Sun Qi!

The butler of the strongest family in Qi Lu!!

Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng panicked completely, their expressions filled with terror.

Although Butler Sun's position did not hold any overt power, he could influence the will of that high-and-mighty figure! A single word from him could affect the entire situation in Qi Lu! The mere Immortal Drink Group and Mo's financial group weren't even worth mentioning!

In front of true power holders, money was nothing but a plaything—or even considered rubbish!

However, even though they panicked upon seeing Butler Sun, Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng did not yield. They simply changed their attitude, looking at Butler Sun with fawning smiles.

"Butler Sun, you might not be aware, but the person sitting in that car is Young Master Qin Heng of the Daqin Group, a man of no ordinary status," Qian Zhenghai said with a slight bow. "That's a trillion-yuan business, famous both at home and abroad, and it collaborates closely with the nation..."

"And what has that got to do with me?" Sun Qi raised his hand, interrupting Qian Zhenghai. He said indifferently, "No matter how big the Daqin Group is, is it bigger than the law?"

"Of course not, certainly not," Qian Zhenghai quickly replied with a fawning smile, bowing and scraping in extreme sycophancy.

Even the wealthiest tycoons were powerless when it came to officials.

"Then why mention it?" Sun Qi tilted his head back slightly and snorted coldly. "Get him down here immediately to kneel before my younger brother, kowtow, and beg for forgiveness!"

"I want compensation for medical expenses!" Sun Biao clutched his head, grimacing. "My injuries are too severe! It should be at least five million—no, ten million in medical expenses!!"

"That's right! Ten million! Ten million!!"

"Isn't that too little? Given our boss's esteemed status, it should be at least twenty million!"

The surrounding thugs joined in the uproar. They always bullied the weak and feared the strong. Just moments ago, they were intimidated by Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng, but now, with Butler Sun backing them, they suddenly feared nothing.

"This..." Qian Zhenghai feigned a troubled expression and said with an ingratiating smile, "Butler Sun, what if I pay Brother Biao one hundred million? I'll make sure he doesn't suffer any loss. Could you let Mr. Qin go for now? What do you think?"

"I can also pay one hundred million," Mo Cheng said, his voice filled with respect for Sun Qi. "And in the future, the business profits of the Mo family can also pass by you for inspection. What do you think?"

For business to pass by him for inspection meant sharing the profits! The market value of the Mo financial group was in the tens of billions, and their profits were undoubtedly substantial. Even a small share would be an astronomical sum.

"Not interested," Sun Qi shook his head and huffed coldly. "You are the tycoons of Qi Lu. You dare to offer, but I don't dare to accept. Enough nonsense! Get that brat down here to kowtow and admit his mistake!"

"Butler Sun, Mr. Qin's family collaborates with influential figures in Beijing!" Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng pleaded once more. As the saying goes, a loyal servant dies for his master's honor; they saw themselves as Qin Heng's dogs and naturally couldn't stand by and watch him be humiliated.

"Qian Zhenghai! Mo Cheng! Look carefully! Where do you think you are?" Sun Qi suddenly roared, his eyes wide. "This is Qi Lu! Not Beijing! This is my territory! I'm counting to three. If you don't get that kid down here, the Immortal Drink Group and Mo's financial group will be shut down by tomorrow!"

"Brothers! These two don't seem very convinced, do they?" Sun Biao also raised the steel knife in his hand and laughed loudly. "Let's teach them a lesson! See these luxury cars? Smash them! Smash them hard!!"

"Alright!!"

"Haha! Good!!"

The air filled with their arrogant, hushed taunts.

More than thirty thugs, armed with various objects, began to frantically smash the luxury cars, each worth at least a million.

BANG! BANG! BANG!!

CLANG! CLANG!!

Glass shattered, car bodies caved in, and paint was scratched off.

It didn't take long for these dozens of luxury cars to be wrecked beyond recognition.

Qian Zhenghai and Mo Cheng trembled with anger, but they didn't dare utter a single word of protest.

Wealth, in the face of power, was truly worthless!

This Butler Sun was a favorite of the Family Head of the strongest family in the province!

He held sway over all of Qi Lu!

"Butler Sun, do we really need to take things this far?" Qian Zhenghai took a deep breath, looked at Sun Qi, and said in a low voice, "Is this really necessary?"

"Do you have any objections?" Sun Qi glared, his voice as cold as ice. "Qian Zhenghai, at your age, you've seen a lot. You should understand very clearly. No matter how wealthy someone is, in the eyes of people like us, they are still just ants we can crush at will! You, Mo Cheng, and that so-called Young Master Qin of yours—none of you are exceptions!"

"Alright... I... I'll go. Please wait a moment, Butler Sun." Qian Zhenghai's voice trembled as he walked with heavy steps toward the coach.

He approached Qin Heng.

His arrival caused a stir and speculation among the passengers.

"Wow! Boss Qian! It really is Boss Qian from the Immortal Drink Group! I've seen him on TV!"

"It actually is Boss Qian! Then who is that person down there who commands so much respect from him? Could it be someone even higher up?"

Qian Zhenghai reached Qin Heng's side and said, his face full of shame, "Young Master Qin, I am incompetent. Butler Sun wishes to see you. He's the secretary to the top official in the province, and that Sun Biao is his brother."

BOOM!

Everyone on the bus felt as if their heads had exploded, a loud ringing in their ears.

They all exclaimed in shock.

"My God! Brother Biao is actually the brother of Butler Sun, the provincial official's secretary! No wonder he's so powerful! We can't afford to offend him!"

"It's over! Young man, you're truly finished! There's no way out for you! He's not just a tycoon; he's a government official! Your life is over!!"

For ordinary folk, offending an official meant their life was undoubtedly ruined.

The looks people gave Qin Heng were filled with pity.

Even Song Ningran was a bit panicked. She whispered, "Qin Heng, perhaps... perhaps we should go see that Butler Sun?"

Since ancient times, merchants had been considered lowly. In modern times, money might reign supreme, and the status of wealthy businesspeople was unprecedentedly high. Yet, in the face of power, money and merchants were still just disposable tools, hardly worth mentioning.

"Rest assured, Mo Cheng and I will handle this. We'll ensure you don't suffer the slightest grievance!" Qian Zhenghai said respectfully to Qin Heng. "Young Master Qin, this time there's really no other way! The gap between wealth and power is too vast!"

"If that Butler Sun wants to see me, let him come up here himself." Qin Heng's eyes were half-closed, as if he were resting, showing little interest. He responded indifferently, "Even if the President of America came, he would have to come to me. There's no reason for me to go to him. A mere secretary—what is he?"

As soon as these words were spoken, terror filled the bus.

A thug who was hiding nearby recording the conversation heard a DING as the recording ended.

"You're done for!!"

The thug sneered, took the recording pen, got off the bus, and ran towards Butler Sun.

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