Chapter 1226: Sending Him Away With One Slap

"President Lan! I have no other choice!" Xu Gong's eyes flickered nervously at Fang Xiaoqiang.

People who knew the Jiangju elites would look up to them in reverence, and would not even consider offending them.

Fang Xiaoqiang was a pronounced Jianghu elite who's background was a venerable family.

"Hehe!" Fang Xiaoqiang laughed delightedly. "It's pretty simple. If you want to keep him around, you'll have to watch the show with me. I wouldn't allow him to leave even if he wants to!"

"You..."

Lan Mengcheng was stuck at a crossroad.

The production was still in its early stages where Xu Gong had played a very important role. If he left,production would surely come to a standstill!

More importantly was the fact that there was no one else as talented as Xu Gong!

Lan Mengcheng and her business partner Madam Diana had invested a lot of energy and money and made multiple trips to France over the course of two months before they finally got hold of Xu Gong!

If Xu Gong leaves, Lan Mengcheng would never be able to find a replacement. Production would have to stop.

Worse still, Fang Xiaoqiang could force the other core members of the company to leave like what he did to Xu Gong. Should it come to that, the whole factory would be forced to close down.

"That's strange! Since when does my employee's dismissal or employment get decided by a feral dog?"

A young man in his twenties strode in.

"Xiao... Er, Chaiman! You're here! You finally came back!"

Lan Mengcheng excitedly made her way to him.

Chairman Chen arrives!

"Who is this kid?" Fang Xiaoqiang studied Chen Xiaobei, his eyes shooting daggers.

"Chairman? Is this President Lan's boyfriend?" Xu Gong recalled his conversation with Lan Mengcheng earlier.

"That's right!" Lan Mengcheng wrapped her arm around Chen Xiaobei's arm and proudly announced, "I would like to formally introduce our company's Chairman, who also happens to be my boyfriend, Chen Xiaobei!"

Everyone in the room was stunned.

"So, it's really true! President Lan's boyfriend really is young!"

Xu Gong stared incredulously at Chen Xiaobei.

He still found it hard to believe that it was Chen Xiaobei himself who had concocted the World's number one cosmetic formula!

All of the cosmetic research teams in the world could not compete with a youngster in his twenties! How could he possibly take that as truth?!

"What the f*ck! How dare you try to take my woman from me?" shouted Fang Xiaoqiang at the top of his voice while glaring menacingly at at Chen Xiaobei. "Hey kid! Are you really Lan Mengcheng's boyfriend?"

"Do you want me to spell it out for you?" Chen Xiaobei retorted.

"I don't believe it! I've been wooing Lan Mencheng for some time now. But you've never shown up before! Not even once! Lan Mengcheng must have hired you to pose as her boyfriend!"

Chen Xiaobei smiled. "I didn't show up because I've been away overseas. Otherwise, I wouldn't even let a feral dog like you anywhere near my territory!"

"F*ck you! Who the hell are you calling a feral dog?!" exploded Fang Xiaoqiang.

This was the second time that Chen Xiaobei had called him that.

Fang Xiaoqiang was the young master of Flying Axe Faction with a fine reputation among the Jianghu elites in Dragon City. He was also the son of the 38th Elite of China's God of War Leaderboard. Definitely not the kind of the people you could cross without first suffering dire consequences.

Being called a feral dog by a nobody in his twenties was not something he had ever been subjected to! To make matters worse, Chen Xiaobei did that in the presence of Lan Mengcheng! That was humiliation beyond repair!

Both Lan Mengcheng and Xu Gong began to sweat bullets, dreading the moment Fang Xiaoqiang would pounce on Chen Xiaobei and beat him up.

Amongst all of his female friends, Lan Mengcheng was probably the one who understood Jianghu the least, and the one who understood Chen Xiobei's cultivation the least. So, she was naturally worried.

It was alright if they were just flesh wounds, but if Chen Xiaobei was disabled in any way, what would his life be like...

Instead of backing off, Chen Xiaobei saw that he had provoked Fang Xiaoqiang and laughed, "Fed, but not trained. Running around, barking and biting deliriously. If that's not a feral dog then what is?"

"Screw you! Just because I haven't made a move yet that you think I'm a feeble little cat." Fang Xiaoqiang roared. "If I don't teach you a lesson today, I won't have any face left to woo Lan Mengcheng in the future!"

Swoosh!

Fang Xiaoqiang stepped forward and swung a tightly wrapped fist at Chen Xiaobei's face.

"No! Master Qiang!" Lan Mengcheng screamed.

"Shit... Master Qiang is pissed... Our chairman is f*cked..." Xu Gong was already mourning for Chen Xiaobei in his heart.

"Hmph! This dimwit is dead meat! He actually insulted our young master! He really has no idea who he's dealing with!" snickered One of Fang Xiaoqiang's companions.

The other one replied, "Our young master is an elite at the pinnacle phase of Qi refining stage! He could kill this kid with just one finger! He could kill him a hundred times over! One! Hundred! Times!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Xiaobei.

And what they saw next had them completely speechless.

Smack!

A loud crisp sound rang throughout the room. The so-called 'Flying Axe Faction young master' Fang Xiaoqiang, had just been slapped across the face.

He was thrown into the air, while his two companions stood gawping, watching their falling young master land right on their faces.

"Argh... Urghh..."

They screamed. All three men were lying on the ground.

Fang Xiaoqiang's companions screamed in pain, covering their swollen faces with their hands.

Their boss had it even worse. One half of his face had ballooned like a steamed bun. When he opened his mouth to speak, fragments of teeth fell out followed by streams of sticky blood.

"How..."

Lan Mencheng and Xu Gong looked as if they were in a trance. This was not what they had expected would happen.

Now, their minds were swimming with doubt about Fang Xiaoqiang's identity as a Jianghu. He must have been a fake because he was so damn weak!

"Dogs bite. But I will never bite back. I will only give them a good old slap!" Chen Xiaobei shrugged, a smile prying from his lips.

"Bas... Bastard! How dare you hit me?!" croaked Fang Xiaoqiang, blood still pouring from his lips. "You are dead! My father is Fang Jianqian! The 38th strongest elite in China's God of War Leaderboard! I'm going to call him now so can come and beat you to death! I guarantee you will die an ugly death!"

"Go ahead then. I'm going to make a call myself!" shrugged Chen Xiaobei, as he dug out his phone from his pocket. "Is this Old Liu? I have something I'd like to ask you..."