Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Have you lost your damn mind?" Dong Xingui yelled, feeling wronged, with tears swirling in his eyes. At this moment, he really wanted to cry. It was bad enough that Hao Jian hit him; his old man also joined in without a second word and started beating him up. And if he had to be hit, why did it always have to be his face? Doesn't he know it can damage his looks?

"Unfilial son, kneel down!" Dong Wantong scolded, his belly churning like a barrel of wine.

"Kneel down?" Dong Xingui was dumbfounded. If he knelt down, how would he ever face these employees again? And how would he get by in the company?

"You've offended Mr. Hao Jian, and you think it's over just like that? Kneel down and apologize to Mr. Hao Jian!" Dong Wantong barked in anger, somewhat furious inside. He knew Hao Jian was no easy mark; those who had crossed him never met good ends. He demanded Dong Xingui act this way to protect him from Hao Jian, the demon, and his persecution!

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Dong Xingui snapped, utterly enraged, feeling like his last shred of dignity was being trampled upon.

"Shareholder Dong, it seems your son still hasn't realized his mistake," Hao Jian said, his expression a mix of smiling and not smiling as he looked at Dong Wantong.

At these words, Dong Wantong's expression dramatically changed, and out of sheer terror, he swiftly kicked at Dong Xingui's leg and pressed down hard on his shoulder: "Kneel!"

Thud.

Dong Xingui was forced onto his knees, and his face, once an iron blue, now turned the color of liver.

"Oh no, why are you doing this? As long as you recognize your mistake, that's enough; there's really no need to actually kneel. Look, so many people are watching, how embarrassing, and those who don't know might think I am being petty," Hao Jian complained somewhat reproachfully.

Everyone present was at a loss for words. If you were really so magnanimous, why didn't you speak up when Dong Wantong was forcing Dong Xingui to kneel? You're clearly just taking advantage and playing innocent now!

When Dong Xingui heard what Hao Jian said, he was so furious he almost spewed out blood. If Hao Jian hadn't spoken, would his father have made him kneel?

And Dong Wantong, too, felt defeated by Hao Jian's shamelessness. Although he cursed inwardly, he still had no choice but to squeeze out a forced smile: "Not at all, it's only proper."

"Actually, kneeling or not doesn't really matter, paying up is what counts." Hao Jian chuckled, looking every bit the avaricious character.

"Pay money?" Dong Wantong was stunned.

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"Didn't Dong Xingui tell you? Because he offended me, he felt remorseful and voluntarily offered to compensate me one billion," Hao Jian said shamelessly.

The crowd was again dumbfounded. Could you be any more shameless? It was obviously you who forced Dong Xingui to pay up, and now you're making it seem like it was Dong Xingui's idea to offer compensation because he felt bad?

Dong Xingui's face showed utter shock, then he quickly said to his father, "Dad, I didn't!"

"Shut up!" Dong Wantong reprimanded in a voice as cold as iron.

Immediately after, he forced a smile as he pulled a check from his pocket, wrote down a sum for Hao Jian, and said, "Mr. Hao Jian, this is your compensation."

"Oh no, there's no need, it was just a small matter, no need for money," Hao Jian continued his pretense.

Those watching rolled their eyes in disbelief. Would you die if you didn't pretend? If you didn't want it, why did you bring it up before?

Now that the offer was being made, you pretend to be embarrassed, how utterly shameless. You're making monkeys out of Dong Xingui and his father!

"No, we must insist, the fault is ours, compensation is certainly in order." Dong Wantong promptly stuffed the check into Hao Jian's pocket. Although Hao Jian said there was no need for compensation, he didn't naive enough to believe that was what Hao Jian truly meant.

"Alright then, since you insist on compensating, I'll just have to reluctantly accept it. Take your son away, and make sure from now on he keeps a low profile at school, and stops harassing female colleagues. It's a good thing I showed up this time, otherwise, he might have done something worse than a beast," Hao Jian said.

Dong Xingui's face flushed red, every vein in his neck bulging as he glared at Hao Jian, his body shaking uncontrollably with emotion.

Hao Jian was clearly setting him up; he hadn't harassed Yuan Shanshan at all, but according to Hao Jian's narration, it was as if he had nearly assaulted Yuan Shanshan. What would the company's employees think of him now?

Dong Xingui's vision darkened with anxiety, and he actually fainted from anger.

Toyed with by Hao Jian and overwhelmed by psychological upheaval, he collapsed, his mind breaking down.

"Xingui!" Dong Wantong panicked at the sight of his son in such a state and immediately held Dong Xingui in his arms.

Hao Jian sighed, "Shareholder Dong, your son's psychological resilience seems a bit weak. I think he should see a psychiatrist."

Dong Wantong fell silent, his face ashen as he carried Dong Xingui away, clearly at the height of humiliation.

"That's enough, everyone can leave now." Seeing Dong Xingui and his father depart, Yuan Shanshan hurriedly ordered her subordinates,

and only then did the employees disperse. Yuan Shanshan relaxed, wanting to have a moment alone to speak with Hao Jian.

"Why are you here?" Yuan Shanshan asked with some delight.

"Just came to see you. Not bad, huh, you're a department head now," Hao Jian said with a smile.

"Stop teasing me. If it weren't for your help, could I have achieved what I have today?" Yuan Shanshan didn't dare take all the credit. Without Hao Jian's inspiration, she couldn't have won the award.

"Don't talk like that. You've earned it all yourself. Your parents gave you a good name, Yuan Facai, haha..." Hao Jian laughed out loud.

"You're so annoying!" Yuan Shanshan hit Hao Jian hard on the chest. This bad guy always reminded her of the things she didn't want to think about. Didn't he know she hated that name?

"You've been busy all day. You haven't had lunch yet, have you? Let me treat you to a meal, to celebrate your accomplishment," Hao Jian said.

"Really? You know I'm going to want a feast!"

Hearing this, Hao Jian shook the check for one hundred million yuan he had in his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm not short of money!"

Immediately, Hao Jian took Yuan Shanshan out for a meal, but as soon as they arrived at the hotel entrance, they saw the last person he wanted to see standing there.

Hao Jian squinted, looking at Yuan Shanshan beside him: "Did you invite her?"

Yuan Shanshan said somewhat sheepishly, "Because Xiaoxiao asked, I told her I was with you. Then she said she wanted to come over too."

"Well, this just got lively," Hao Jian said helplessly. With Che Xiaoxiao, the calamity star present, who knew what kind of trouble could arise.

Immediately, Yuan Shanshan and Hao Jian got out of the car. As soon as Che Xiaoxiao saw Hao Jian, she got angry: "You jerk, what's with that look on your face?"

"Tch!" Hao Jian dismissed her contemptuously: "Aren't you supposed to be in school today? What are you doing here?"

"Having lunch with my best friend!" Che Xiaoxiao said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Humph, knows nothing but nonsense!"

"You!" Che Xiaoxiao felt angry and a bit wronged, since she would be going on a school trip the next day and wouldn't be able to see Hao Jian for a while. She had wanted to meet up with Hao Jian, but he was showing such an attitude.

"Alright, stop fighting, I'm so hungry I could eat a horse," Yuan Shanshan quickly interfered to make peace.

At that moment, Hao Jian and Yuan Shanshan also noticed a boy standing beside Che Xiaoxiao. He was neat and tidy, wearing branded clothes from head to toe, clearly from a well-off family, a rich second generation.

The boy, upon seeing Yuan Shanshan, also showed a look of admiration. He thought Che Xiaoxiao was pretty, but he didn't expect her best friend to be so attractive as well.

Perhaps after dealing with Che Xiaoxiao, he might find an opportunity to get to know Yuan Shanshan.

Clearly, the boy was a suitor of Che Xiaoxiao, but upon seeing Yuan Shanshan, he began to entertain inappropriate thoughts about her.

And seeing him looking at her like that made Yuan Shanshan frown slightly, feeling a bit offended.

As a beautiful woman, she was very aware of what a lustful gaze from a man was like. To be looked at with such an invasive gaze upon their first meeting made Yuan Shanshan feel disrespected.

However, the boy seemed to instinctively ignore Hao Jian, considering Hao Jian's attire to indicate he was nothing more than an ordinary office worker, not someone to be taken seriously. Thus, he didn't deign to give Hao Jian a second glance, focusing all his attention on Yuan Shanshan and Che Xiaoxiao.

He was presently considering how to pull Yuan Shanshan away from Hao Jian's side, automatically assuming that Yuan Shanshan might be Hao Jian's girlfriend upon seeing them together.

Even if Yuan Shanshan had a boyfriend, he still harbored inappropriate desires towards her, an issue of moral character.

"And who is this?" Instead, it was Hao Jian who humbly inquired about the identity of the boy.

"He's my classmate and one of my suitors, named Wang Mingquan. Insisted on driving me here and then refused to leave," Che Xiaoxiao said, clearly somewhat irritated, not particularly fond of Wang Mingquan.

"Xiaoxiao, my affection for you is deep. Why won't you give me a chance?" Wang Mingquan put on a sincere expression, which of course was just for show to impress Yuan Shanshan and Che Xiaoxiao. Handsome, rich, and most importantly, devoted—a man like that could wreak havoc on most women's hearts.

If it were not for the lecherous look Wang Mingquan initially had, Yuan Shanshan might have actually considered him a devoted man. But after perceiving his true nature, Yuan Shanshan felt disgusted seeing his performance now.

"Hello, I'm Hao Jian." Hao Jian extended his hand to the boy in a friendly gesture.

Wang Mingquan gave Hao Jian a cursory glance and frowned subtly, feeling annoyed: A bumpkin wants to shake his builder's hand with him? He really has no sense of self-awareness, does he?

It was clear that Wang Mingquan did not want to shake hands with Hao Jian, so he coldly said, "Sorry, I don't have the habit of shaking hands with strangers."