Superpower Small Farmer

"Ah, Chairman, you, you're finally back." Zhang Tianyu, who was being cornered by Emperor Xiaoo, saw Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly appear in the office. While it was unexpected, he also felt a wave of relief, and the tears of grievance he had been holding back immediately flowed.

There's always someone in this world who thinks they're all that, and there's always someone who just doesn't see the situation clearly.

Emperor Xiaoo was one of those people.

Emperor Xiaoo's father rose to power through underhanded means, and the Xiaoo family still keeps a gang of tattooed thugs armed with tigers and dragons.

The Xiaoo family rules over Zhu City like local tyrants.

As the saying goes, a fierce dragon cannot crush a snake in its own territory, and in Zhu City, the Xiaoo family dominates everything. Except for not daring to challenge the government, they've never taken any other forces, local or outside, seriously. They suppress at will, using sinister and ruthless methods.

The Xiaoo family has a shell company called Xiaoo Family Group, ostensibly an investment firm but in reality, they use the company name to extort money from Zhu City's businesses and enterprises, reaping illegal and enormous profits.

Just like today, outwardly, Emperor Xiaoo came to collaborate with Little Farmer's sales branch in Zhu City, but he brought a tyrannical contract, demanding Little Farmer Company to invest in Xiaoo Family Group's project.

If they followed these terms, it would be like handing over piles of cash for Xiaoo Family Group to do business, assuming enormous risks, so naturally, Zhang Tianyu wouldn't sign.

Emperor Xiaoo was a rogue. Seeing Zhang Tianyu reluctant to sign, he resorted to threats and intimidation.

When he heard Zhang Tianyu call the unfamiliar man "Director Dong," Emperor Xiaoo scoffed at Wang Xiaoqiang disdainfully and sneered, "Ha! Manager Zhang, trying to scare us with your chairman, huh? Let me tell you the truth, even if he is your chairman, what can he do?"

Wang Xiaoqiang walked up to Emperor Xiaoo and said, "Who are you, and what are you doing in my company?"

"Are you really the chairman here?" Emperor Xiaoo asked with a playful smile while eyeing Wang Xiaoqiang.

"That's right," Wang Xiaoqiang replied.

"We're sincerely looking to cooperate with your esteemed company. We have a project that is guaranteed to make big money, and we invite your company to join us. In less than six months, the investment will multiply several times... but your Manager Zhang is being uncooperative..."

Before Emperor Xiaoo could finish, Zhang Tianyu cut in, "Chairman, what they brought is a tyrannical contract, it's nothing but extortion, and I will not sign it."

"Hmm," Wang Xiaoqiang nodded, then said to Emperor Xiaoo, "Everything here is decided by Manager Zhang. If she says no, then you can get lost now."

"Get lost? Who the hell are you telling to get lost?" Emperor Xiaoo, who thought even the chairman was a joke, immediately toughened up, raising his fist in threat, "Try saying that again..."

Standing two meters tall and robust, Emperor Xiaoo saw Wang Xiaoqiang, with his height just over 1.7 meters, as weak and inconsequential, planning to use force to intimidate him.

"Oh, so you dare to get physical in my company?" Wang Xiaoqiang gave a cold laugh, feeling a fiery rage erupt within. In over ten years of running the company, it'd be the first time someone showed up to extort money and the first time anyone dared to get physical.

As the fury within him grew, it formed the Raging Waves Sword Aura, and with a sudden swoosh, the fourth Sword of Furious Fiend condensed, shining brilliantly.

"Hmph, so what if I get physical? I'm going to beat this boss of yours, make your chairman kneel down and beg for mercy..." Emperor Xiaoo laughed fiendishly, confident Wang Xiaoqiang's small physique couldn't withstand a finger's pressure.

"You're large, but you're just an empty shell. My son might not even need to fight you, and you want to fight me? That's hilarious!" Wang Xiaoqiang scoffed with a cold smile.

"You damn..." Wang Xiaoqiang's words enraged Emperor Xiaoo, and he punched fiercely at Wang Xiaoqiang's chest. Wang Xiaoqiang didn't move an inch, allowing the punch to land heavily on his chest. There was a loud bang, but Wang Xiaoqiang stood firm, while the bones in Emperor Xiaoo's hand emitted a subtle cracking sound, shattering as if he'd struck an iron wall. His face contorted in agony.

Emperor Xiaoo looked up, shocked at Wang Xiaoqiang, just as a figure came barreling in and sent him flying with a mighty blow.

The over one hundred kilograms of Emperor Xiaoo's heft was sent flying, creating a stunning sight, until with a bang, he crashed heavily against a framed art piece on the wall, then tumbled down, spewing a mouthful of blood — a real internal injury.

The framed piece shattered, scattering across the floor. The broken glass covered him, leaving him in a wretched state.

Emperor Xiaoo's two henchmen were frozen in fright by this spectacle, too scared to help or even find the courage to flee, sitting in their seats trembling.

The one who crashed into him was Little Bao.

Since obtaining the Five Elements Spirit Dog Spring, Little Bao's strength had grown significantly, bolstered both offensively and defensively by the Spiritual Spring, doubling his abilities.

"I already said, you can't even beat my son, yet you want to fight me? How ridiculous can you get?" Wang Xiaoqiang smiled with dark amusement, stepping on Emperor Xiaoo's face, deforming it, his smile turning ruthless. "Ignorant fool, daring to cause trouble in my company. What did your father teach you about being a person? I'll let you off today, but you better have your father come personally to apologize, or this won't be the last of it."

With that, Wang Xiaoqiang lifted his foot away.

Emperor Xiaoo breathed heavily, unwilling but too frightened to speak back, because the other party was far too powerful; one move had seriously injured him, entirely beyond what he could handle.

And with the heavy blow, he was left without the strength to stand up. He glanced towards his visibly trembling henchmen.

The two henchmen, suppressing their terror, quickly rushed over to help him up, then hurriedly and clumsily supported Emperor Xiaoo as they made their exit.

"When your father comes to apologize, make sure he makes up for Manager Zhang's lost artwork," Wang Xiaoqiang said pensively.

Zhang Tianyu, witnessing Wang Xiaoqiang's martial prowess for the first time, stood in shock — or rather fear — rooted in place as if spellbound.

Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand in front of her face, "Manager Zhang."

Only then did Zhang Tianyu snap out of it, feeling somewhat embarrassed, "Sorry, Chairman, I lost focus. Please, come and sit down."

As she said this, Zhang Tianyu offered him the seat behind the desk, but Wang Xiaoqiang chose the sofa instead, saying, "Tianyu, during the years I was away, you've had to endure a lot."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianyu almost burst into tears. A woman holding up a sales company alone is indeed no easy task, especially with the Xiaoo family frequently harassing and extorting, not to mention dealing with other competitors. She indeed bore many hardships and worries over the years.

But she held back her tears and said, "Chairman, this is what I'm supposed to do. You have such faith in me, how could I let you down?"

"Well, don't worry, I'll compensate you for this," Wang Xiaoqiang pointed to Little Bao, "This is my son, named Little Bao."

"Young Master Wang came once before, we know each other," Zhang Tianyu replied, casting a glance at Little Bao, shocked by his strength, aware that he was merely an eleven-year-old child now.

"From now on, don't call him Young Master Wang; he will be the chairman of the company," Wang Xiaoqiang said seriously and sincerely, "you can address him by his name."

"Yes, Aunt Zhang, you're an elder, feel free to use my name," Little Bao added.

Zhang Tianyu was flattered and quickly nodded.

"In the future, Little Bao will often come to the company, and you won't have to worry about those thugs anymore. You can contact him directly if needed," Wang Xiaoqiang said. "Also, reinforce the security department staff."

Zhang Tianyu let out a small sigh of relief, but it seemed she still couldn't completely relax, "I'm just afraid the Xiaoo family won't give up easily. They're local tyrants of Zhu City, with interwoven roots of influence. They're in the dark while we're in the open. If they intend to confront us, I'm afraid we won't be able to handle it..." (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)