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The sudden intrusion of these people startled everyone. Huang Lin's relatives, all in their forties, instinctively shrank back, looking rather comical, like mice confronted by a cat. Huang Lin was so shocked that she forgot to call the police, staring blankly, while Wang Shun Yuan stood protectively in front of her.
"What do you want? If you don't release Chen Renjing, I'll call the police right now," Huang Lin finally regained her composure and spoke firmly.
"Heh, the police are quite busy. Let's not trouble them with our little matter; we'll resolve it ourselves shortly," one of the men with a crew cut said. Beside him, a girl with purple wavy hair laughed. She wore heavy makeup and hot pants that showcased her long legs, with a striking flower tattoo on her right thigh.
"And how do you plan to resolve this?" Huang Lin asked, hesitating to call the police since it wasn't a major incident—there were no casualties involved.
"Very simple. Chen Renjing needs to kneel and apologize to me and drink this bottle of liquor. Then all grievances between us will be settled," the purple-haired girl said with a smile, raising a bottle of XO.
"Dream on if you think I'll apologize to you," Chen Renjing scoffed, showing her defiance.
For someone like Chen Renjing, who mingled in the capital's social circles, kneeling to apologize would turn her into a laughingstock among her peers. They would surely record it and spread it across various groups; once her reputation was tarnished, there would be no way to recover it. Thus, she refused to comply.
"Slap!"
As soon as Chen Renjing finished speaking, the purple-haired girl slapped her hard across the face.
"Chen Renjing, don't be so ungrateful. If you cooperate willingly, we won't have to resort to force," the purple-haired girl said coldly.
"You dare hit me? I'll fight you!" Chen Renjing struggled wildly but was unable to break free.
Jiang Chen remained seated, coldly observing as Chen Renjing was beaten and insulted; it had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't be bothered to intervene. These people were merely teaching Chen Renjing a lesson on his behalf; once they were done with her, he would deal with them in return for Wang Shun Yuan and Liu Hui.
"Let go of Chen Renjing!" Seeing her friend treated this way ignited a surge of courage in Huang Lin, and she rushed forward without thinking.
Wang Shun Yuan felt helpless and rushed after her out of fear for her safety.
"Get lost; don’t seek death," the crew-cut man said arrogantly as he blocked their path, exuding an air of invincibility.
"You can't treat Chen Renjing like this! Shun Yuan, go call security!" Huang Lin frowned at Wang Shun Yuan.
"Okay," Wang Shun Yuan nodded in agreement.
"Calling security? You don’t need to bother; I’ll call the Lobby Manager of Jingcheng Hotel myself," the crew-cut man laughed as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
A minute later, a middle-aged man in a suit with glasses arrived hurriedly with several security guards. This greasy middle-aged man was indeed the Lobby Manager of Jingcheng Hotel. Given his position at such an establishment, he was familiar with anyone of note in the capital. The crew-cut young man was named Wang Tu; his father was a big shot on Antique Street in Beijing who made his fortune through antiques—a nouveau riche who cared deeply about appearances. He often hosted meals at Jingcheng Hotel and was considered one of its most valued customers.
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