A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 82 Let Me Live Quietly as a Piece of Trash

"So you do know that you have offended someone you shouldn't have!"

Chen Ao was so angry that he wished he could just kick Lei San to death. If the latter had not played

the role of agitator earlier, the Jiangdong leaders would not have chased Ye Fan away. In the end, they

had chased away the master and kept the piece of trash with them.

As the Jiangdong leaders looked at the corpse of the defeated Boxing King, a feeling of unfathomable

sadness came over them.

They felt that they had been slapped in the face. This was an affront to their dignity!

Lei San's face crumpled. He knew he had caused trouble, so he spoke softly to Chen Ao. "Mr. Chen,

you can't place all the blame on me. I wasn't the only one who wanted Mr. Chu to leave. Your daughter

wanted to chase him away too."

"You~" Chen Ao's eye twitched a little, and his face turned red with rage. He opened his mouth but

could not get a word out.

That was the truth after all. Out of all the people gunning for Ye Fan, his daughter had been the most

enthusiastic.

Chen Nan had not just shown Ye Fan a little bit of disrespect. She had made Ye Fan serve tea at the

meeting AND publicly called him a good-for-nothing.

Chen Ao turned to glare at his daughter, who was looking pale and demoralized. Chen Nan knew she

had caused trouble, so she kept her head bowed and dared not look at her father.

When Chen Ao saw his daughter's sorry look, his anger subsided. In the end, he let out a long sigh and

said, "You silly girl, what am I to do with you? I have told you again and again that you musn't insult Mr.

Chu!"

"And now, look at what you have done?"

Chen Ao trembled with anger as he scolded his daughter.

Just then, Li Er had already recovered his wits. He stood up from the floor, looked at Chen Ao and

sighed helplessly. "Mr. Chen, this is not the time for pointing fingers."

"Let us think of a way to salvage the situation?"

The others in the room gave their assent and grimaced as they looked at Chen Ao. Like Li Er, they tried

to persuade Chen Ao to get Ye Fan to forgive them and, later, deal with Wu He-Rong on their behalf.

It could not be helped. To salvage the situation, Chen Ao had to swallow his pride and call Ye Fan.

When the latter received the call, he was already back at Han Hai's place.

"Yes, who is it?"

"Oh, so it is Mr. Chen?"

"No, don't. You are the number one in Jiangdong. All the leaders answer to you. I am just a good-for-

nothing. Of course, I have to call you 'Mister Chen'." Ye Fan said sarcastically with a faint smile on his

lips.

At the other end of the line, Chen Ao was so frightened that he started sweating profusely. His face

crumpled and he almost burst into tears.

"It's already so late. What business do you have with me?”

"What?"

"Apologize?"

"Please don't. Please consider the difference in status between us. Do you think I deserve to receive

an apology from personages such as you?"

"What?"

"You want me to help you deal with Wu He-Rong?"

"In that case, you are really wasting your time here. I am just a piece of trash. I can't help you. I only

know how to brag after all. You had better ask the Boxing King for help. He is way stronger than I am."

"Didn't your daughter tell you? The Boxing King can kill me with a single slap. Compared to him, I am

just a nobody."

"And that baldy. Didn't he say that the Boxing King can mop the floor with me and kill me like a

chicken?"

"I can't do it. I am just a useless rich brat. A wastrel. And a narcissist who loves to brag."

"Okay, that's enough. I have to get up early tomorrow to attend a birthday banquet."

"Stop bothering me. And don't call me. Let me live quietly as a piece of trash~"

Ye Fan sneered and hung up the phone before Chen Ao could say anymore.

Shengtian Restaurant. Inside the VIP room.

Chen Ao's heart had sunk, when Ye Fan ended the call.

Damn it. The shit has hit the fan.

It seems Mr. Chu is truly angry.

Just then, inside the room, the normally hubristic Jiangdong leaders were looking thoroughly screwed.

Their heads were drooped and they all looked troubled.

Lei San and Chen Nan, whom Ye Fan had singled out earlier, looked especially terrible.

Guilt was written all over Lei San's face and he could not stop sighing.

And Chen Nan looked exceedingly pale, as though all the blood had drained from her face.

Meanwhile, Chen Ao was trembling with rage as he looked at his disappointing daughter.

"You stupid child! Look at what you have done!" he lashed out coldly.

"Don't go anywhere tomorrow. You will go to him and apologize in person."

"You blind fool! How could you not recognize a master who was right in front of your eyes? What kind

of idiot are you?" Chen Ao's words were cold and angry. Although it looked like he was yelling at his

daughter, but in reality he was scolding the assembled leaders of Jiangdong.

But even though they were being scolded, none of them dared to retort. The Jiangdong leaders sighed

as they bowed their heads.

Chen Ao had not minced his words, but he did not lie.

Earlier, Ye Fan had wanted to help them but, due to their ignorance, they rejected his kind offer. Not

only that, they had also denounced him, taunted him and chased him away.

And now they were in a pickle. After offending Ye Fan so severely, it was unclear if he would still want

to help them. If Ye Fan refused to forgive them, the Jiangdong leaders had no idea who else to turn to

for help.

When they recalled what had happened earlier, Lei San and the other leaders were overwhelmed with

regret.

Chen Ao looked at them and snorted coldly. And then he did not loiter, but turned around to leave right

away.

"You disobedient child! What are you standing around for? Come home with me right now!”

Before he left, Chen Ao turned around and yelled at his daughter again. Chen Nan was so frightened

that she trembled all over and nearly burst into tears.

Just then, Chen Nan was filled with panic and regret.

Before this moment, she would never have thought that the person she had looked down on would turn

out to be such a big shot.

And while the leaders of Jiangdong were regretting their foolishness, Qiu Mu-Cheng was scrutinizing

her husband doubtfully.

"Mr. Chen? Which Mr. Chen? Who were you talking to?"

Ye Fan did not hide anything from his wife. He laughed and answered honestly. "Who else could it be?

It was the King of Jiangdong, Chen Ao." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Pssh~

In the living room, Han Hai suddenly spat out the tea he was drinking and could not stop coughing. It

looked like he was nearly choking to death.

Han Hai turned his head to glare at Ye Fan and snorted coldly. And without saying a word, he got up

and returned to his bedroom.

What a useless fellow. He is only good at bragging.

Han Hai's dislike for Ye Fan grew stronger.

His sister, Han Li, had been insisting that her daughter should divorce Ye Fan. Now, he could finally

understand why.

What else could they do with a useless and moronic son-in-law like Ye Fan?

Han Hai did not speak a single word to Ye Fan, ever since the latter had gotten home. There was

nothing Han Hai wanted to say to such a useless person anyway. So he had gone back to his

bedroom.

"Shit?"

"Are you a moron?"

Han Fei-Fei turned her head and asked disdainfully, "Chen Ao gave you a call? Why don't you just tell

us that all the leaders of Jiangdong were on the phone with you?” She had been watching TV when

she overheard Ye Fan, and she was not going to just sit still while he talked nonsense.

Ye Fan laughed and replied, "Actually, that's also correct. After all, Chen Ao did call me on behalf of all

the leaders of Jiangdong."

Qiu Mu-Cheng:".."

Han Fei-Fei:".."