196: Chapter 196 Capital Strangulation with Fire in the Backyard

Wang Fugui left decisively, taking large strides.

He found the custom silk bathrobe bothersome and had pulled it loose, leaving half of his bronze shoulders exposed, every line radiating the tension of wild growth.

Returning to the second floor, he conveniently locked the door behind him and stripped off the tight outfit in a few quick motions.

"Damn, this is suffocating. These clothes aren't even as breathable as a burlap sack."

Wang Fugui muttered to himself, dove into the bathroom, and turned on the cold water.

Sshhh—

The icy jet of water hit his body, instantly kicking up a thin layer of white mist from his high skin temperature. This chill, which would give anyone else a cold, barely managed to calm the frantic blood energy surging within him from being full.

The person in the mirror still had that honest gaze, but his physique looked as if it had been carved out of marble.

His muscles were as deep as engravings, his veins pulsed faintly, and standing there, he looked like a fierce beast ready to pounce at any moment.

Meanwhile, downstairs.

The female tycoons who originally controlled the province's garment industry lifelines were now red-eyed and surrounding Chen Yun without any regard for their image.

"President Chen, I'll sign for three years of exclusive supply from Haitian Textile! As for the price... you decide, as long as I don't lose money!"

Zhao Yulan's hand holding the pen was still shaking, and her heartbeat hadn't stabilized yet. Her mind was filled with that scent that made one's bones go soft.

Chen Yun elegantly crossed her legs and sat in the center of the sofa where Wang Fugui had just been sitting.

His body heat still lingered there.

Chen Yun took a secret breath, her eyes becoming extremely sharp, like a queen who had just finished inspecting her territory.

"President Zhao, no rush. Director Sun, I heard Datong Logistics is still helping Zhou Boxiong transport cotton yarn?"

Sun Hong slumped in her chair, her originally exquisite makeup a bit messy from the heat earlier. Hearing this, she shrieked as if pricked by a needle:

"That was half an hour ago! I'm giving the order right now: anyone who dares to haul the Zhou Family's goods, this old lady will smash their rice bowl! From now on, Datong will handle all of Flourishing Development's goods for free. If anyone dares to cause trouble, I'll make them disappear directly on the provincial highway!"

Chen Yun smiled.

This was exactly the effect she wanted.

Under the impact of Wang Fugui's domineering pheromones, commercial rationality and partnerships had all become scrap paper in the trash can.

These women now only wanted to find ways to offer sacrifices to that 'god'.

...

At the same time, at the most luxurious "Prosperous World" nightclub in the provincial capital.

Inside the Imperial Suite, smoke filled the air.

"President Ma, with this wave of supply cuts, that woman Chen Yun definitely won't last three days."

Zhou Tianhao, his face full of fatty flesh, smiled extremely lewdly. "When she can't hold out anymore, won't she have to obediently come to President Ma's bed for you to manipulate?"

President Ma was the local tyrant of the provincial capital's fabric circle and a die-hard ally of the Zhou Family.

He held a pretty young mistress in his arms, sipped some imported liquor, and sneered, "A woman who runs a business wants to fight me? Tomorrow, when she can't pay her wages, I'll make sure she knows what a real man is!"

"Of course, who in the circle doesn't know about President Ma's stamina?" Zhou Tianhao laughed loudly. "Chen Yun is keeping a little white face named Wang Fugui. I heard he's quite capable. Once I take over Flourishing Development, I'll start by crippling both his hands..."

BAM!

The suite door was kicked open by a massive force.

Several doormen bodyguards were thrown in like dead dogs, smashing right onto the liquor table, shattering bottles everywhere.

"Who's looking for death?!" President Ma jumped up, pulling up his pants.

After seeing the newcomer clearly, he froze completely.

The person who entered wasn't some enemy, but his legal wife, Wu Su.

Wu Su's hair was a bit messy, but her eyes held an unprecedented madness. She had just come back from Imperial View Bay, and her mind was filled with that wild look in Wang Fugui's eyes.

Looking at her pot-bellied, greasy-faced husband in front of her, she almost vomited on the spot.

"Wife, why... why are you here?" President Ma forced himself to stay calm.

SLAP!

A loud slap sent President Ma spinning in a circle.

Wu Su followed up with another backhand slap, delivered with extreme decisiveness.

"Ma Jianguo, listen closely."

Wu Su leaned into his ear, her voice bone-chillingly cold. "From now on, all your factories, shares, and accounts are to be transferred to my name. Otherwise, I'll have you eating prison food tomorrow. I've already prepared the evidence of your tax evasion."

"Are you crazy?!" President Ma roared, clutching his face.

"I am crazy, crazily obsessed with that man."

Wu Su sneered, her eyes full of contempt. "Look at your pathetic state; you aren't even worthy of carrying President Wang's shoes. A scrawny dog like you thinks you're fit to plot against a true dragon?"

President Ma was completely bewildered.

He didn't understand how his usually submissive wife, who only knew how to go shopping, had returned from a fashion show as a man-eating tigress.

...

Two o'clock in the morning.

At Building Ten of Imperial View Bay, the last of the lingering female tycoons was seen off.

Scorpion was leading her people in a final cleanup of the hall.

"Sister Scorpion, this sofa..."

A young female bodyguard pointed at the main sofa, her face red as a cooked shrimp.

Scorpion walked over, her fingertips sliding across the leather surface as if she could feel the residual heat.

Her breathing suddenly heavy, her eyes filled with suppressed fanaticism.

"No need to wash the sofa. Take it away and burn it, then replace it with the most expensive one."

Scorpion looked up at the lit window on the second floor and subconsciously licked the corner of her mouth.

Inside there was the true battlefield.

...

Second-floor bedroom.

The air conditioning was already at its lowest setting, but Wang Fugui still felt a ball of fire stuck in his chest.

The heat energy converted from those five bowls of rice was crashing through his limbs and bones, desperately needing an outlet.

Creeak—

The door opened, and Lin Xiaocao, wearing an extremely thin silk camisole dress, dove into his arms like a little deer.

"Brother Fugui, those bad women have finally cleared out."

Little Grass hugged him tightly, her nose filled with the fresh scent of soap mixed with Wang Fugui's own potent hormones, making her limbs go weak instantly.

"Sister Yun said we're going to make a fortune, and no one will dare bully us from now on."

Wang Fugui reached out to rub her small head and lifted her onto his lap like a little chick.

"I don't understand making a fortune. I just want to know if I can get a full meal when I wake up tomorrow?"

Wang Fugui's old face turned red as he chuckled honestly, "Just now, I only ate until I was half full. My stomach is still acting up."

Lin Xiaocao, both shy and annoyed, punched his iron-like pectoral muscle.

"Just starve to death then!"

Click.

The door was closed again and completely locked.

Chen Yun, wearing that red qipao that represented her status, walked over with a swaying gait.

She leaned against the doorframe, her narrow eyes full of naked possessiveness.

"Little Grass, stay to the side. You can't handle this brute alone."

Chen Yun leaned down, holding a bank card that emitted a black-gold luster. She provocatively slid it down Wang Fugui's abs, finally tucking it into the fold of his bath towel.

The coldness of the card, the scalding heat of the skin.

"Fugui, there's five million in sincerity money on this card."

Chen Yun slowly knelt on the thick carpet, looking up, her voice hoarse and alluring:

"The money is all yours. You can eat as many delicacies as you want."

"But tonight... Big Sister wants to eat her fill."