Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 528: When the Medical Bills are Spent

"Something else?" Skinny asked, turning his head toward Hao Jian.

Hao Jian walked up to him, took out a stack of bills, and stuffed them into Skinny's front chest pocket, "Here's some money for you."

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone was dumbfounded. Why would Hao Jian give him money? Didn't they hear him cursing?

"Why are you giving me money?" Skinny was also dumbfounded. Could cursing make money? Was this kid crazy? Did he enjoy being cursed at?

"It's for medical expenses. Take it and see a doctor!" Hao Jian said with a slight smile, and then threw a punch straight into his abdomen. Skinny immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground, slowly collapsing down.

"Let's go." Hao Jian gave Chen Zhiyan and the others a look and then walked toward his car.

Chen Zhiyan hurried to keep pace with Hao Jian, "You didn't kill him, did you?"

"No, I just crippled him a bit. Now he can lie in a hospital bed and learn how to get rid of his nasty and sharp tongue!" Hao Jian said coldly.

......

"Uncle, something terrible has happened!" Pan Jiyuan burst into Guo Bixi's office, shouting.

"What are you yelling about? Did wolves chase you here or what?" Guo Bixi looked up, asking impatiently.

"That new bastard... he went with Chen Zhiyan to find Qiu Shaohong's family," Pan Jiyuan said anxiously.

"What?" Guo Bixi stood up from his desk, his expression somewhat terrifying, "Why did he go to Qiu Shaohong's family?"

"I don't know, but I don't think it's anything good. He also took Qiu Shaohong's wife, daughter, and mother to stay in a hotel for over two hours. I guess they were probably gathering information about us," Pan Jiyuan replied.

Guo Bixi, extremely cunning, had never truly trusted Hao Jian, so he had Pan Jiyuan secretly follow Hao Jian, and sure enough, he discovered that Hao Jian had ulterior motives.

"Very well, very well, very well..." Guo Bixi said 'well' three times, his face filled with malice, realizing that Hao Jian had played him for a fool.

"I've always said that Hao Yingjun had ulterior motives. I think he came here just to oppose us," Pan Jiyuan said.

"Great, taking my money and messing with my plans," Guo Bixi's face turned ashen, hands on the surface of the desk, teeth almost gritted to pieces. "Since he wants to die, I'll help him achieve that!"

"Uncle, what should we do now?" Pan Jiyuan's eyes lit up, somewhat excited, because he too wanted to see Hao Jian dead.

"Call Song Kexin here. Tonight, I want to ruin that Hao bastard's reputation!" Guo Bixi hummed coldly, slamming the desk in anger.

He had previously considered Hao Jian an idiot, thinking he was not to be feared, but he was the real fool.

Soon enough, Song Kexin walked in, wearing a fiery red low-cut dress, looking incredibly sultry.

"I told you that kid was no good. We should have gotten rid of him early on. A whole day wasted, and in the end, we still have to deal with him," Song Kexin complained, then plopped down on the sofa.

"I called you here, not to listen to your whining," Guo Bixi glared fiercely at Song Kexin, her words seemingly a reminder of his own stupidity.

Song Kexin shrugged her shoulders, not daring to respond any further. She could see that Guo Bixi was in a bad mood. It was best not to rub him the wrong way at such a time.

"Tonight, we set a trap for him!" Chen Zhiyan said with a determined expression.

"You're not talking about using force, are you? Don't joke, not even Special Forces can match him. Who else could take him down?" Song Kexin scoffed.

"Who said I was going to use force? If I wanted to use force, why would I call you here?" Guo Bixi snorted.

"Then what's your plan?" Song Kexin asked.

"We'll do it like this..." Guo Bixi shared his plan with Pan Jiyuan and Song Kexin.

After hearing it, Pan Jiyuan and Song Kexin couldn't help but give Guo Bixi a thumbs up, exclaiming, "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! With this, the kid will definitely be ruined, and even if headquarters gets wind of it, they won't be able to say anything."

"I want that kid to know what happens when you cross Guo Bixi!" Guo Bixi sneered relentlessly.

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In the last couple of days, Hao Jian was not in good spirits. At first, he thought it was a simple case of corruption, but what he did not expect was that behind the corruption, there was also a hidden murder case.

Originally, he wanted to play games with Guo Bixi, but after seeing the plight of Ye Mei and her daughter, he completely lost his patience.

Hao Jian strode into the company, and Zhuang Weixiong was still sitting in the lobby as always, but without his former arrogance. After being disciplined by Hao Jian, he learned to keep a low profile and no longer dared to yell and bully the staff.

However, when Zhuang Weixiong saw Hao Jian come in, he lowered his head deeply, not daring to make eye contact, in case Hao Jian decided to beat him up on a whim.

Since the incident yesterday, Zhuang Weixiong was truly afraid of Hao Jian and would avoid him whenever possible.

But just because he didn't want to provoke Hao Jian didn't mean Hao Jian wasn't interested in dealing with him. After entering the company, Hao Jian first glanced at Zhuang Weixiong and then walked straight toward him.

Zhuang Weixiong sensed it and immediately panicked, looking up at Hao Jian with trepidation.

Hao Jian walked straight up and slapped Zhuang Weixiong without saying a word.

Everyone was stunned, casting surprised glances at Hao Jian, not understanding why he had hit Zhuang Weixiong again.

Zhuang Weixiong was also holding his face in grievance, looking at Hao Jian somewhat angrily, "Why did you hit me?"

"Don't you know to greet me when you see me? You good-for-nothing!" Hao Jian cursed.

Zhuang Weixiong stood there dumbfounded. Weren't these the exact words he had said to Hao Jian yesterday? Zhuang Weixiong was not stupid; he knew Hao Jian was deliberately picking on him.

Seeing Zhuang Weixiong remain silent, Hao Jian slapped him again, demanding angrily, "Aren't you going to say hello?"

"Hao... Brother Hao!" Zhuang Weixiong touched his face, speaking up with immense frustration.

"Smack!"

Another slap followed.

"Why hit me even after I greeted you?" Zhuang Weixiong complained tearfully.

The employees wanted to laugh because they had only ever seen Zhuang Weixiong bully others, but now they were seeing him being bullied instead.

"Call me 'Master', not 'Brother'!" Hao Jian scolded fiercely.

"You're taking advantage of me!" Zhuang Weixiong said plaintively.

"Will you call or not?" Hao Jian glared at him.

"Master..." In the end, Zhuang Weixiong swallowed his pride and called out.

"From now on, you should call me 'Master' whenever you see me. Aren't you a bit too old to be so damn rude?" Hao Jian voiced his disgust.

"Yes~" Zhuang Weixiong nodded emphatically, seething with anger inside, thinking, 'You know I'm not young, right? I'm older than you, yet calling you 'Master'?

"Good, you can be taught." Hao Jian patted Zhuang Weixiong's head as if he were patting a dog, which made Zhuang Weixiong feel utterly humiliated.

Only then did Hao Jian walk away satisfied, suddenly feeling much better in spirits.

Along the way, many employees came up to greet Hao Jian; the female staff invited him out for meals and to the movies, while the male staff couldn't stop offering him cigarettes.

"Boss, am I just going to let this guy keep shitting on me forever?" A security guard asked Zhuang Weixiong, not hiding his indignation.

Zhuang Weixiong watched Hao Jian's retreating figure and sneered with malice, "He won't be smug for long. After tonight, that guy will be completely disgraced and sent to rot in jail!"

"Oh, Hao Yingjun, I just happened to be looking for you." Hao Jian was waiting for the elevator when suddenly, as the doors opened, Pan Jiyuan stepped out with a smile.

Hao Jian was utterly puzzled, having no idea why Pan Jiyuan wanted to see him. Did the guy have something against him?

He also knew Pan Jiyuan liked Guo Bixi, so he held a deep animosity towards him. In such circumstances, why would Pan Jiyuan approach him voluntarily?

Trouble comes from unexpected places, Hao Jian always believed.

In his view, Pan Jiyuan must have had an ulterior motive.

"What do you want with me?" Hao Jian inquired, puzzled.

"Because Chen Zhiyan invited you out yesterday, we didn't get a chance to welcome you properly. So tonight, we plan to throw you another celebration party to welcome your arrival," Pan Jiyuan said with a smile, acting polite in order to lure Hao Jian into the trap set for him.

Hao Jian sneered. Did such a matter require a personal invitation from you? With the degree of hate you have for me, would you be so kind to invite me?

Hao Jian immediately spotted the flaw, suspecting that Pan Jiyuan and others were planning to set him up.

Seeing Hao Jian not respond, Pan Jiyuan became anxious and hurriedly said, "Tonight my uncle has arranged lots of beauties. You really wouldn't want to miss out."

"Beauties? Haha, why didn't you say so earlier! Alright, I'll definitely be there tonight!" Hao Jian laughed heartily and then gave Pan Jiyuan a hearty slap on the shoulder.

"Cough cough..." Pan Jiyuan felt as if he had been smacked by a bear's paw, coughing continuously with his face flushed red.

But he dared not lash out. Although he was nearly driven crazy with rage, he still managed to keep a smiling face, "Okay, then. We'll meet at the company entrance on time tonight."

"Fine, I'm off to get busy!" Hao Jian laughed boisterously, though he too wanted to know what Guo Bixi and the others were up to.

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After Hao Jian had left, the smile immediately froze on Pan Jiyuan's face as he said with profound contempt, "What an idiot!"

After completing the invitation to Hao Jian, Pan Jiyuan headed straight for Chen Zhiyan's office. For apart from dealing with Hao Jian tonight, he had other plans. Chen Zhiyan's attitude towards Hao Jian had given Pan Jiyuan a sense of crisis, and tonight he planned to throw caution to the wind.

"Zhiyan? Are you busy?" Pan Jiyuan pushed open the door to Chen Zhiyan's office and walked in with a sycophantic smile.

"Is there a problem?" Chen Zhiyan looked up at Pan Jiyuan, then indifferently lowered her gaze again, denying Pan Jiyuan any show of favoritism.