Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Call the police!" Hao Jian said with a smile as he stood up and addressed Chen Zhiyan.

"It's no use, we've already called the police many times. They just come, take a look, and leave." Chen Zhiyan shook her head, indicating it was futile.

"That's because I wasn't there at the time, but now it's different. I'm here, and I absolutely won't let them keep causing trouble!" Hao Jian snorted coldly. How could he tolerate trouble at his wife's jewelry store?

If it was their fault, they would pay as much as they should, without any complaints from Hao Jian. But if it wasn't their fault, the other party wouldn't get a penny out of them!

"Unscrupulous business, return my daughter!"

"Unscrupulous business, you drove a young girl to her death! May you rot in hell!"

"Compensation! Compensation!"

Zhu Hongyu and the other family members were clamoring, holding banners high, demanding compensation from the Shu Ya Group.

The onlookers who were unaware of the situation also began pointing fingers at the jewelry store, suspecting that it was indeed Hao Jian's store that had driven Zhu Hongyu's daughter to suicide.

Some even said they would never patronize the store again.

"Don't talk nonsense. Your daughter committed suicide herself. What does that have to do with us?" At this point, a female employee, dissatisfied, rebuked them, seeing their behavior as nothing but unreasonable harassment.

"If you hadn't insulted my daughter, why would she be so ashamed as to commit suicide?" Zhu Hongyu roared back furiously, her voice raw and strained as though she was extremely angry.

"You're lying! We never insulted her at all. Clearly, it was you and your husband who abused your own daughter, leading to her suicide!" The female employee was infuriated by the shamelessness of Zhu Hongyu and her husband. They had done nothing; Chen Zhiyan's soft-heartedness had even prevented them from calling the police, allowing Zhu Hongyu and her husband to collect their daughter.

The idea that Zhu Hongyu and her husband had caused their daughter's death was one thing, but to push the blame onto them was absurd.

"What a joke. No matter how angry we get, we would never drive our own daughter to her death. It must be because your words were insulting that she couldn't bear it and committed suicide!" Sun Lingyun retorted angrily. He was a thin man in his forties, with a scrubby appearance, a beard around his mouth, looking like a hairy abalone.

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Consequently, the crowd's gaze towards the jewelry store started to take on an ominous tone.

"You... You..." The young female employee, a little over twenty and not quite mature, was so angry at Sun Lingyun's words that she didn't know how to retort.

"Get lost quickly, or don't blame us for being impolite!" Meanwhile, the store's security had arrived, glaring at Zhu Hongyu and her family. Their ruckus affected business and tarnished the reputation of the group. If this were to be pursued by their superiors, they could all lose their jobs.

Therefore, seeing these belligerent people who refused to leave, the security guards were seething with anger.

Coming here every other day to make trouble, wasn't this enough already?

"Impolite? Go ahead and try being impolite to me! Today, I brought reporters with me!" Zhu Hongyu boasted aggressively. She had been chased out by security several times before, so this time she had come fully prepared!

"Reporter Liang, make sure you capture these sympathizers and lackeys! Let the public see how they conspired with Shu Ya Group to cause my daughter's death!" Sun Lingyun yelled.

Reporter Liang, whose real name was Liang Wenyan, had naturally been bought off by Zhu Hongyu and her husband, specifically to smear Shu Ya Group. Zhu Hongyu and her husband had promised to pay Liang Wenyan 100,000 yuan as a reward if he could help them tarnish the image of Shu Ya Group. They had already given him an advance of 50,000 yuan.

So Liang Wenyan knew the purpose of his presence that day was to take overly dramatic photos, then embroil them in extra hype and scandal, and Shu Ya Group's reputation would be completely ruined.

Upon hearing Zhu Hongyu's call to take photos, Liang Wenyan inwardly rolled his eyes, thinking that this couple was really dumb.

If Zhu Hongyu actually got hit by the security guards, it would be a great chance for him to take some pictures portraying how tragic Zhu Hongyu's family was: after their daughter was driven to suicide by Shu Ya Group, they went to seek justice only to be beaten up by security guards on management's orders. That would have credibility and truly tarnish Shu Ya Group.

But Zhu Hongyu had exposed him too early, and now the security guards wouldn't dare to lay a hand on them. If they didn't act, what would he take photos of?

It was really frustrating to work with such idiots! Liang Wenyan cursed in his mind, but then thought, whatever, he had been paid to deal with calamities, so just a few random pictures for the sake of due diligence would suffice.

Originally, he wanted to get some money from Zhu Hongyu and then extort Shu Ya Group as well, but now it seemed he had lost that chance, which naturally annoyed Liang Wenyan.

The security guards, upon hearing that Zhu Hongyu had invited a journalist, didn't dare to act rashly anymore. They didn't want to become famous. If Liang Wenyan were to post their photos online and a large group of people started a human-flesh search on them, it would be miserable.

After all, the ferocity of Huaxia netizens is immeasurable. To put it bluntly, as long as you are still on Earth, they can dig you out!

At this moment, Hao Jian and Chen Zhiyan also came out. Hao Jian patted the female employee's shoulder and smiled, "You can all go down first!"

"Yes, boss!" The female employee nodded and then retreated along with the group of security guards.

Zhu Hongyu and Sun Lingyun, hearing the female employee address Hao Jian as the boss, couldn't help but brighten up. The boss was here too? They must not let him escape this time, they had to force him to cough up the money!

Reporter Liang hurried forward, holding the microphone and questioning Hao Jian, "Are you the person in charge of the Shu Ya Group? What do you think of your group pressuring a sixteen-year-old child to death?"

Reporter Liang slapped a huge label on Hao Jian right from the start, as if Hao Jian was the one who had driven the sixteen-year-old to death.

Hao Jian glanced indifferently at Liang Wenyan, "Our group has not pressured anyone to death!"

"No? If not, then why do they insist that it was your group that killed their daughter?" Reporter Liang said with a sneer, thinking to himself: You think you can get out of it just by denying it? Aren't you underestimating me, Liang Wenyan?

Reporter Liang's gaze turned contemptuous, was Shu Ya Group out of people? To think they sent such a youngster to be a scapegoat. I, with just a few words, can obliterate him!

And at this moment, the corners of Hao Jian's mouth revealed a faintly unfriendly smile, "Just because they insist it was our group that killed their daughter, our group must be the real culprit? Now if I say I've slept with your mother, should you start calling me 'dad'?"

"You." Reporter Liang was so angered by Hao Jian that he couldn't utter a single word. Only now did he realize that he had underestimated the young man, to be choked by a single sentence. This young man was not someone to be trifled with.

"Sir, if you're going to speak like that, don't blame me for being ruthless with my pen!" Reporter Liang threatened coldly, internally cursing, was this kid brain-dead? Doesn't he know that in today's society, there's no one you can't offend more than journalists?

Because with just a few strokes of their pens, journalists can sway public opinion. What's black can be touted as white by them, and what's white can be twisted into black.

But Hao Jian still didn't take Reporter Liang seriously, disdainfully saying, "You speak as if being polite to you would result in newspapers and magazines singing our praises."

How could he not see that Reporter Liang had been bought by the Zhu couple? For a journalist who turns right into wrong and has no professional integrity, whether Hao Jian was polite or not, the outcome would be the same.

In that case, why should Hao Jian bother to fawn and embarrass himself?

Reporter Liang narrowed his eyes, trembling with anger.

But Hao Jian, as if he had not seen him, simply pushed past him and walked towards a place not far away.

"You're the boss?" Sun Lingyun raised an eyebrow as he looked at Hao Jian, his eyes filled with a hint of hatred.

Hao Jian didn't speak, only walked to the body of the girl, bent down, and lifted the curtain slightly to look at the girl's true face.

However, the girl's face was already a blur of flesh and blood. Apart from the bloodstains all over it, nothing could be seen.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Hongyu shouted angrily at Hao Jian, pushing him away, causing Hao Jian to lose his balance and sit down on the ground.

"Don't mess around; this is our group's boss. If you dare to touch him, we will sue you until you can't afford to wear underwear!" Chen Zhiyan threatened coldly, having lost all patience with Zhu Hongyu and Sun Lingyun after several days of troubles.

Hao Jian didn't mind, patting the dust off his buttocks and standing up, expressing his regret, "Such a young age, and gone just like that. It's a pity, such a beautiful season of life!"

He wasn't boasting but was genuinely moved. Although the girl's face was covered in blood, he could tell from her contours that she must have been a beauty.

Such a pretty girl should have been attending school, frolicking with boys and girls her age, but now she had become a cold corpse.

"Stop your crocodile tears, it was you who killed my daughter!" Zhu Hongyu threw dirt on Hao Jian's reputation, already coached before coming here, that if she met the store's boss, she should do everything possible to besmirch him, forcing him to give money.

She was also told by that person that this store was part of a corporate group, and its boss was very wealthy, so she should take him for all he was worth if possible. And if they refused to pay, to keep seeking journalists to expose them.