In front of Longteng Pharmaceutical Industry, Zeng Yurong and An Baoxu had arrived early. After a night of rest, the swelling on their beaten faces had subsided a bit.

They knew it was impossible to get any money from Ye Bufan after the beating they received last night.

But they were unwilling to let it go, so they decided to confront An Yimo.

Looking at the imposing office building before them, An Baoxu said bitterly, “That bastard Ye Bufan is so rich, yet he ...