CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 42 THE CRAZY ZHAO WENBIN

Zhao Wenbin cursed furiously, "Ye Feng, you beast, you dare to have someone beat me? I want to make sure you can’t set foot in Lin Tian City, I want you swindlers to disappear from Dragon Country forever. I’m telling you, even if you offer ten times the price for that land, I won’t sell it to you. Even if I’m offered only one-tenth of the price, I’d rather sell it to the Wan Family. Don’t you ever dream of getting it."

"Shut up!" Just at that moment, Zhou Zhengyuan exploded with anger; he could not stand the sight any longer.

"Who dares to tell me to shut up!" The pain of losing his father had driven Zhao Wenbin to the brink of madness.

Zhou Zhengyuan glared at Zhao Wenbin: "Zhao Wenbin, open your eyes wide and take a good look at who the fuck I am!"

Zhao Wenbin was taken aback, turned to look at Zhou Zhengyuan, and was instantly dumbfounded, his speech becoming stammered: "Zhou... Mr. Zhou, what... what are you doing here?"

Zhou Zhengyuan and Zhao Wenbin’s father were hospitalized together, which Zhao Wenbin knew, as he had visited them before.

When he visited Zhou Zhengyuan before, his condition didn’t seem much better than his father’s.

But now Zhou Zhengyuan was standing before him, vibrant and full of life, which took Zhao Wenbin completely by surprise.

Zhou Zhengyuan angrily said, "Zhao Wenbin, you hold an important position; mind your language! As for the land owned by Golden Dragon Group, I’ve decided to let the Lin Group develop it, and you no longer need to worry about it! Right now, I demand you immediately apologize to young friend Ye Feng!"

"How could this be!" Zhao Wenbin was stunned, his eyes brimming with thick hatred.

"Ye Feng, I don’t know what method you used to get Mr. Zhou to help you, but if you think I’ll apologize to you, dream on! I will never apologize to a swindler like you, I absolutely will not bow down to a swindler!" Zhao Wenbin was resolute in his defiance.

"Asshole! How could Ye Feng possibly be a swindler? If anyone’s a swindler here, it’s Wan Tianhua and that goddamn medical team!" Zhou Zhengyuan shouted angrily, fury shining in his eyes.

At this moment, Wan Tianhua and a blond, blue-eyed man stood close behind, their faces a picture of embarrassment. Wan Tianhua quickly spoke up, "Elder Zhou, please be responsible with your words. Dr. Brian’s team is indeed professional, all their credentials can be verified, and you can even check directly with the World Medical Association!"

"Humph!" Zhou Zhengyuan snorted coldly: "Verification? What good is that if you can’t cure people? You brought these people to treat me last week and they couldn’t figure out a damn thing; in the end, wasn’t it young friend Ye Feng who cured me?"

"What!" Zhao Wenbin shouted in surprise: "Mr. Zhou, are you saying that medical team came last week?"

"That’s right. They came to see me last week, and they knew nothing!" Zhou Zhengyuan said.

Zhao Wenbin was dumbstruck upon hearing Zhou Zhengyuan’s words, then turned his furious gaze to Wan Tianhua: "Wan Tianhua! You deceived me!"

That medical team had arrived last week, but Wan Tianhua, in order to create a sense of urgency and to make Zhao Wenbin more grateful to him, had deliberately not allowed the medical team to come until now.

Their arrival now was utterly pointless; Zhao Wenbin’s father had already died.

Zheng Yonggang sneered: "Zhao Wenbin, if you had let Mr. Ye take action just now, perhaps your father might have been out of danger..."

"I..." Zhao Wenbin stood there in utter despair.

Filled with immense regret, he thought about how the medical team couldn’t cure the illness, but Ye Feng did. If he had believed in Ye Feng and let Feng intervene, his father might still be alive now.

But then, thinking again, Zheng Yonggang remembered that it was Traditional Chinese Medicine that had made his father’s toxicity worsen, and he remained full of animosity toward Traditional Chinese Medicine and Ye Feng: "It’s all because of you swindlers. Everything comes from you frauds; even if you could cure my father, it was your swindling Traditional Chinese Medicine that aggravated my father’s condition to this dire state!"

"Are you looking for death?" Ye Feng said calmly, uttering three words so flat they reached the extreme.

In an instant, the hospital corridor became eerily silent, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Everyone clearly sensed the powerful aura emanating from Ye Feng, feeling as if they were standing next to an insurmountable peak.

The oppressive force made it incredibly difficult for them to even breathe; even Zhou Zhengyuan felt a chilling fear and his look turned cautious in the face of Ye Feng’s formidable presence.

"Zhao Wenbin, I had originally planned to let this go considering your lifelong reputation for integrity and righteousness. But you have repeatedly insulted Traditional Chinese Medicine, which is a profound part of Dragon Country’s culture, the foundation of our heritage. Countless ancestors have made endless contributions and expended so much energy on this path!

You’re insulting not just me, Ye Feng, but also those countless predecessors. Today, I will not let you off; you can forget about keeping your position. From now on, go be an ordinary citizen; no enterprise in Dragon Country will ever employ you!"

Ye Feng spoke with utter confidence. Hearing his words, Zhou Zhengyuan’s eyes showed displeasure; surely Zhao Wenbin had gone too far.

But Ye Feng, daring to dismiss Zhao Wenbin’s career, still irked Zhou Zhengyuan, who believed Ye Feng was only being this arrogant because he was present.

Even if Ye Feng had cured his illness, Zhou Zhengyuan wouldn’t support Ye Feng in doing whatever he wanted.

Zhao Wenbin sneered, his gaze filled with contempt: "Ye Feng, who do you think you are? You actually want to dismiss me. Do you have that authority? Not even Mr. Zhou can simply say I’m dismissed and have it be so."

Everyone nodded; Li Linfeng and the others also felt Ye Feng was a bit too arrogant. They were all businessmen, different from Zhou Zhengyuan and his ilk, yet Ye Feng dared to suggest dismissing Zhao Wenbin, something not even Li Linfeng would claim to do.

Zhou Zhengyuan, frowning, looked at Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, if you want the land, that’s fine; I’ve agreed to that. But Little Zhao is a capable talent, and I can’t just help you remove him from his position like this. In our positions, we can’t abuse our power, do you understand?"

"If I want to dismiss someone, why would I need your help?" Ye Feng replied coldly, completely ignoring Zhou Zhengyuan’s dignity.

"Arrogant!" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, Zhao Wenbin’s contempt grew even stronger: "You scum, do you think Lin Tian City belongs to you? Laughable that you say you’ll dismiss me, simply ridiculous!"