"Damn, damn, everyone should die, they all deserve to die!"
With a savage look, he stood up, frantically looking out the window toward Xiaohe Village...
At this moment, he really wanted to tear Xiaobei and Song Yaling to pieces...
...
Over in Xiaohe Village, Song Yaling looked at Xiaobei and said softly, "Xiaobei, I hadn’t realized before just how sharp your tongue is! That guy must be livid after what you said."
Song Yaling had had some previous interactions with that scumbag...
So, she knew he was utterly petty and narrow-minded.
And precisely because of his pettiness, Song Yaling was sure he had to be furious now.
"That’s his problem!"
With a lazy smile, Xiaobei picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp.
Just after finishing his tea, he heard a slightly nervous voice, "Xiaobei, we’re in complete conflict with them now, so we need to be a bit careful, otherwise, it could really be irreversible!"
Hearing the tension in her voice, Xiaobei chuckled lightly, "It’s not that it could be irreversible, it’s definitely going to be, but it won’t be for us; it’ll be for those scumbags. Now, tell me about the Hotel Association! I didn’t really know anything about it before."
As Xiaobei finished, he voiced his curiosity...
Previously, Xiaobei hadn’t really heard much about the Hotel Association.
Hearing Xiaobei’s curious inquiry, Song Yaling organized her thoughts slightly and said in a subdued tone, "The Hotel Association is actually a very loose organization. In the beginning, we just gathered together to exchange ideas, but you know some people crave power."
"That’s true!"
Xiaobei knew, people are different...
Some people just like being in power...
Seeing Xiaobei understood, Song Yaling continued, "Because some people enjoy power, gradually, our Hotel Association developed a president and vice president. Initially, they were just figureheads, but soon they started giving orders... it was annoying to me, so I rarely attended meetings!"
"Hmm!"
Xiaobei nodded slightly!
Xiaobei knew, Song Yaling really didn’t like being a leader...
Otherwise, given the scale of her hotels, she could easily take a position as a vice chairman or something.
"Alright, I understand quite a bit about your so-called association now, I’ll think carefully about how to counterattack!"
"Okay! From now on, I’ll leave everything to you, if anything happens, you have to cover for me!"
Hearing her absolute trust, Xiaobei rubbed his nose with slight resignation, "You really trust me!"
"If I don’t trust you, who can I trust? Besides, I’m just a weak woman, what do you expect me to do at a time like this!"
"Weak woman???"
Xiaobei’s face was full of black lines...
To be honest, Xiaobei actually knew that even if he didn’t step in, she would have a way to handle everything...
...
After a while, Xiaobei had some ideas. At that moment, Xiaobei asked seriously, "Now tell me in detail about Feng Bing’s father, Feng Dabing, and those two vice chairmen, let’s start with them!"
"Start with them? How?"
"Just wait and see, soon they’ll be crying with no place to cry!"
"Then I’ll wait and see! By the way, I’ve already ordered the hotel to temporarily close!"
"Close? That’s a big loss!"
"Not at all! It’s low season now, and because a new hotel is about to open, I previously sent a lot of people out for training, so right now, closing temporarily is really a minimal loss for me, almost negligible."
"That’s fine, we’ll play with them properly, I want them crying with no place to cry!"
As Xiaobei coldly smiled and prepared to strike back, Feng Dabing, Sun Yanshui, and Li Fengyun gathered again!
Feng Dabing glanced at them and said indifferently, "So? Have the orders been issued?"
The orders he referred to were, of course, about dealing with Song Yaling’s hotel!

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