Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King

Chapter 307: Yan Ge’s Methods of Handling Affairs_2


Director Liu wasn't the least bit angry; instead, he squinted his eyes and looked at YOYO with a strange expression, similar to a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.

"You... you're shameless!!" YOYO's face turned crimson, and she erupted with colorful language!

"Haha, I just love your fiery personality! It's really enchanting!" Director Liu got more excited as he spoke, even standing up to try and grab YOYO's hand.

YOYO was already on guard, so she swiftly stepped back and turned her head to leave.

Director Liu didn't expect YOYO to react so quickly; by the time he came to his senses, YOYO was already at the door.

The office door was ajar, and with a pull, it opened. After leaving the office, YOYO headed straight for the exit on the ground floor of the company.

Anger, annoyance, unwillingness, and fear were intertwined, causing the young girl's emotions to entirely unravel.

After all, she's just a young girl in her twenties, with only limited social experience to handle such situations.

The contract was secured, but Old Qian reneged on his promise, and her immediate superior escalated the situation; it seemed like they wouldn't stop until they got what they wanted.

After working hard for so long, her hopes were dashed, and YOYO now felt an indescribable grievance.

As if driven by an unseen force, YOYO pulled out her phone and called Wang Yan. Through their time together, YOYO had come to see Wang Yan as the first person she thought of to rely on, an essential place in her heart besides her parents.

"Hey girl! What are you up to? Miss me?" As soon as the call connected, Wang Yan's cheerful laughter came through.

"Yan Ge, I was tricked by Old Qian! I brought the contract to him, but now he's going back on his promise about the promotion and is passing the problem onto Director Liu!

Just now, Liu Juncai called me to his office and tried to grope me! Boohoo…"

In a moment, YOYO released all her grievances, crying heavily.

"What? Goddamn it! How dare they touch Wang Yan's woman, they've got a death wish! Did you get hurt? I'll stand up for you!"

Hearing his girlfriend crying and complaining, Wang Yan's anger flared up instantly.

"No, I realized things weren't right, so I ran away. I'm not at work now, I left early!"

"Find a safe place first! I'll book the earliest flight over! Whatever kind of place that is, we're not putting up with it any longer!" Wang Yan said, further incensed.

"You… don't do anything reckless! The TV station isn't like other places; they even have soldiers guarding the entrance!"

YOYO panicked upon hearing her boyfriend's state. The TV station isn't like other places; causing trouble there could lead to big issues!

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid! Just head back to your place and wait! We'll talk when I see you! I'm here, I'll solve all these problems for you!"

"Okay!"

...

Three and a half hours later, Wang Yan arrived at YOYO's single apartment with great urgency.

Given the situation, Wang Yan hadn't even changed clothes. He was wearing a sea blue silk sun protection jacket, his face tanned dark, eyes wide open with visible bloodshot streaks.

"Yan Ge!!" As soon as YOYO saw her boyfriend, she threw herself into his arms.

"Don't cry! Tell me everything from the beginning!"

"Today I went to see Old Qian, then…"

YOYO repeated the whole process from start to finish. When Wang Yan heard about the plan to discuss promotion over "western food," his fists clenched in anger, almost losing color.

"Goddamn it! Those bastards have no integrity! Old Qian is trash, and Liu Juncai is a brainless fool!"

Wang Yan was breathing heavily, gritting his teeth over the mention of those two names.

"Don't get mad, if I can't get the promotion, then so be it, I can file a report to transfer to another department! I won't work under him anymore!"

YOYO was worried about Wang Yan doing something reckless, and quickly backtracked. After all this time, she understood Wang Yan's temperament well enough to know this could lead to something big.

"Here's the plan: in a bit, you call Liu Juncai and invite him for Western food. Let's put the promotion aside for now, I need to vent your frustration today!" Wang Yan forced himself to think calmly, frowning as he made plans.

"What are you planning? Liu Juncai has been around here long enough to know a lot of people!"

"If I'm prepared to handle him, I'm not worried about his connections! Rest assured, I know what I'm doing; I won't lose control! Damn it, today, I'll make him remember this lesson!"

Seeing Wang Yan was still somewhat rational despite his anger, YOYO began to calm down as well.

The two stayed in YOYO's apartment, rather than cuddling, they strategized on how to deal with Liu Juncai.

As dusk approached, YOYO followed the agreed-upon plan and called Liu Juncai.

The idea was simple: start by admitting wrongdoing, then invite him to dinner at Summer Marie's Western Restaurant!

Liu Juncai, who thought there was no chance, was a bit surprised when he received the call. After hanging up, he started preparing with a little excitement.

He put on a brand new suit, pocketed a few pills, and just thinking about YOYO's fiery youthful looks got the old man's heart racing. After all, everyone must bow to reality, even untamed mares are no exception.

Liu Juncai drove an imported BMW X5 to the meeting place, reported the reservation number confidently, and waited for his prey to arrive.

At that moment, he had no idea that a pair of eyes was watching him from the shadows.

From 7:40 until 8:30, YOYO never showed up. Initially, when he called, she answered, saying she was stuck in traffic and would be a little late. But when he called again later, her phone was off!

Could it be the duck at his door had flown away? Liu Juncai was a bit unwilling; after several unsuccessful calls, he irritably loosened his tie.

Without the girl, the imported steak on the table lost its flavor. Old Liu got up to pay the bill in frustration, realizing that all the scenes he had imagined before coming had turned into nothing.

At 8:30, the restaurant was at its peak business hours, with all the booths and private rooms upstairs fully occupied. The parking lot had hardly any spots left, and latecomers were turned away by the hotel bellboys. It became unusually quiet in the parking lot.

Liu Juncai descended the stairs in disappointment, walking briskly towards his car.

From a distance, he pressed the key fob to unlock it, then lowered his head to look through his contacts on his phone.

The fire had been kindled in him; Old Liu was already considering finding himself a new target.

Just as he was fiddling with his phone, his world suddenly went dark.

The next second, with a bang, stars spun before his eyes, and the whole world seemed to turn upside down as he staggered and fell.

The attacker, having landed a successful blow, didn't feel satisfied. Wielding a baton, they relentlessly struck the fleshy areas of his buttocks and back.

The cheap baton was of poor quality, and after only a few swings it broke. Wang Yan, still seething, wasn't ready to stop, so he pulled out his leather belt and continued the beating.

In ancient times, this type of punishment had a name—whipping, or flogging. Compared to more severe punishments, whipping wasn't as lethal but was incredibly painful.

One might think a cut from a knife would heal in ten days, but injuries from a whip, with its bruises and irregular wounds, could take months to fully recover from.

During this process, the person suffering would endure significant pain.

At that moment, Wang Yan let out all the anger that had been building inside him, swinging his belt around in a frenzy.

With thin summer clothing, each lash of the belt made a crisp sound against the skin.

The sack over Liu Juncai's head prevented him from evading, only allowing him to roll on the ground and cry for help. But instead of saviors, what he got was a powerful kick from Wang Yan, sending stars spinning before his eyes again.

For a full five minutes, Wang Yan, with his robust physique, exerted himself so much that his arm grew fatigued, and he was gasping for breath. Only then did he stop, put away his belt, and vanish into the shadows.

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