Chapter 139: People, the most dangerous thing is to lose sight of one’s own place!

Wang Zhong looked at Chen Feng with a mocking, mirthless smile. "Chen Feng, this surely isn't Chairman Xiao's idea, is it?"

The moment he dropped the honorific "Mr." from Chen Feng’s name, the air in the conference room seemed to freeze. Hostile glares, sharp as daggers, pierced into Chen Feng from every direction.

Unfazed by the murderous gazes of the shareholders, Chen Feng remained composed. He slowly picked up his teacup, took a leisurely sip, and then replied with an air of complete indifference, "Of course it isn't her idea. It’s mine. So, gentlemen, I suggest you sign the contract."

"Chen Feng, you have a lot of nerve! Who gave you the right to act like this?" one shareholder shouted as he stood up in fury.

"Exactly! Chen Feng, who do you think you are? To put it bluntly, you’re just a dog at Xiao Yu’s side. Since when is it your turn to bark here?" another shareholder added, glaring at him with contempt.

Wang Zhong gave a slight cough and looked at Chen Feng. "Chen Feng, we respect you for handling matters for the Liu Group on Chairman Xiao's behalf, but that doesn't give you the right to run wild here!"

Chen Feng looked back at Wang Zhong with a sneering smile. "So, Wang Zhong, does that mean you refuse to sign?"

"Naturally!" Wang Zhong replied coldly. "Furthermore, I expect at least twenty percent of the Liu Group's shares. This is no place for you to speak, Chen Feng. Bring Xiao Yu to see me!"

"Heh!" Chen Feng let out a scoff, cast a glance around the room, and a cold, sharp smile spread across his face. "It seems you all share the same sentiment?"

"Chen Feng, you should leave! You have no authority to speak for the Liu Group!" another shareholder stood up.

"Indeed. I truly wonder how Xiao Yu could have chosen such an idiot, daring to spout such nonsense here!" another mocked.

As the shareholders traded insults, Qi Sisi looked at Chen Feng with concern. In her eyes, Chen Feng could not compare to Xiao Yu; he lacked the inherent authority to suppress these shareholders.

"I’m truly sorry, but Ms. Xiao has entrusted me with full authority to handle everything. As for you shareholders, you are naturally within my purview as well," Chen Feng said with a bright smile. "However, if you refuse to sign, I'm afraid I have no other choice."

With that, Chen Feng smiled and pulled out his phone, quickly dialing a number. "Alright, you may come up now."

Everyone froze, sensing something strange about Chen Feng’s behavior. Why was he making a call? And who was coming up?

Moments later, two police officers appeared in the conference room. A wave of shock washed over everyone; no one had expected Chen Feng to call the police. It felt absurd—when had Chen Feng ever needed the police to settle business matters?

Wang Zhong was particularly stunned. "Chen Feng, what is the meaning of this?"

Before Chen Feng could answer, one of the officers spoke coldly. "Wang Zhong, you are suspected of economic crimes. We have obtained relevant evidence. Please come with us."

"What?" Wang Zhong’s pupils contracted. "What... what do you mean by this?"

"What do I mean?" Chen Feng took another slow sip of tea. "You’ve done quite a lot of dirty work, Wang Zhong. I think you’ve overlooked one thing: what leverage do you think you have?"

"Leverage?" Wang Zhong looked at Chen Feng, bewildered. "What are you talking about?"

"Yes, what gives you the right to make demands of me?" Chen Feng said calmly. "The shady things you’ve done—I only needed a brief investigation to uncover them. Tell me, what ability do you have to escape a prison sentence?"

Wang Zhong’s body began to tremble. While he had hated the Liu family, he had relied on their network of connections for protection. Without the Liu father and son, that network was useless to him. He was merely an employee who owned some shares, and as he aged, the Lius had stopped valuing him, keeping him far away from their true power structure.

"You..." Wang Zhong trembled violently. Chen Feng continued to smile at him. "Tell me, what right do you have to make these demands? You want to meddle in company finances? You want me to get lost? Heh, do you think you're worthy?"

*Thump.*

Wang Zhong collapsed into his chair, his face deathly pale. Chen Feng smiled and said, "Alright, you may take Wang Zhong away now."

As an officer stepped forward, Wang Zhong stood up in a panicked rage, struggling as he roared, "Chen Feng, you're discarding the worker after the job is done! How did Xiao Yu promise to treat me? Without my help, could she be where she is today? Let her come out! I want to see her!"

Chen Feng crossed his legs, watching him with a cold smile. "Wang Zhong, it seems you still don't understand. The most dangerous thing in life is failing to know your place. You always thought you were so important. Ms. Xiao had already promised to protect your interests, but your own greed got the better of you. Do you really think I couldn't see through your little schemes?"

"Chen Feng, you bastard!" Wang Zhong was pinned to the table and handcuffed, yet he continued to scream, "I tell you, you won't end well! None of you will have a good outcome!"

Chen Feng remained smiling, though his voice was chilling. "Wang Zhong, you’d best not resist, or you’ll add assaulting an officer to your charges. By the way, feel free to keep cursing me and Ms. Xiao. It doesn't matter. I’m actually quite curious—how much is your family's estate worth? I wonder how much of it was ill-gotten gain?"

"You!" Wang Zhong shivered and stopped resisting. He was terrified of Chen Feng's methods. He had thought Chen Feng was only targeting Liu Shihui, but the gun had turned on them in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhong was led out of the conference room.

*Hoo.*

Chen Feng exhaled, interlaced his fingers under his chin, and smiled at the remaining shareholders. "Now, does anyone else have any other opinions? If not, please sign the contracts. I can guarantee your interests, but as for your power—I'm sorry, I won't be giving you any of that."

The shareholders, who had been clamoring to drive Chen Feng out just moments before, fell silent, as if they had been strangled.

The tactic of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys had worked. With Wang Zhong gone, they all realized they were no match for Chen Feng—or rather, for the power behind him. None of their hands were clean, and Chen Feng could easily uncover their own secrets.

Qi Sisi looked at Chen Feng, feeling a strange illusion that it was Xiao Yu sitting there instead. While everyone else was still basking in the joy of dealing with Liu Shihui, Chen Feng was already calculating how to handle the shareholders.

He thought three steps ahead. Compared to Xiao Yu, Chen Feng's methods were still a bit raw, but they were more than enough to subdue these old foxes.

"It seems you're all very hesitant," Chen Feng raised a finger. "I'll give everyone some time to consider. I don't know, is ten seconds enough? If you don't think it over carefully, I'll have to make another phone call."

"Ten seconds?" Everyone shuddered as Chen Feng’s finger began to count down. "One, two, three..."

He spoke rapidly, reaching eight in the blink of an eye.

"I'll sign! I'll sign!"

One shareholder could no longer hold out. He wanted to meddle in company affairs for personal gain, but not at the cost of going to prison. Chen Feng held their lifeline, and they had no choice but to submit.

"Good, that's being sensible," Chen Feng smiled. "Go ahead and sign. We’ll all be better off for it, and your dividends will be secure."

One by one, the shareholders signed their names, not daring to oppose him further.

"That's more like it," Chen Feng said, flicking the contract. "You may leave now. As for your dividends, they will be deposited into your accounts. These are turbulent times; if your earnings are lower than expected, don't blame the company. Money is earned gradually, isn't it?"

The shareholders could only nod in agreement, not daring to say a word. Finally, like defeated roosters, they slunk out of the conference room.

"Whew!" Chen Feng stretched his limbs comfortably, handed the contract to Qi Sisi, and smiled. "Sister Qi, I leave the rest to you."