Top-tier Unruly Master

Xu Rui didn't know when she had fallen asleep in Ding Fan's arms.

By the time Xu Rui opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning.

In the past few days, harassed by the Ye Family of Yanjing's forced marriage, Xu Rui hadn't had a proper rest, struggling to sleep at night in bed. Unexpectedly, she managed to sleep so sweetly in the cramped space of a sports car.

"Your clothes are dry now," Ding Fan said.

How could Ding Fan possibly sleep while holding such a beauty in his arms? He was aware when Xu Rui lightly kissed him. But to avoid embarrassment for both of them, Ding Fan pretended not to notice.

After Xu Rui had fallen asleep, Ding Fan used his True Qi to dry her clothes.

Though normally arrogant and flamboyant, Xu Rui blushed uncontrollably at this moment. Spending the night embraced by a man in a car was quite embarrassing for her, especially since she was still an inexperienced woman.

Once Xu Rui was ready, she called a tow truck company. After all, her car was inoperable and had to be towed to the factory first.

The tow truck company was swift to arrive, and both Xu Rui and Ding Fan followed them back to the city.

On their way, they didn't talk much. Despite nothing serious happening between them the previous night, the ambiguous closeness made both of them somewhat awkward.

Having returned to Dancheng, Xu Rui went home, and Ding Fan likewise went to his place.

Once at home, Ding Fan sat cross-legged for his routine breathing exercises. For the following two days, he did nothing but practice cultivation and alchemy, a repetitive cycle lacking any novelty.

On the morning of the third day, Hu Jin called Ding Fan early. Today was the press conference at Jiangyuan Pharmaceutical Factory. It had been arranged beforehand and Ding Fan was expected to attend.

The pharmaceutical factory was Ding Fan's passion project, and that's why he told Mu Wuhui he would go to Yanjing only after three days. The press conference was the main reason for this delay.

The press conference would take place at the branch company, so after getting ready, Ding Fan arrived at the branch office early.

"Little sister, you're so delicate. Doing this kind of manual labor is heart-wrenching to watch," a man said.

"Please, show some respect and keep your distance from me!"

...

As Ding Fan approached the entrance, he saw a fat and big-eared middle-aged man pestering Zhen Xiang.

"How much can you make selling flowers, little sister? If you follow big brother, I guarantee you big bundles of cash, luxury houses, and sports cars!" After speaking, the middle-aged man reached out his large hand to touch Zhen Xiang's cheek.

Zhen Xiang was startled. She hadn't expected the man to be so brazen, openly making advances right there.

Zhen Xiang tried to dodge the middle-aged man's hand, but her escape was blocked by his two henchmen standing behind her, leaving her no room to retreat.

The middle-aged man's hand was about to reach Zhen Xiang's face.

The sight of the fat and big-eared middle-aged man, who seemed so greasy, was repulsive. Even a mere touch by such a person made Zhen Xiang feel disgusted...

However, she had nowhere to hide and no way to avoid it.

Just as the middle-aged man's hand was about to touch Zhen Xiang's cheek, another hand shot out from the side, grabbing the man's wrist before he could reach her.

The middle-aged man was taken aback. Someone daring to interfere with his intentions greatly irritated him.

When the middle-aged man turned to see who it was, he was met by a plainly dressed, twenty-something-year-old man who looked like a poor kid.

"Do you know who I am, you son-of-a-bitch? Are you tired of living..."

The middle-aged man hadn't finished speaking when he was suddenly thrown to the ground, stumbling face-first.

The middle-aged man had not expected the newcomer to lay hands on him, and after taking a nasty fall, he managed to get a bloody nose and a scratch on his face.

His two henchmen rushed over, quickly helping the middle-aged man back to his feet.

"Brother Fan!" Zhen Xiang instantly recognized the newcomer.

The one who had flipped the middle-aged man onto the ground was none other than Ding Fan.

Ding Fan immediately shielded Zhen Xiang behind him, looking indifferently at the disheveled middle-aged man.

"You motherfucker, how dare you lay a hand on me? Beat him up!" the middle-aged man ordered his men, fueled by frustration.

Upon their boss's command, his two men didn't hesitate. They swung their fists toward Ding Fan from both sides.

This was, after all, the entrance to the Qin's Group branch office. For the middle-aged man to dare cause trouble here, Ding Fan, being the head of the branch, adopted a solemn expression.

Thump, thump... As the two henchmen nearly reached Ding Fan, he stepped forward and sent them tumbling to the ground with a swift kick each.

Damn it!

The middle-aged man was left dumbfounded as his two subordinates, whom he specifically hired as former soldiers from the special forces, skilled in martial arts, were kicked to the ground by Ding Fan, one by one, and didn't seem likely to get back up anytime soon.

What the middle-aged man found unbelievable was that in front of Ding Fan, his two men had been easily floored with a kick each, and from the looks of it, they probably wouldn't be getting up anytime soon.

"Kid, do you know who I am? How dare you offend me in Dancheng?" the middle-aged man said with a dark expression on his face.

Ding Fan paid no attention to the middle-aged man. Whoever he wanted to be, even if he were the mayor of Dancheng, Ding Fan was fearless. He had hit them, and that was that.

"Scram!" Ding Fan said in a very cold tone.

The expression on the middle-aged man's face immediately turned dark. How could he keep face after being humiliated by a poor kid like this?

"Kid, I am the factory manager of Fenghuang Medicine in Dancheng! My name is Wang Enming!" the middle-aged man said haughtily to Ding Fan.

Fenghuang Medicine? Ding Fan had never heard of it. At this moment, he had no interest in watching this middle-aged man show off. "Zhen Xiang, let's go."

Damn it! Wang Enming was inexplicably furious.

In Dancheng, who didn't know about Fenghuang Pharmaceutical Factory? Even when Asahi Pharmaceutical Factory from Japan was thriving a few days ago, they couldn't compete with their Fenghuang Pharmaceutical Factory.

It should be known that Fenghuang Pharmaceutical Factory was a well-established factory with years of history, and more importantly, it had the backing of the Yanjing Royal Family.

"Stop right there." After saying that, the middle-aged man blocked Ding Fan's path directly.

Ding Fan frowned and his expression instantly turned serious. He regretted not kicking the idiot to death when he had the chance, and now the idiot was insistently causing trouble.

The middle-aged man stopped Ding Fan, and with the latter having flipped his men with kicks just before, a crowd quickly gathered around the scene.

Due to the commotion at the branch company's entrance, patrolling police were attracted to the scene.

Seeing the police running over, the middle-aged man gave a cold smile to Ding Fan. "Kid, you like to act tough, don't you? Today I'm going to teach you a good lesson..."

"Scram!" Ding Fan, without the time to waste on Wang Enming's drivel, directly kicked Wang Enming to the ground.

Wang Enming's large body was kicked to the ground, stirring up quite a bit of dust.

By that time, the police had already made their way through the crowd.

"Arrest this idiot... I'm the factory manager of Fenghuang Factory, teach this idiot a lesson for me!"

Wang Enming, lying on the ground, snot and tears coming out, furiously told the police.

In Wang Enming's view, he was the factory manager of Fenghuang Factory and had the support of the Wang Family, so he believed the police would surely help him deal firmly with Ding Fan.

Meanwhile, Zhen Xiang was also a little worried as she pulled on Ding Fan's sleeve. Given the opposition's background, she was concerned for Ding Fan's well-being.

However, the next development left both Wang Enming and Zhen Xiang utterly dumbfounded.

"Manager Ding... Do you need any help?" the two approaching police officers, instead of dealing with Wang Enming on the ground, walked up to Ding Fan with respect in their demeanor.

Huh? What's going on?!

Wang Enming didn't understand why the two officers didn't arrest Ding Fan and instead approached him with such respect.

Manager Ding? Looking at Ding Fan's clothes, Wang Enming never connected him with the manager of Qin's Group's Dancheng Branch. He thought Ding Fan might be affiliated with the flower seller‚ likely a manager of a flower shop.

Zhen Xiang was also puzzled. Manager Ding? How did Ding Fan become a manager?

"How do you two policemen do your job? Are you blind? I'm getting beaten up, and you don't help me but instead ask him if he needs help... Do you not want to wear your police uniform anymore!" Wang Enming pointed right at the policemen's noses and yelled at them.

"You, Wang Enming, sure talk big. Causing trouble at the entrance of Qin's Group, who gave you such courage..." At that moment, the crowd parted and Qin Manshu walked in from outside.

Seeing Qin Manshu, Wang Enming was momentarily stunned before immediately pasting a smile on his face.

Qin Manshu was a lady from the Qin family, one of the Four Great Families—the sort of person he could never afford to offend.

"Manshu, you don't know. I was originally here to attend the branch company's press conference for the new pharmaceutical factory today, to support your factory, but who knew that as soon as I arrived at the door, I ran into this guy showing off..."

After speaking, Wang Enming pointed at Ding Fan.

Qin Manshu slightly furrowed her brows and walked straight up to Ding Fan. "Brother Fan, what happened?"

Brother Fan?

Hearing Qin Manshu call him Brother Fan, Wang Enming was entirely taken aback. Qin Manshu was the heiress of the Qin family; there were few people she'd address as 'brother.'

"Manshu, who is this?" Feeling something was amiss, Wang Enming cautiously inquired.

"This is the general manager of Qin's Group's Dancheng Branch Company... Ding Fan!" Qin Manshu deliberately enunciated the last two words.