A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Faced with her demand, Ye Fan did not try to negotiate. He decided to just do her the favor as thanks for the loan.

"Let me go buy something first. Once I am done with my shopping, I will return. Don't worry, I am not going to run away. I do have some integrity, you know?"

"But I don't need that much. Two hundred will be enough."

Ye Fan was afraid that the shops might be closed if he went too late. So he wanted to purchase the washboard first, before coming in to work.

At first, Chen Nan had not wanted to let Ye Fan go. But since he only took two hundred from the two thousand she had offered, she was a little surprised. In the past, her father's poor relatives had always asked for more money, not less. If she had given them two thousand, they would ask for ten times the amount.

This poor relative is different from the others.

Chen Nan's dislike for Ye Fan lessened a little. In the end, she agreed to let Ye Fan finish his shopping before returning to work.

Vroom-

Suddenly, a high-pitched roar drifted to them from somewhere far away.

Under the moonlight, a Maybach sped toward the restaurant like a bolt of black lightning.

Screech-

Just as it looked like it was about to crash into Ye Fan and Chen Nan, the vehicle swerved spectacularly.

Its movement was crisp, like that of a swordsman bisecting a stream of water. As the car executed a perfect drift, the orange beams from the tail lights drew a beautiful arc in the air. Finally, the Maybach came to a steady stop before Chen Nan and Ye Fan.

A door opened.

And a suited man wearing sunglasses stepped out of the vehicle.

The yellow lights of the street lamps gave his bronze colored skin a metallic sheen, and provided a powerful visual impact. Under the suit, his vigorous muscles bulged and looked ready to rip the restraining clothes to shreds.

It seemed Chen Nan was weak against muscle-bound hunks like him. She looked like she had gone into heat, the moment she saw him.

"Handsome!" she blurted out unconsciously.

When Ye Fan heard this, the corner of his eye started twitching.

Just as expected, women were a group who played double standards. Earlier, she had been acting like an aloof and beautiful CEO, and glaring her workers into obedience with her icy cold look. And now, she had turned into a fan girl in front of the muscle-bound hunk.

But Chen Nan was just exhibiting the youthful exuberance that was normal for girls her age.

After all, she was just a young girl, not older than twenty.

The man pulled down his sunglasses, tilted his head to look and then directed a question to Chen Nan.

"Is this the Shengtian Restaurant?" he asked in a deep voice.

Chen Nan nodded her head hurriedly and asked, "You are?"

Instead of answering, the man sank his qi into his dantian, faced the direction of the restaurant and yelled, "The Boxing King Huo Dun is here! The person who has invited me here tonight, get out here and welcome me!"

"...get out here and welcome me-"

Boom-

Huo Dun truly lived up to his title. He had managed to demonstrate the power of the Boxing King with just a shout.

A strong wind started to blow and stir up the area.

"You... You are the Boxing King Huo Dun?"

Chen Nan was taken aback. The VIP she had been waiting for was finally here.

"Quick, the welcoming party-"

"Come out here and welcome Mr. Huo~"

Chen Nan's job tonight was to receive Huo Dun. Now that the VIP himself was here, it was time for her to get busy.

Meanwhile, inside the VIP room in Shengtian Restaurant, Chen Ao and his associates were still having their meeting. When they heard the shout, however, their expressions changed. "Quick! The Boxing King is here!" "Let us go down to welcome him-"

A clamor broke out in the room.

All at once, the group inside the restaurant started moving. Chen Ao led the leaders of Jiangdong downstairs to welcome the VIP.

"Welcome, Mr. Huo!"

"Welcome, Mr. Huo~"

Just then, both sides of the path were filled with restaurant employees. The ladies were wearing cheongsams while the male employees were wearing the red uniforms provided by the restaurant.

All the greeters bowed at the waist to welcome Huo Dun and, under their gaze, the Boxing King stepped onto the red carpet. Accompanied by Chen Ao and his associates, Huo Dun walked proudly up to the restaurant.

"Boxing King, Huo Dun?"

Ye Fan, who was standing among the welcoming party, shook his head and smiled.

He thought that Huo Dun was putting on airs. They still didn't know if the Boxing King was worth his salt and, yet, he had insisted on receiving a personal welcome from the leaders of Jiangdong.

Even he had not received such a welcome.

"Miss Chen, since the welcoming ceremony is already over, can I go do my shopping now?" Ye Fan asked with an awkward smile.

Just now, Ye Fan had not wanted to participate in the welcoming ceremony. But unexpectedly, Chen Nan had shanghaied him into becoming one of the greeters.

"Okay okay okay. Just go and return as soon as possible." Chen Nan waved her hand dismissively and let Ye Fan go. It seemed she was going to give him a task upon his return.

It didn't take long for Ye Fan to complete his errand and, soon, he returned with his shopping in a large plastic bag.

When she spotted him, Chen Nan lashed out at Ye Fan again. "Stop dilly-dallying! Come on, hurry up!" "Go to the VIP room and serve tea to the guests."

"Be careful and don't mess up. Everybody here is a VIP. Anyone in there can just squash you with a finger."

Since Chen Nan was making Ye Fan serve tea to the guests, it looked like she was really using him as a laborer.

Ye Fan did not refuse. He held the tea pot in one hand and entered the room. At the same time, he placed his shopping on a table beside the door.

The lights inside the VIP room were turned off, so nobody noticed Ye Fan's entrance.

At this moment, everybody was watching a video on the screen before them.

It appeared to be a blurry recording from a CCTV camera. But a figure in black clothing could be seen. He was standing under the night sky and surrounded by several dozen burly men. "Is that you, Wu He-Rong?"

"It has been ten years already. I did not expect you to be still alive!"

"But you life will come to an end today-"

"I, Niu Chao-Yang, will rid Jiangdong of a scourge like you-"

Crash-

On the screen, a mass of men surrounded and rushed toward the black-clothed man.

And Wu He-Rong, who had been standing composedly in their midst, suddenly threw a punch.

Bam-

Arrgh-

After a moment of chaos, only Wu He-Rong remained standing upright. All of his attackers had collapsed on the floor.

Toward the end of the clip, gun shots could be heard. But they changed nothing. Every single one of Wu He-Rong's attackers died in the end, including Niu Chao-Yang, the head of the Niu family. His dark red blood flowed like a stream from his throat and covered the floor.

"Mm?"

"The punch just now?" Someone had paid attention and frowned, when the sound of the punch rung out in the room. But that had gone unnoticed by everyone else.

After the end of the clip, Chen Ao told his daughter to turn on the lights.

"Mr. Huo, this is the audio-visual data that we have gathered on Wu He-Rong."

"Oh yes, we have also found a fist print left behind by Wu He-Rong on the scene. Please have a look at it. I will get somebody to bring it over."

Chen Ao waved his hand, and one of his underlings went downstairs to fetch the fist print.

Just then, it was very quiet in the room. While the video recording of the massacre continued to play on a loop, many among the audience looked fearful and sombre.

Chen Ao had a serious expression on his face, and Li Er was so frightened that he could not stop trembling.

Not one of them could know for sure if they would be the next one to die.

"Ai, are you an idiot?"

"Why are you just standing around?"

"Quick, go serve the tea!"

"Serve Mr. Huo first-"

Just as the leaders of Jiangdong were worrying about Wu He-Rong, Chen Nan suddenly poked Ye Fan from behind. She glared fiercely at him and inwardly scolded him for being a dullard. She was almost speechless at how slow-witted he was.

I told you to serve tea! Not to stand around and daydream!

Ye Fan nodded and went to serve the tea.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the video clip. No one would notice a mere server going around with a tea pot.

And Ye Fan's attention was not on the tea either. He was thinking about the punch thrown by the black-clothed man.

This technique. Why does it look so familiar?

Ye Fan frowned.

"Damn!"

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"Are you an idiot?"

"Don't you know how to serve tea?"

Because Ye Fan had been distracted by the mysterious fist technique, he failed to noticed that the tea cup was already filled to capacity. The scalding liquid overflowed and splashed onto Li Er.

It hurt him so much that he jumped up from his seat immediately. And while in the throes of rage, he started scolding Ye Fan.

"This is just not my day!"

"Are you freaking blind?"

"Don't you have eyes?"

"Why are you pouring when the cup is already full?"

"Screw your wife!"

Li Er was so angry that he almost slapped the server.

Damn it!

This idiot-

When Chen Nan saw what happened, she cradled her forehead with her hand.

This is bad!

She inwardly scolded Ye Fan for being useless and causing trouble for her.

Chen Nan hurried forward to mediate. "Master Li Er, are you alright? This is my fault, all my fault. I used the wrong person for the job. Are you hurt badly?"

And then, Chen Nan turned around to yell at Ye Fan. "You bastard! Look at what you have done! Quick! Apologize to Master Er right now!"

Ye Fan slowly put down the tea pot and looked up. Just then, he had a frosty expression on his delicate face. He looked at Li Er and asked, "Whose wife are you going to screw?"

His tone was sinister and infinitely cold.