Chapter 157: Who Says a Scholar Can't Fight?
"What a joke. What do you mean, 'hand over your grandfather?' I'm his daughter! When the Gu Family was in such dire straits, I risked everything to bring him home and take care of him. Seeing how hard I was working, my father was moved by my devotion and gave his shares to me. I didn't have time to manage the company because I was looking after him, so I gave the shares to my son. Is there a problem with that?" Gu Ying sneered, hands on her hips, completely dismissing Gu Feifei.
"And then there's you, Gu Feifei. Out of respect for my late brother, your father, I wanted to make sure you had a good life. Not only did I not take back the shares you held, but I even made you the company president. It's one thing to be ungrateful, but to actually scheme to seize power? Do you really think I'm a pushover?"
Seeing how hopelessly stubborn Gu Ying was, Zhang Long turned to Zhou Fan. "Bro, how about we just have the guys give her a good thrashing? This lady isn't as decisive or ruthless as President Chu!"
Zhou Fan was dumbfounded. He slowly turned to look at Zhang Long. 'Are you doing this on purpose, man? Don't you realize you're not exactly whispering?'
When he saw Zhang Long struggling to hold back a laugh, Zhou Fan was sure of it. 'This guy is definitely doing it on purpose, just trying to stir the pot and enjoy the show!'
"Aunt, I'll ask you one last time. The person and the shares—are you handing them over or not?" After hearing Zhang Long's words, Gu Feifei's face instantly turned cold, a hint of anger in her eyes. Although she still addressed Gu Ying as "Aunt," her tone was clearly much harsher than before.
"Heh, then let me tell you for the last time: whether it's the person or the shares, you can forget about it!" Gu Ying gave a disdainful sneer, then took a step back and waved to her bodyguards. A group of them immediately swarmed forward, glaring menacingly at Gu Feifei.
But what Gu Ying didn't notice was that the two men in strange attire who had been beside her not only failed to step forward but actually took two quiet steps back.
Wang Tianqing, who was hanging back, did notice this. Although he didn't meddle in family affairs, he was far from stupid; in fact, he was quite clever. He knew very well that these two were the men sent by the Grand Elder to protect Gu Ying, and they also served as the link between the Grand Elder and her.
At this moment, the fact that these two were retreating meant there was someone on Gu Feifei's side they were wary of, or at least someone they dared not offend.
So, Wang Tianqing quietly backed away, turned, and slipped off. As for his wife and son, he couldn't care less. It wasn't like he only had one son, and in his opinion, he and Wang Liang weren't even close. Survival was all that mattered.
Not only did Wang Tianqing notice, but Zhou Fan also caught the two men's actions. He slowly looked up, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. He glanced at the two men and casually lifted his right hand to touch his ear.
"Let's do it. There's no point in talking anymore." Gu Feifei looked at Gu Ying and her surrounding bodyguards, gave a self-deprecating smile, and turned to face Zhang Long.
"Go!"
Zhang Long roared with laughter, and with a great shout, the bodyguards he had brought charged forward.
"Younger Brother Zhou, do you think my bodyguards can win?" Zhang Long looked smugly at Zhou Fan. He was very confident in his men. Although the other side also had bodyguards, there were vast differences between them. His guys had fought alongside him for many years.
Whether in combat experience or fighting instincts, they were far beyond what ordinary bodyguards could compare to.
"Not necessarily." Zhou Fan naturally knew what Zhang Long was getting at, but he just smiled and shook his head. While Zhang Long's bodyguards were indeed quite good, it was obvious that Gu Ying's weren't ordinary either. 'They were probably trained by those two who just backed away.'
"Hahaha, Younger Brother Zhou, this time you're…" It was rare for Zhang Long to see Zhou Fan guess wrong. He laughed and turned to look at his bodyguards, intending to gloat, but his jaw dropped in surprise.
The fight he had expected to be a one-sided beatdown was actually a fierce struggle, and it even seemed like his men were being slightly suppressed.
Zhou Fan said nothing, simply nodding at Han Huan, who was not far away. Han Huan strode forward like a stalking tiger and plunged into the fray.
THWACK!
THWACK! THWACK!
Han Huan took them down with a single slap each. In the blink of an eye, he had already felled three or four of the opposing bodyguards.
After hitting the ground, several bodyguards tried to stand up and save face, but they discovered to their horror that from just a single slap, it felt as if a pocket of air was trapped in their chests, cutting off their breath. For a short time, they couldn't even stand, let alone save face.
"Wait, Younger Brother Zhou, isn't this the guy you sent to help Miss Gu manage the company?" Zhang Long looked at Zhou Fan in disbelief. With Zhou Fan away the past few days, he had gotten to know Han Huan a little. The man was usually so gentle and refined; he never would have guessed he was this formidable.
"Who says a scholar can't also be a warrior?" Zhou Fan gave a mysterious smile. 'To be able to serve as my butler, and to have escaped the pursuit of Ye Fei's men after my accident, how could Han Huan possibly be that simple?'