The people in the group were completely stunned by Gu Chenan's response.
Knowing that Song Xiaoli would show the message to Liu Wan, Liu Dong's daughter, why would you say something like that?
Don't you want to live anymore?
I've seen people become arrogant after getting rich, but never this arrogant.
It's simply reckless!
You may have money now, but you have no background, no power!
Background and power aren't things you can buy with money!
Liu Dong has cultivated his own power in Shanghai for so long; it's not an exaggeration to say he can cover the sky with one hand, but it's certainly true that everyone knows him.
Why do you insist on clashing head-on with Liu Dong?
Isn't it better to live a stable life with your money?
Everyone was puzzled by Gu Chenan's actions, but seeing his confident demeanor, no one dared to speak up. For a moment, the group was silent.
Meanwhile.
Dragon Power Group.
Ding ding ding~
"Manager Liu, are you in?"
Song Xiaoli knocked on Liu Wan's office door with her phone in hand.
"Come in."
Song Xiaoli pushed the door open and saw Liu Wan sitting expressionlessly in her office chair, devoid of any vitality.
After Liu Wan told Liu Dong about Gu Chenan hitting her, she had expected Liu Dong to quickly take action on her behalf, but two days had passed with no sign of any movement.
She was now consumed with thoughts of making Gu Chenan pay, unable to focus on anything else, let alone work properly.
Seeing Song Xiaoli enter, Liu Wan straightened up slightly and said listlessly, "What is it?"
Song Xiaoli hesitated for a moment before slowly lifting her phone. "Manager Liu, there's something I'd like you to see."
Liu Wan frowned and waved her hand dismissively. "No, I don't feel like it."
"It's..." Song Xiaoli bit her lip. "It's about Gu Chenan."
"Gu Chenan?!"
At the mention of those three words, Liu Wan suddenly perked up like a shot of adrenaline. "Do you know Gu Chenan?"
"Yes." Song Xiaoli gritted her teeth. "Not only do I know him, but we also have some history."
"History? What kind of history?" Liu Wan asked curiously.
When she mentioned this, Song Xiaoli's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.
"That Gu Chenan not only repeatedly humiliated me but also got my boyfriend fired, leading to our breakup!"
"That's too much!" Liu Wan frowned. "Gu Chenan is such a jerk; he actually humiliated a girl?"
Then, Liu Wan suddenly smiled. "But don't worry, he won't be able to jump around for much longer. I'll definitely make him regret it."
"Oh, right, what did you want me to see?"
Song Xiaoli unlocked her phone screen and placed it in front of Liu Wan. "This."
Liu Wan picked up the phone and looked at it carefully, her pupils suddenly contracting.
"Liu Wan, you're a manager, right? No wonder you're just as stupid..."
These words pierced Liu Wan's pride like a needle.
From a young age, anyone who knew her would never dare disrespect her.
But this Gu Chenan first called her a self-important woman, then slapped her twice, and now directly called her stupid.
What is this?
It's like jumping over a cesspool—excessive!
"Bang!"
Liu Wan's forehead veins bulged, her face contorted, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Manager Liu, are you okay?" Song Xiaoli, seeing Liu Wan's expression, was worried.
"I-I'm fine." Liu Wan said these two words through gritted teeth.
"You can go now. I will make sure Gu Chenan pays for this!" Liu Wan looked up, her eyes filled with fury.
"Okay."
Song Xiaoli nodded, still worried. "Manager Liu, don't be too angry. That Gu Chenan is just a scoundrel; don't lower yourself to his level."
With that, Song Xiaoli left the office and gently closed the door.
As soon as she reached her desk, Song Xiaoli's worried expression turned into a smirk.
Hehe, Gu Chenan, you really don't know when you're beaten. You knew I would tell Manager Liu what you said, yet you still said it?
Look at how angry you made our Manager Liu!
Manager Liu's father is Liu Dong!
You've made Manager Liu this angry; she will definitely have her father deal with you!
I may not be able to handle you, but Manager Liu definitely has the power to do so!
I'll make you regret humiliating me in public, living so comfortably, and ruining my relationship with Huang Yuan!
All of this is your fault!
Now I want to see how you'll deal with it!
...
Night.
Su Qianmo finished her day's work, and Gu Chenan drove to the company gate to pick her up.
Gu Chenan had originally planned to buy Su Qianmo a car, but with the Liu Dong situation, he was still a bit worried about letting her drive alone.
So he decided to wait until this matter was resolved.
Tomorrow, Gu Chenan's background would be fully loaded. No matter when Liu Dong decided to strike, once Gu Chenan's background was ready, dealing with a small local snake would be a breeze.
"Want to go eat?" Gu Chenan asked.
"Sure, let's go to that street-side barbecue place. I think it's pretty good."
Su Qianmo nodded and took off her black heels with red soles, revealing her silk-covered feet.
Gu Chenan's eyes involuntarily wandered to Su Qianmo's feet and then swallowed hard.
"Do you think it's good too?"
Suddenly, Su Qianmo turned her head.
"Huh? What?" Gu Chenan was taken aback.
Su Qianmo chuckled. "I just said that street-side barbecue place is pretty good, and you swallowed hard. Do you think it's good too?"
Gu Chenan awkwardly smiled. "Yes, of course."
With that, his gaze returned to Su Qianmo's feet.
In his heart, he thought, "I don't care if that street-side barbecue is good or not; I just want to know what your feet taste like."
With that thought, Gu Chenan made a decision.
After eating the barbecue, he would immediately go home and enjoy Su Qianmo's silk-covered feet!
Vroom!
Gu Chenan stepped on the gas, and the car sped off instantly.
Gu Chenan usually didn't drive very fast, so this sudden acceleration immediately made Su Qianmo curious.
"Chenan, is there something happening later? Why the rush?"
"Ah, that." Gu Chenan was embarrassed. "You'll find out later."
"Oh." Su Qianmo nodded and placed her feet on the dashboard to rest, not saying another word.
Meanwhile.
A hundred meters away from Caiying, a dark alley held a Jinbei minivan.
Inside, Li Lin and several men with tattoos watched Gu Chenan's car closely.
Seeing the car leave, Li Lin pointed and said, "Quick, follow them!"

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