The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO-Chapter 302 - 300: Selling to Africa?

Ye Huan didn’t speak. After walking into the container, he sat directly across from Bai Tianming and also picked up a couple of peanuts to chew on.

While chewing, he squinted, smiling, and asked, "Patriarch Bai, it’s really been a while. How have you been lately?"

"Thanks to you, I’ve been lying in the ICU for three days. Just got out today, so that’s decent, isn’t it?" Bai Tianming sneered, and even though his head was wrapped in bandages, it was still clear that his face was swollen beyond recognition.

"Ah, I’m truly sorry, I didn’t control the strength of that slap well, otherwise..." Ye Huan sighed, "Otherwise, you’d probably be on your way to reincarnation by now."

"You..."

Bai Tianming suddenly leapt up, the corner of his mouth twisted in anger.

Taking a deep breath to suppress his rage, he sat down again and tossed a couple more peanuts into his mouth, chewing them fiercely.

Just then, Zhao Ritian lit a Hongtashan, sat down with one leg on the ground and the other bent, his arm resting on his knee.

He blew out a smoke ring, and asked playfully:

"Boss Ye, I’ll be straightforward. When you’re here to discuss cooperation with me, is it under the name of the Bai Family, or your own name?"

"Bai Youling made it very clear over the phone, it’s under the name of the Bai Family." Ye Huan’s expression didn’t change.

"Oh?" Zhao Ritian asked "surprised": "The identity of the Bai Family? So, Bai Youling is truly the heir of the Bai Family?"

"Of course."

Ye Huan’s brief response infuriated Bai Tianming.

"The heir of the Bai Family is my son! When did it become his turn?" Bai Tianming pointed at Bai Youling, who was lying on the ground feigning death, his face full of rage as he questioned angrily.

Ye Huan smirked and said, "With the crimes your son committed, the starting point is at least the death penalty, and you still plan for him to inherit the Bai Family? What you’re suggesting is that you’re planning to move the Bai Family’s household register along with your son to the Underworld?"

"Sharp-tongued!" Bai Tianming was so angry that his face shook with rage, his voice deep like an about-to-explode angry lion, "Let me tell you, even if my son is executed, the Bai Family won’t be inherited by an ingrate like Bai Youling."

"No!"

Ye Huan squinted and smiled, "Precisely because he’s an ingrate, that’s why he qualifies to inherit the Bai Family."

"..."

Bai Tianming was stunned.

Then he understood the meaning behind Ye Huan’s words.

He twisted his mouth in a sneer, spat to the side with disdain, his voice still low:

"You mean, because Bai Youling has cozied up to you, he has the qualification to inherit my Bai Family?"

"Kid, you’re too arrogant, too ridiculous!"

"Even if you kill my son, there is still me, the patriarch of the Bai Family, when is it your outsider’s turn to take charge!?"

"Ah, Patriarch Bai, you’re mistaken, this is easy to handle, just take you out." Ye Huan raised his brow, expression serious, eyes "earnest".

As soon as the words fell.

A cold gun muzzle pointed directly at Huan’s brother’s forehead.

Zhao Ritian, puffing on a cigarette, held a Bocar-47 pistol.

He blew out a smoke ring onto Ye Huan’s face, speaking blandly: "Kid, my brother Zhao Ritian, is that someone you can just take out? You’re giving me no face here."

"Is your face worth a lot?"

Ye Huan’s uncompromising and playful response stunned everyone.

Then...

There was roaring laughter!

"Haha, this kid really isn’t afraid of death."

"This kid... probably doesn’t even understand his situation now? Being held at gunpoint, surrounded by us, and still daring to be so arrogant? Even if the most badass hero came, they wouldn’t be this audacious!"

"Honestly, I’ve lived this long and this is the first time I see someone like this, it’s really an eye-opener."

The underlings looked at each other, then broke into roaring laughter again.

Bai Youling, lying on the ground pretending to be dead, wanted to cry but had no tears.

Ye Huan, you might be tough, and your status and background are indeed strong.

But distant help can’t quench present thirst!

A gun is pointed right at your head, there are over twenty armed men standing around. As soon as the trigger is pulled, your head will explode!

Even if your people want revenge, you would’ve already been executed by then!

It’d be one thing if you were executed, but did you not consider at all that standing next to you is me, an "innocent bystander"!?

If you truly anger Zhao Ritian, it’ll not just be you who dies, but I’ll be implicated too!

This is really unlucky, why are these spoiled brats so clueless? Can’t they have a bit of intelligence!?

Do you think you can block bullets with your body, or do you believe you can overpower over twenty armed enemies?

This is a death wish!

The more Bai Youling thought about it, the angrier he got, cursing Ye Huan in his heart.

If it weren’t for this kid, how could he be indulging in the daytime fantasy of becoming the heir of the Bai Family?

Now it’s great, not only can’t he become an heir, but he’s also offended Bai Tianming and might directly be dragged down and killed by Ye Huan!

Unlucky, really unlucky!

Bai Youling was so upset, yet he didn’t dare to act out, for if he crossed Zhao Ritian’s path, he might very well be executed on the spot.

It took a whole minute for Zhao Ritian to come back to his senses.

Then, he looked at Bai Tianming and earnestly asked, "Tianming, this kid... does he have some IQ problems?"

"Yeah, if his IQ wasn’t a problem, he’d probably be scared to death by now, who would still dare to mouth off to us?" Bai Tianming echoed sarcastically.

Zhao Ritian stroked his chin, smacking his lips twice, said:

"Low IQ, very enthusiastic about mining."

"Those guys in Africa love these low IQ ones very much."

Speaking up to here, Zhao Ritian turned his head, took a good look at Ye Huan, grinned, revealing a set of big yellow teeth, and laughed:

"Kid, I think you’d be great for mining in Africa, do you think you’re suitable?"

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