Fan Song finished speaking, released Su Yinxue's hand and strode towards the exit of the conference room.

Everyone watched as Fan Song's expression dramatically changed, not understanding what was happening.

Everyone stared at Fan Song blankly.

Fan Song reached the doorway, unable to hold back the stifling feeling in his chest any longer.

He turned around and looked at Yang Fei with a sinister gaze.

"Yang Fei, you are very good, very good," he said.

Yang Fei, careless and indifferent, looked askew at the sky.

He wore a languid expression that seemed to say, "Just try and bite me."

Fan Song stamped his foot and left the room resentfully.

With the new president in place, the senior executives, of course, could not avoid trying to ingratiate themselves.

However, Su Yinxue did not give them any chances.

She casually announced three pieces of news.

First, the company's management would be reorganized soon.

Second, within three days, the new company's financial personnel would audit the company's accounts and assets.

Third, Jinyuan Shopping Center would focus on fashion brand women's clothing and accessories, becoming the first exclusive sales center under Yalan Group.

Having simply announced this, she declared the meeting adjourned.

Su Yinxue and Yang Fei left the room, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded senior executives.

The conference room fell silent.

After a while, someone finally stood up indignantly.

"This is outrageous, it's tyranny of capital," they said.

"Damn, this female president is restructuring the management team, does that mean we're all going to be collectively unemployed?"

"This is absurd, I won't accept this!"

...

The conference room became noisy, like a stirred pot of porridge.

Eventually, someone remembered Long Shaoyang, "Where is General Manager Long? He should say something, right?"

"It's bad, even General Manager Long is not here, what should we do?"

"Even if General Manager Long were here, what could he do? It's President Su's world now!"

...

Indeed, while Su Yinxue was delivering her speech, Long Shaoyang had already left quietly.

A loss of one thousand five hundred and five weighed heavily on his heart.

Long Shaoyang needed to patch the financial gap before the new company's auditors arrived.

Already like a terracotta Bodhisattva crossing a river, he could hardly save himself.

How could he concern himself with more trivial company matters?

The affairs of the Jinyuan Shopping Center would be managed by Cai Yongkang.

Su Yinxue briefly instructed Cai Yongkang about the matters that needed attention.

Then she went downstairs with Yang Fei.

The news of Jinyuan Shopping Center being mysteriously bought out had already spread.

Many watched Su Yinxue and Yang Fei from a distance, whispering quietly.

"See that, that gentleman and the lady quietly bought out Jinyuan Shopping Center, I heard it involved an investment of hundreds of millions," someone remarked.

"Damn, the guy in the military green, I saw him this morning at Peninsula Cafe."

"He is said to be just a hotel odd-job man, and he almost got kicked out by Director Long."

"Hey, what do you know, nowadays, the wealthier they are, the more low-key."

"Long Shaoyang truly didn't recognize Mount Tai," another added.

...

In the Peninsula Cafe, Yang Fei's swearing was indeed spectacular.

Moreover, his military green outfit was too conspicuous.

So, everyone had a deep impression of this guy.

Listening to the murmurs of the people, Yang Fei stood proudly, his nostrils flaring.

This guy clearly didn't understand the concept of humility.

Su Yinxue also heard the people's murmurs.

She turned with a smile, "It seems I missed a good show this morning."

Yang Fei, proud and pleased, briefly recounted the episode at Peninsula Cafe.

Of course, in the story, Yang Fei was refined and dignified, neither servile nor overbearing.

Good guy Yang Fei powerfully counterattacked the rudeness and arrogance of the vile Long Shaoyang.

Su Yinxue knew this fellow's character.

Of course, she knew there were exaggerations in what Yang Fei said.

However, Su Yinxue did not delve into the matter further.

She smiled slightly, "No wonder Long Shaoyang looked so upset during the meeting."

"Well, that's a long story," he replied.

Yang Fei laughed heartily and shared the many complications between him and Long Shaoyang.

A chill intensified in Su Yinxue's eyes.

She said softly, "Don't worry, Cai Yongkang has had a rough look at the financial statements of Jinyuan Shopping Center."

"It seems our General Manager Long might not have the cleanest hands."

"If that's the case, I have my ways to make him reap what he sowed."

The two chatted quietly and then took the elevator to the underground parking garage.

Yang Fei's Land Rover was parked in the underground garage.

Su Yinxue walked ahead with her graceful figure.

Yang Fei followed closely behind.

Suddenly, a sense of unease swept through Yang Fei's heart.

It felt as if a gray cloud had drifted across a clear blue sky.

Since practicing Turtle Extreme, Yang Fei had found his sense of crisis to be much sharper.

The next second, a flash of Sword Intent, brilliant like a long rainbow, rushed towards him from not far away.

"Not good!"

Yang Fei felt all his hairs stand on end.

His short hair stood up like that of a porcupine, each strand erect.

A sense of crisis like never before struck him like lightning, pervading his entire body.

Yang Fei pushed Su Yinxue behind a car.

Then, he drew a Triangular Military Spike.

The spike broke in half; its bare appearance wasn't impressive.

However, the broken edge was covered with thick scabs of blood.

The blood grooves showed a deep color ingrained into the metal.

In Yang Fei's hand, this Triangular Military Spike.

Had stained with the blood of countless enemies and strong fighters.

The Longsword, like a venomous snake, struck towards Yang Fei's throat.

Yang Fei had no room to retreat, and thrust the Triangular Military Spike forward fiercely.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and Yang Fei's bones rattled.

The opponent's Longsword was unexpectedly as heavy as a mountain.

Yang Fei had to use all his strength to maintain his grip on the Triangular Military Spike so it wouldn't fly out of his hand.

His figure rapidly retreated.

Yet that gleaming Longsword clung to Yang Fei's throat like a venomous snake, relentless.

Yang Fei had no time to see the face of his opponent as he urgently activated the Tiger Extreme Heart Method.

His speed suddenly surged, and in an instant, he became like a streak of light smoke, impossibly fast.

"Ah, what quick movements!" the opponent exclaimed softly.

Yang Fei thought he had escaped the envelopment of the opponent's Sword Intent.

Just as he heaved a sigh of relief,

a chilling coldness and murderous intent filled the Sword Intent at his chest.

It turned out that the opponent's speed was also unbelievably fast.

His sword, like a long rainbow, thrust straight at Yang Fei's heart.

Yang Fei, shocked, desperately blocked with the Triangular Military Spike.

Clang! Yang Fei's half body numbed from the shock.

The Triangular Military Spike released from his hand.

Yang Fei rolled and landed under a Honda sedan.

However, the next second, a sweep of Sword Intent, accompanied by a thousand heavy Sword Shadows, slashed down fiercely.

Hiss!

The Honda was split down the middle, the crack no wider than two fingers.

Yet this single sword stroke had severed an entire sedan.

The swordsmanship was indeed terrifyingly formidable.

Yang Fei appeared on the other side of the car.

His face was covered in dust and mud.

However, his eyes shone brightly like two lamps.

Yang Fei stared at the Swordsman on the other side of the car.

"Are you Three Swords?"

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