Chapter 45 Throw Out

ldn't help but laugh out loud."I'll strangle you." Bella said with恨意.Watching Bella put those round blue mountain coffee beans into the grinder, Wang Zheng couldn’t help swallowing a large mouthful of...Chapter 45: Chuck Out

The young man felt as if he had been humiliated when the other party ignored his existence so blatantly. He slammed the steering wheel hard and then got out of the car.

This young man’s name was Shangguan Qinglang, a nephew in the main branch of the Shangguan family and the second son of Shangguan Po's elder brother. Like his father, Shangguan Qinglang was extremely unsatisfied with Shangguan Jiazheng controlling the entire Shangguan clan. If this situation continued to develop like this, the next patriarch would definitely be Shangguan Poshui, while he, as the second grandson of the old patriarch, had no chance at all. This made it impossible for him to accept.

Today, when his father told him about Uncle Three suddenly falling ill, it was almost like a piece of great news for Shangguan Qinglang. His elder brother, Shangguan Yunxiao, was obsessed with the pastoral life and spent every day practicing calligraphy, farming, and raising horses. He showed no interest in the scheming commercial battles or inheriting such a vast fortune from the Shangguan family. If Shangguan Jiazheng fell ill at this time, and if Shangguan Poshui was too young to take over the position, then there would be a high chance that his father would become the new patriarch of the Shangguan family. Of course, with such a development, it also increased his own chances significantly.

Previously, relying on the power of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Qinglang could walk around in Beijing as if he were the lord. When others saw this Porsche Cayenne bearing license plate "京P8888", they would go out of their way to avoid it, knowing that the car belonged to Second Young Master Shangguan who was extremely arrogant and domineering, with few people daring to provoke him. But today, Wang Zheng didn’t know his place and actually blocked Great Young Master Shangguan's path with an unimportant old car. For Shangguan Qinglang, this was simply unbearable humiliation.

He drew out the pocket knife he never left without from his waist and used it to draw two large "X"s on the front and back doors of the Scirocco before stepping into the villa door with satisfaction, prepared to go see the joke Uncle Three would make of himself.

Hearing that extremely grating sound, Wang Zheng turned around just in time to catch sight of a face which was gloomy but exuding a sense of arrogant triumph. However, Wang Zheng had no interest in dealing with such spoiled brats now. As for Shangguan Qinglang drawing those marks on Sheng Fei's car, he would have plenty of ideas and time to get back at him.

Wang Zheng recognized this person—Shangguan Qinglang. Since he had become the bodyguard of Miss Shangguan from the main branch, he needed to know all these people well, including their temperaments, hobbies, car license numbers, everything Wang Zheng knew like the back of his hand.

The ground floor living room of the villa was already packed with people dressed in various high-end clothing. Judging by appearances, they were all members of the Shangguan family and mostly young men, likely younger generations coming to visit their ailing patriarch. However, these people did not seem at all mindful of the fact that someone was ill; instead, they were laughing and chatting away happily in the living room with no trace of sorrow on their faces, as if they were attending a wedding.

This might be one of the benefits and drawbacks of being born into an influential family. They had more money but less humanity.

The moment Wang Zheng entered the door, he attracted everyone's attention and started off a flurry of whispers among these Shangguan family members.

"Who are you"

A woman wearing a scarlet long dress asked. She looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old with decent looks. Although she wasn’t stunningly beautiful, her score would have been around seventy-five out of one hundred. Especially when she had painted on her lips an eye-catching bright red color that made her look very seductive and sexy.

However, at this moment, she frowned deeply, looking down on him while questioning him, which Wang Zheng found extremely irritating.

Wang Zheng knew that she was Shangguan Tianyu, the second daughter of Shangguan Jiahua, who was the second son of Shangguan Zheng.

However, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Wang Zheng's mouth. Without answering, he ignored Shangguan Tianyu and stepped up to the upper floor.

Wang Zheng was eager to check on Shangguan Zheng’s condition and thus had no patience for dealing with these idle rich二代who waited around for money; he didn’t want to engage in any verbal sparring with them.

"I said you haven't answered me yet! You’re not allowed to go upstairs!" Shangguan Tianyu shouted, her voice shrill.

At this moment, a gloomy-faced Shangguan Qinglang entered the room. Seeing that Shangguan Tianyu was confronting Wang Zheng, he took pleasure in it and said, "Who are you The affairs of the Shangguan family do not require outsiders to meddle! If you know what's good for you, leave immediately!"

In fact, whether it be Shangguan Qinglang or Shangguan Tianyu, or even these young members of the Shangguan clan sitting in the living room, they were all highly sensitive to Wang Zheng’s arrival as a stranger. For nothing else, just for the precarious position of family head and the additional share of annual dividends that could be gained from it, these people likely saw Wang Zheng as someone Shangguan PoPo had brought over to help her side. They did not want any aspect of their interests threatened.

Wang Zheng looked askance and said bluntly, "I am Shangguan PoPo’s bodyguard."

"Haha, a bodyguard!"

The group of spoiled young men in the hall seemed to have heard the funniest joke ever, starting to laugh with perfect synchronicity.

Even Shangguan Qinglang’s gloomy face had a mischievous smile: "Just a little bodyguard, get out quickly! You can't cure Third Uncle's illness anyway!"

Wang Zheng squinted his eyes and was too lazy to argue with this young master. At that moment, he heard Shangguan PoPo’s voice filled with surprise and anxiety.

"Wang Zheng, you've finally arrived! Come up quickly!" When Shangguan PoPo saw Wang Zheng standing at the staircase, she felt as though she had a mainstay.

Without question, Shangguan PoPo was like a golden canary in a cage; previously everything was handled by her father, and she didn't need to worry about anything. Now that her father suddenly fell ill, it felt like the sky had fallen apart for her. She wasn’t sure why, but upon learning of her father’s illness, Shangguan PoPo's first thought was Wang Zheng. As for where this idea came from, Shangguan PoPo didn't know and hadn’t delved into it deeply; perhaps each time Wang Zheng faced danger he turned it around, or maybe every time he fought alongside them with a sense of unparalleled security, she felt relieved to see him. Upon seeing Wang Zheng, half of the anxiety that had been weighing on Shangguan PoPo's heart was lifted.

"Stop right there!"

Shangguan Qinglang's face was far from clear: "Shishi, what’s the point of having a bodyguard involved in this situation Is he capable of curing Uncle Three’s illness What a joke!"

Shangguan Shishi had never liked her scheming brothers and sisters. This time, when their father suddenly fell ill, they came to gawk at the scene instead of offering help. Now, they were even laughing and fooling around in the living room. At this moment, Qinglang was deliberately delaying the situation—it was simply too much!

Wang Zheng laughed rather than getting angry. He looked at Shangguan Qinglang with a smile on his face, but there was no merriment in his eyes.

"That’s right!" Shangguan Tianyu also walked over with her arms crossed: "Shishi, big sister advises you to be careful. At such a crucial moment, don’t let outsiders take advantage of the situation. The wealth our Shangguan family has accumulated over the years shouldn't fall into the hands of those who harbor wicked ambitions. Although this bodyguard looks decent enough, he truly doesn’t measure up to your standards."

Shangguan Tianyu’s words had a double meaning and were clearly intended to provoke Shangguan Shishi.

"Just because my father fell ill, you start talking about family assets. Are you wishing for something bad to happen to him" Shangguan Shishi's eyes gradually turned cold, causing Tianyu to involuntarily take a step back.

"Wang Zheng, come up here." Shangguan Shishi leaned on the handrail and exuded considerable authority: "Anybody who dares to speak nonsense will be thrown out by you."

"Shangguan Shishi, what are you getting so arrogant about! What kind of attitude is this Even before becoming the head of the Shangguan family, you already act like this. If you ever become the patriarch, won’t you drive us siblings to extinction" A young man sitting in a corner stood up and spoke with indignation.

Before Shangguan Shishi could say anything, Wang Zheng had turned around and slowly approached the noisy scion.

"What are you going to do" Seeing Wang Zheng approach step by step, this young man felt an inexplicable fear.

"Shangguan Yili, I know who you are," said Wang Zheng with a warm smile: "You’re too noisy. Take a break."

With those words from Wang Zheng, his right hand moved like lightning to deliver a sharp chop to Shangguan Yili’s neck. This young man, drained of energy by alcohol and pleasure, offered no resistance as he collapsed weakly.

Then, Wang Zheng picked up the body of Shangguan Yili and threw him out of the window directly through it, causing a clatter. Even though it was just the first floor, many flower pots were likely smashed below.

How audacious! To actually knock out one of the Shangguan family’s legitimate heirs and throw him out the window—Wang Zheng's actions shocked everyone in the living room!

Shangguan Qinglang was about to speak, but upon seeing Wang Zheng's smirking eyes, she retreated.

"Hmph!"

It seemed that Shangguan Shishi approved of Wang Zheng’s actions; she harrumphed and glanced at the people downstairs before turning around and entering the room.

When Wang Zheng ascended the stairs, he turned his face to reveal a bright smile and then gave an obscene gesture toward Shangguan Qinglang!

Shangguan Qinglang saw this and her facial muscles trembled slightly. Under everyone's gaze, she left the villa with a dark expression without looking back.

In the main bedroom of the Shangguan family, Wang Zheng met this legendary figure who controls the giant commercial ship of China for the first time.

Although he had been serving as a bodyguard in the Shangguan family for quite some time, he had never once seen the head of the household.

The Shangguan Patriarch was very busy; he traveled both domestically and internationally every day. With such an enormous commercial empire spanning numerous industries, even though he had delegated most of his power to others, there were still many matters that needed his attention and decision-making.

Several times Wang Zheng had seen the Shangguan Patriarch in Juru Tower, but each time he deliberately avoided him. Whenever Shangguan Shishi went for an internship at Giant Fusion International, Wang Zheng would take a day off. What was the point of having leave if one didn't use it Was there something wrong with his brain

However, when he met the Shangguan Patriarch this time, it was already after he had fallen into a deep coma.

Suddenly Wang Zheng felt somewhat regretful for not having seen the Shangguan Patriarch in action at the business world.

But what Wang Zheng hadn't seen or realized was that the way the Shangguan Patriarch dominated the commercial scene resembled his own commanding presence on the battlefield.

The Shangguan Patriarch did not appear to have gained weight; his face was thin and revealed a resolute demeanor. From his expression, Wang Zheng couldn't perceive any of Cheng Kang's cunning or deceitfulness as a businessman—rather, he seemed more like an officer, completely different from the typical image of a businessman.ir own formidable strength and forget to make use of the things around them that could assist them.However, it was different for someone like Wang Zheng, who was considered a "weakling." They would fu...