bigabreads Chapter 174 Wet Negotiation! Fourth Brother Carries Her onto the Conference Table
Chapter 174 Wet Negotiation! Fourth Brother Carries Her onto the Conference Table
"BOOM—!!!"
A deep, muffled thud made the entire Blackwater River dock tremble three times.
The steel behemoth "Wavebreaker" showed no sign of slowing down, and, amidst towering white waves and billowing black smoke, crashed directly into the private dock of the Iron Stake Ma family.
The fragile wooden walkway, in front of the steel bow, was like a crisp cookie, instantly crumbling and collapsing, sending up a cloud of wood chips and water mist.
This collision not only shattered the Ma family's last line of defense, but also destroyed all of Ma Sanye's dignity.
"Stop...stop! Stop now!!"
Old Master Ma, who had just been pulled from the icy river like a dead dog, was soaking wet and wrapped in a tattered blanket. He slumped shivering on the muddy bank.
He watched the enormous black shadow that was still closing in and almost pressing down on his face, and he was so terrified that his scream was split in two.
"laugh--"
With a piercing screech of pressure release, the towering steel behemoth, several meters high, finally came to a stop less than three inches from Master Ma's nose.
White steam billowed from both sides of the ship, instantly enveloping the entire dock in a misty haze.
In the hazy white mist, a long gangway slowly descended.
"Da, da, da."
The sound of leather shoes stepping on the metal gangway was crisp and cold, each step like stepping on Master Ma's heartbeat.
Qin Mo was the first to step forward.
He had straightened his clothes again; although his dark blue wool coat was a bit wrinkled, it still couldn't hide his refined yet roguish aura.
He had one hand in his pocket, and the other hand casually supported the person next to him. His eyes, behind his gold-rimmed glasses, coldly swept over the group of Ma family members on the shore who looked as if they had lost their parents.
And beside him.
Su Wan was wrapped in Qin Mo's large spare trench coat, huddled inside, with only her flushed face showing because of the "lack of oxygen" in the captain's cabin.
Her hair was half-dry, with a few strands sticking messily to the side of her neck. Her usually captivating eyes were now misty, revealing a seductive look as if she had been badly bullied.
"slow"
Qin Mo stopped, reached out, and gently adjusted her collar, his hand brushing against her still-damp earlobe.
Su Wan glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed, and tried to slap his hand away, but Qin Mo took the opportunity to grab it, their fingers intertwined.
"Second brother..." she whispered, "There are a lot of people watching."
"So what if it looks like that?"
Qin Mo chuckled lightly, his gaze sweeping over the terrified henchmen below:
"Their eyes now only see fear."
"And in my eyes..."
He lowered his head, brought his voice close to her ear, and said in a deep, husky voice:
"Only you."
……
"Second son."
Just then, a menacing voice came from the other side of the dock.
The crowd on the shore automatically parted to make way.
Qin Lie, wearing a black wolf-skin cloak and carrying a long-handled broadsword still covered in asphalt residue, strode over.
Behind him stood hundreds of fully armed, menacing security guards.
Qin Lie's gaze swept past everyone and locked onto Su Wan on the gangway.
When he saw Su Wan's wet hair and the trench coat that wrapped her up like a dumpling, an unnamed fire instantly ignited in his deep, abyss-like eyes.
"Qin Mo!" Qin Lie whirled around, his eyes flashing with the ferocity of a lion guarding its prey. "How the hell do you drive this boat?!"
"I told you to take Jiaojiao for a drive, and you took her into the river?!"
"Brother, please calm down."
Qin Mo pushed up his glasses, showing no fear of his elder brother's anger, and instead slowly and methodically straightened his cuffs:
"The waves are too big. In order to break the Ma family's iron chain formation, some... splashes are inevitable."
"and……"
"Jiaojiao, hold on tight to your big brother."
He growled in her ear, his voice tinged with the resentment of someone who hadn't eaten enough:
"When we get back... I'll settle this score with you later."
"Now……"
He held Su Wan in his arms, turned around, and walked to the center of the dock, looking down at the trembling Master Ma on the ground:
"Let's settle the score with these bastards first."
……
The wind was biting cold on the dock.
A rosewood altar table that originally belonged to Master Ma for drinking tea has now been forcibly requisitioned as a "negotiation table".
Qin Lie, holding Su Wan in his arms, sat down in the main seat with an air of authority.
Su Wan sat on his lap, shifting uncomfortably. "Big brother, put me down... what's this?"
"Sit still."
"You are the matriarch of the Qin family."
"You'll have to watch this territorial takeover from up there."
"Looking at this group of people who once tripped you up..."
"How did I end up kneeling at your feet?"
opposite.
Master Ma knelt on the muddy ground, his lips turning purple from the cold and his teeth chattering.
"Uncle Qin... Uncle Qin..."
Master Ma kowtowed, his voice trembling with tears:
"I'm convinced! Utterly convinced!"
"I won't block the road, and I won't block the river!"
"I only beg you, Uncle Qin... to give me a way to live, to give me something to eat!"
"A way out?"
The fourth brother, Qin Yue, who hadn't said a word until now, walked out with a smile, waving his signature folding fan.
Today he was dressed in a crimson brocade robe with an abacus hanging at his waist, looking like a wealthy idler, but his fox-like eyes gleamed with a shrewd and calculating light.
"Master Ma, are you only now thinking about how to survive?"
Qin Yue walked to the table and casually picked up the "plea for peace" that Master Ma had just handed over.
"Give up 30% of the profits? Use this as a boundary for non-aggression?"
Qin Yue chuckled softly, his slender fingers pinching the thin piece of paper as if he were pinching a bug:
"Tsk tsk tsk."
"Has Third Master been soaking in that icy river for too long? Has his brain gotten waterlogged?"
"The roads in Langya County today were paved by us."
"We dredged this river."
"That day..."
Qin Yue abruptly closed his folding fan, the fan ribs striking the table with a crisp sound.
"It's the Qin family that's holding it together."
"What makes you think you can talk to us about 'non-aggression'?"
"Are you qualified?"
Master Ma trembled, then collapsed to the ground: "Then... what does Fourth Master want?"
Qin Yue didn't answer him. He walked to Su Wan's side, leaned forward slightly, and placed his hands on the edge of the table, trapping Su Wan between himself and Qin Lie.
This pose is extremely aggressive.
Ahead lies a cunning fox, behind lies a domineering wolf.
Su Wan felt like a sandwich filling, suffocating under the pressure of the two brothers' auras.
"Fourth Brother... what's wrong?" she asked timidly.
Qin Yue extended a finger and gently hooked a strand of Su Wan's damp hair, twirling and playing with it between his fingertips.
"How much is this Ma family territory worth?"
Su Wan was stunned for a moment.
How would she know how much it's worth?
"I...I don't know anything about business..."
"It's okay if you don't understand."
Qin Yue chuckled softly, his eyes filled with a mixture of affection and danger:
His fingers slid down her hair, finally resting on her slender, delicate neck, his fingertips gently caressing the red marks there (left by Qin Feng):
"This is a very expensive bill."
"So expensive..."
Qin Yue abruptly turned his head to look at Master Ma on the ground. The smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling ruthlessness.
"It's so expensive that we'd have to uproot your entire Ma family, leaving not a single tile behind... just to make enough to compensate!"
"Snapped!"
A thick contract that had been prepared in advance was slammed heavily into the mud and water in front of Master Ma by Qin Yue.
"Sign it."
"All the land deeds, house deeds, car dealerships, docks... of the Ma family were transferred to the Qin family free of charge."
"In exchange..."
Qin Yue bent down, his fox-like eyes narrowing into slits:
"The Qin family is offering your entire clan... the opportunity to mine coal."
"As long as you do a good job, you'll be provided with meals."
Coal mining?!
Master Ma's eyes widened.
This is going to turn them from powerful local figures into slaves of the Qin family!
"No! I won't sign! This is outright robbery! This is..."
"Sizzle—"
A sharp, tearing sound interrupted his howl.
Qin Yue was not angry.
He simply straightened up and slowly took out another piece of paper from his pocket.
That was the "plea for peace" that Master Ma had just handed over.
In front of everyone, he tore the peace treaty into pieces.
"Not signing?"
Qin Yue picked up a wad of shredded paper and walked up to Master Ma.
He squatted down, a smile that seemed gentle but was actually cruel on his face, and grabbed Master Ma's chin with one hand, forcing him to open his mouth.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
"Swallow it."
Qin Yue stuffed the wad of paper into Master Ma's mouth, his voice as gentle as if he were coaxing a child to eat:
"If you don't want to eat, then eat paper."
"You wrote this yourself... don't waste it."
Looking at this scene.
The hundreds of people present didn't dare to breathe.
Even Su Wan was stunned.
She always thought that the fourth brother, Qin Yue, was just a money-loving fox, but she never expected that... when he got ruthless, he was even more monstrous than the eldest brother, Qin Lie!
The way they smile and then drive someone to their doom... it's absolutely chilling.
"Cough cough... vomit..."
Despite his desperate struggle, Ma Sanye was forced to swallow the wad of paper under Qin Yue's seemingly frail but actually powerful grip.
"Sign...I'll sign..."
Master Ma finally broke down.
Compared to starving to death or being tortured to death, going to mine coal... at least you can survive.
……
Fifteen minutes later.
All procedures have been completed.
From this moment on, the Ma family of Tiezhuang, who had dominated Northwest China for a century, officially became history.
In its place came a behemoth that controlled land routes, waterways, commerce, and industry—the Qin Group.
"go home."
Qin Lie didn't even glance at the good-for-nothing lying on the ground. He picked up Su Wan and strode towards the black "Chasing Clouds" carriage parked by the roadside.
Inside the train carriage.
The heating is on very high.
Qin Lie placed Su Wan on the large leather sofa, then locked the car door behind him.
"Click".
The sound of the lock clicking shut sent a jolt through Su Wan's heart.
Because she discovered that there was more than just Qin Lie in the car.
Qin Yue, who had somehow slipped in, was sitting on the opposite sofa, toying with the newly acquired seal of the Ma family head.
And the one in charge of driving the carriage... was actually Qin Mo?
"Big brother... this..." Su Wan shrank her neck, looking at the two powerful men in front of her, and suddenly felt that the carriage was a bit crowded.
"Jiaojiao".
Qin Lie took off his wolf-skin cloak and tossed it aside, revealing a black shirt underneath that was bulging from his muscles.
He knelt on one knee on the sofa, trapping Su Wan in a corner, his aggressive eyes fixed on her still dripping hair.
He could smell the lingering, chilling scent of Qin Mo on her body.
That was something he couldn't tolerate.
He wants to cover it up.
Use his flavor.
Use his popularity.
Use his wildness.
"And here too."
……
When the carriage finally returned to the Wolf Fang Special Zone.
Su Wan was completely exhausted.
She was wrapped in a blanket and carried off the bus.
"Pass down the order."
Qin Lie stood at the main gate of the Qin family mansion, gazing at the distant, bustling lights, his voice firm and resonant:
"The road is open, the water is flowing, and the people have been settled."
"Next..."
He glanced at the woman who had fallen asleep in his arms, his eyes softening with tenderness yet brimming with ambition:
"Every woman in the world should know this..."
"Our Qin family... not only has paved roads."
"There are also 'soft knives' that can make them beautiful."
"Ready?"
"tomorrow……"
"Let's put up that 'Fashion Capital' sign..."