Soldier King, CEO Queen

Chapter 327: Chapter 325: Zhong Family's Eldest Young Master, Zhong Buwang!

Get up and head to Tianyun International.

Upon arriving at the security office, Ye Huan squinted his eyes.

Wauling Fei met his gaze, her eyes narrowing as well.

"Hey, beauty, barging into someone else’s office isn’t really good, is it?" Ye Huan’s tone was somewhat

unpleasant, as he plopped down on the sofa.

"Not barging, I've reported to your company’s front desk."

"Reported, huh? Without my permission, they let you into my office?"

"That's your company’s employees’ negligence, not my problem. | entered this office legally and with approval,

under reported circumstances." Wuling Fei continued drinking her tea, speaking nonchalantly.

"Here for something?" Ye Huan kept a stern face, not continuing with the previous question.

"Of course, | have a purpose."

Wauling Fei took out a notebook and a black pen, then continued, "First, tell me, in detail, how you saved my

family’s lady; second, explain why your personal file is classified as SSS-level top secret; third, after leaving the

State Guest Hotel yesterday, where did you go?"

"First, no comment; second, you are not qualified to know; third, no comment." Ye Huan’s response was

extremely crisp.

Wuling Fei’'s commanding tone made Brother Huan very displeased.

"Bang!"

Wuling Fei slammed the table and stood up angrily, "Don’t play tricks on me, answer my questions honestly!"

Ye Huan chuckled lightly, the corners of his mouth curling into a disdainful arc, "Answer your questions? Who are

you, a cop or a special ops soldier? Pray tell, under what capacity are you ‘interrogating’ me? Also, an SSS-level

top secret file is exactly that—SSS level. Are you sure you have the qualification to inquire about my file? If you

had that qualification, why don’t you go investigate personally? What's the point of askinghere?"

Ye Huan’s expression turned serious, even making a "please" gesture.

Wuling Fei was left speechless.

Indeed, she had retired from the Special Service Bureau and had no authority to interrogate anyone.

An SSS-level top secret file, even the director of the Special Service Bureau, Ye Tiance, would have to get

permission from top central authority to qualify for access.

The first question was about wanting to know the exact events when Ye Qiging was assassinated.

The second question involved friends from the Special Service Bureau trying to access Ye Huan'’s files and

records, but the result was inaccessible—SSS-level top secret!

The third question was because the "King of Middle East Mercenaries" codenamed Crow was found dead on

Chunxi Mountain Road 1. Surveillance footage showed that the Rolls-Royce Phantom driven by Ye Huan

coincidentally passed Chunxi Road, heading towards Chunxi Mountain Road 1; thus, she wanted to ask about the

situation.

Wauling Fei gritted her teeth, saying, "Ye Huan, | am speaking as a friend of a special ops soldier to you..."

"Have the special ops soldier bring credentials, your empty words—how can | trust your nonsense? Who's to say

you're really a friend of a special ops soldier and not a criminal?"

Ye Huan scoffed, interrupting Wuling Fei, giving her no face at all.

Brother Huan could tell from the party, from Wuling Fei’s keen reflexes and sharp insight, she was at least a

special ops soldier, if not something else.

But her command-like questioning tone, it really pissed Brother Huan off!

Brother Huan is very displeased, and the consequences are serious!

"ou..."

Wauling Fei was infuriated, then angrily said, "Then I'll bring my friend over. If you still don’t answer then, bear the

consequences yourself!"

Throwing down this word filled with threats, she stuffed the notebook and black pen back into the pocket of her

black trench coat, turned around, and left.

"Kneel down, take it!"

Just as Wuling Fei left the security office, a loud shout could be heard.

This shout made Brother Huan spray out the water he had just drunk.

Damn, who the hell dares to give such an "order" to Wuling Fei, this former special ops soldier?

"What? This young master told you to kneel down, take it, didn’t you understand?"

The shout carried a bit more anger.

The water Ye Huan just drank in was sprayed out again.

Wow, I've seen bold people, but this is the first tI've seen someone this bold!

Ye Huan couldn't help but feel embarrassed, got up, and walked outside.

A man dressed in a seven-million-dollar custom Armani Griff suit, wearing one-hundred-sixty-thousand-dollar

Vantys Cover crocodile leather shoes, with a three-hundred-forty-thousand-dollar 2020 all-diamond custom Rolex

Storm God watch on his wrist, hair slicked back to a high shine, stood with hands behind his back, looking at

Wuling Fei with a sinister grin.

Wauling Fei was stunned for a moment, then flames of anger rose in her eyes.

Kneel down, take it?

Not to mention being a special ops soldier for so many years, even after retiring from the Special Service Bureau

for so long, who dares to offend her like this?

Combined with the frustration from just getting belittled by Ye Huan without a place to vent, now she was truly

enraged.

With a "click" sound, she clenched her fist tightly.

Her gaze turned cold, and her voice was chilling, "What did you just...say?"

"Kneel! Take it for this young master! Are you deaf!?"

Zhong Buwang still stood with his hands behind his back, in a commanding and sinister tone, directly stating—

even upon seeing Wuling Fei’s change in emotion, he didn’t show an inch of concession.

In his view, he was the eldest young master of the Zhong Family and a Dragon Gate's disciple. No one was

qualified to defy his order, not even Ye Qiqing...

This hallway near the security office had already attracted a large crowd of onlookers.

The two receptionists looked embarrassed, wanting to stop him, but dared not step forward.

With his attire totaling over ten million and the aura of a high-status individual that he constantly exudes, this

man was obviously not ordinary.

Seeing Ye Huan poke his head out, they blinked, meaning whether they should kick him out.

Ye Huan slowly shook his head, the corner of his mouth slightly curling.

Kicking him out? Just kidding, it's boring anyway, isn’t watching a just perfect?

"Are you Ye Huan?" Zhong Buwang moved his gaze to Ye Huan and questioned.

"es."

After getting a confirmation, Zhong Buwang pointed to the side, his grin still sinister, "I'll deal with you later. For

now, get lost!"

Have to say, his tone is arrogant, very arrogant.

People like this, walking down the street, usually get beaten up!

Ye Huan also wanted to slap him twice.

But... watching the is more important!

Ye Huan raised his brows and took a step back.

On the surface, it was a small step back, but in the eyes of others, it signified retreat.

Wuling Fei almost spat out old blood when she saw this.

You, a man, being commanded and scolded in such an unfriendly manner in public, you're retreating so fast?

Can't you have a bit of backbone, a bit of dignity!?

How did Miss end up liking such a spineless, cowardly man? What a moment's blindness, leading to a lifetof

regrets!

She began to doubt her investigations were wrong.

How could such a coward possibly fight ten men at once, helping Miss fend off the assassins in despair?

How could such a coward have an SSS-level top secret file?

How could such a coward be the one who killed the Crow?

Isn’t this a joke?

Softie, coward, pushover!

Instantly, Wuling Fei attached three labels to Ye Huan in her mind.

Then Zhong Buwang spoke again.

"Are you not listening to this young master’s words, or do my words have no effect on you?"

"You filthy bitch, this is your last chance!"

"Kneel down, take it for this young master!"