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Few people can resist money. Wang Long's friend, Wang Nan, couldn't resist it either. Chen Haoxuan promised him to rent the first to third floors, a total of three floors, for a monthly rent of eight hundred thousand Renminbi.
Chen Haoxuan asked Wang Long to handle the renovations, but he took care of the design himself. Chen Haoxuan planned to invest one hundred million Renminbi to completely crush Chen Haorong.
The building was already constructed; it just needed some walls taken down, which could be done quickly. Chen Haoxuan seemed eager to defeat Chen Haorong as soon as possible. The next day, he had Wang Long start the renovations. Additionally, he asked Zhou Xiang for many manufacturers of daily necessities and found that buying directly from manufacturers was cheaper than sourcing from wholesalers.
Chen Haoxuan was not an ordinary person; his speed was astonishing as he renovated, stocked goods, and advertised simultaneously. He placed ads on the Qianfo Stone Pagoda Website and hired over a hundred beautiful women to distribute flyers throughout Pingyuan County. These beautiful women were borrowed from Zhang Tianqi, and Chen Haoxuan paid them high wages—two hundred yuan a day—for their easy work of handing out flyers and introducing the supermarket he was opening.
Chen Haoxuan wasn't planning to open a shopping mall; he intended to open a supermarket. While supermarkets are not as upscale as malls, he wanted to do just that—defeat high-end products with lower-end ones, which would give him a greater sense of accomplishment. Just think about it: a place claiming to be a mall but with fewer products than a supermarket would only be seen as "inferior."
With money comes motivation. Chen Haoxuan's supermarket was renovated in just one day. The goods would arrive the next day, but he hadn't hired any employees yet. Instead, he suddenly invited over a hundred beautiful women borrowed from Zhang Tianqi to stay and work for him. These women were ordinary workers at Zhang Tianqi's factory, earning just over a thousand yuan a month, while Chen Haoxuan offered three thousand Renminbi per month plus commissions. If they performed well in sales, earning ten thousand yuan in a month was not impossible.
Working at Zhang Tianqi's factory earned them just over a thousand yuan, while working for Chen Haoxuan could earn them over three thousand plus commissions. They also felt that Chen Haoxuan was an easygoing boss, so they all agreed to stay.
When Chen Haoxuan called Zhang Tianqi to inform him that the women he borrowed wanted to remain working for him, Zhang Tianqi was furious and accused Chen Haoxuan of being a fraud. He had clearly stated they were borrowed but now refused to return them.
Chen Haoxuan's connections were exceptionally strong; he borrowed over a hundred beautiful staff members from other supermarket owners. It remained uncertain whether he would return these beautiful workers.
On the evening of the 22nd, a group of thugs arrived at the entrance of Chen Haoxuan's supermarket. There were about twenty or thirty of them, armed with machetes and iron pipes. These individuals were called by Chen Haorong because his mall was so close to Chen Haoxuan's supermarket that it would severely impact his business. He summoned these thugs to create chaos without knowing that this supermarket belonged to Chen Haoxuan; if he had known, he would have brought even more people.
"Bring your boss out here, or I'll burn this supermarket down!" Chen Haorong shouted while holding up his machete.
Clap! Clap! Clap! The sound echoed as a man in a tight suit walked out clapping his hands. When Chen Haorong saw who it was, he exclaimed in surprise, "Chen Haoxuan?"
"Yes, it's me. I'm glad you remember me. So, did you bring so many people to my supermarket today to show your support? If that's the case, I'm sorry, but my supermarket doesn't open until tomorrow," Chen Haoxuan said with a sly smile.
"Chen Haoxuan, are you deliberately targeting me? Why did you choose to open a supermarket near my mall? I think you just want to go against me," Chen Haorong shouted at Chen Haoxuan.
"That's right, I opened my mall here specifically to target you. Do you remember when you called me useless? Do you remember bragging about your big mall? Your family has been bothering me all the time, and my patience has limits. What I'm doing now is to get back at you. I'm curious, how much did you invest in your mall?" Chen Haoxuan sneered.
"I'm not telling you," Chen Haorong turned his head away, acting like a child sulking against an adult.
"That's fine. You don't want to tell me how much you invested in your mall, but I can tell you how much I've invested in my supermarket. Listen carefully, I will invest One Hundred Million RMB into my supermarket. I will make your mall the laughingstock of the citizens. I want to crush your mall and see what you have left to compare with me," Chen Haoxuan said coldly.
"Hmph, do you think this is Chen Family Village? Let me tell you, those security guards around you are not here; it's just you alone, while we have twenty or thirty people. Today is your bad luck," Chen Haorong said with a sinister smile to Chen Haoxuan. After that, he waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers, let's go together and smash him! I'll give each of you ten thousand Renminbi."
For the money, the thugs called by Chen Haorong rushed towards Chen Haoxuan with all their might.
Chen Haoxuan turned and ran into the supermarket, quickly closing the door behind him. He grabbed a piece of iron wire from the corner and used pliers to make a pair of knuckle dusters out of it. The back of the dusters had short upright iron wires that were only about an inch long. If they hit someone, that person wouldn't be seriously hurt, but their skin would likely get scraped off by the dusters made by Chen Haoxuan.
After making two knuckle dusters, Chen Haoxuan suddenly opened the iron door of the mall and charged outside. He swung his fists rapidly; everyone hit by his fists screamed in agony.
"Ah—my face, my face..." one thug cried out in despair while covering his face with both hands. A five-centimeter-long and four-centimeter-wide piece of skin had just been scraped off his left cheek by Chen Haoxuan's knuckle duster; it seemed certain that this thug would be disfigured.
"Ah—my hand!" another thug screamed as he clutched his right hand. A small piece of skin had been scraped off his right hand by Chen Haoxuan's knuckle duster. It didn't seem serious but was extremely painful—burning and stinging.
Within just a few minutes, the thugs called by Chen Haorong dropped their weapons and fled in panic. They found Chen Haoxuan too terrifying—more frightening than being cut; they had seen people being cut before but had never seen anyone scrape skin off like this. Looking at the bloody wounds made their hair stand on end.
Chen Haorong was surprised to see that all the people he had called were defeated by Chen Haoxuan. He couldn't understand when Chen Haoxuan had become such a skilled fighter; it was terrifying that one person could take on twenty or thirty others. Chen Haorong wanted to run, but just as he turned to flee, Chen Haoxuan called out to him, "Do you really think you can escape?"
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