With a bang, wine glasses shattered everywhere. As the glass bottle exploded, Zhou Ying, who was beside Jiang Cheng, let out a startled cry.
Seeing the crazed Wang Qiang, Jiang Cheng's expression also turned cold.
Jiang Cheng finally understood why Wang Qiang had fallen out with Chen Hao and Wang Zheng.
Everyone had received nine years of compulsory education.
Among today's young masters of the Second-generation rich, there were rarely people with such low quality.
It was also rare for someone to exhibit such exaggerated arrogance and look down on others.
After all, it was the new century, and most wealthy people were quite well-mannered.
Wang Qiang was the first eccentric person he had encountered in Shanghai.
Wang Zheng immediately stood up and said to Wang Qiang with dissatisfaction, "Xiao Qiang, what's the meaning of this?"
Chen Hao also gave a speechless cold laugh from the side. "Are you going crazy at us?"
Qian Geng also looked at Wang Qiang speechlessly. "Wang Qiang, I came here today for Chen Hao's gathering. Don't cause trouble."
"What? He's just a bumpkin from Chengdu. You guys are all putting him on a pedestal, but I won't indulge him."
At the table today, everyone had been revolving around Jiang Cheng, and Wang Qiang had been unhappy for a long time.
"Bumpkin?" Jiang Cheng walked up to Wang Qiang with a cold expression.
Calling him a bumpkin left and right—did he really think Jiang Cheng was a pushover?
Jiang Cheng wouldn't proactively cause trouble, but he was definitely not afraid of it.
Otherwise, would the system he obtained be just for show?
Wang Qiang looked at Jiang Cheng disdainfully. "I'm talking about you. So what? Bumpkin!"
Slap! Slap! As soon as Wang Qiang finished speaking, two crisp sounds rang out.
Everyone present was stunned to see Jiang Cheng suddenly take action.
"You... you dare hit me?" Wang Qiang looked at Jiang Cheng in disbelief.
"I suggest you visit the neurology department when you have time. If you don't have the money, I'll pay for it." Jiang Cheng finished speaking and slowly withdrew his hand.
Provoking him again and again—did he think Jiang Cheng had no temper?
...Regaining his senses, Wang Qiang let out a shout and stood up, ready to fight Jiang Cheng to the death.
"You damn bumpkin, I'll kill you!"
Seeing that he was about to start a fight, Chen Hao and Wang Zheng both stood up abruptly.
The moment Wang Qiang rushed over, he was kicked to the ground by Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng stepped on Wang Qiang's face and said, "What? Does your face not hurt anymore?"
Wang Qiang's mouth was truly too foul. Now stepped on by Jiang Cheng, he could only make muffled noises.
Seeing this, Wang Zheng and Chen Hao walked over to Wang Qiang and said, "Wang Qiang, you brought this on yourself with your foul mouth. We'll give you a chance now. Get out."
Seeing Wang Zheng and Chen Hao speak, Jiang Cheng withdrew his foot.
But Wang Qiang, in his drunken state, was unwilling to give face to Wang Zheng and Chen Hao. He pointed at Jiang Cheng crazily and said, "Just you wait. I won't let you off."
Jiang Cheng sneered. "I'd like to see how you won't let me off."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng asked Wang Zheng and Chen Hao, "What's this guy's background?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng ask, Wang Zheng looked at Wang Qiang, shook his head, and said, "His family is in the food industry and has two listed companies. Over the past two years, their market share has supposedly grown a lot, so he's become increasingly arrogant."
"Is that so? Then I'd like to see just how capable his family is."
As soon as Jiang Cheng said this, Wang Zheng understood instantly.
He glanced at Chen Hao, his expression seemingly saying that Wang Qiang was about to face serious trouble.
Seeing the situation, the other few people immediately stayed quiet and didn't say a word.
Although Wang Qiang was indignant, seeing that no one present stood on his side, he couldn't help but utter a threat and then left angrily.
Seeing Wang Qiang leave, Zheng Ming and Guo Qian also stood up and spoke awkwardly, "We've had enough to drink. I have some business, so I'll be heading out first."
"Me too. You guys keep drinking; I'm leaving now. Thanks for the hospitality."
Seeing their fence-sitting behavior, Chen Hao snorted and waved them away.
After Wang Qiang and the others left, Jiang Cheng returned to the table. Looking at the pale Zhou Ying, he asked, "What? Scared?"
Zhou Ying nodded. "A little. I thought he was going to fight with you."
"That's impossible. If there's any hitting, it'll be me hitting him."
"You, don't be too impulsive. It's not good if you get hurt."
After Zhou Ying spoke, Chen Hao followed up, "I'm sorry, Brother Jiang. I didn't expect such a disgusting thing to happen."
"What are you saying? It's a small matter."
After the farmhouse restaurant owner cleaned up the scene, the few remaining people dispersed unenthusiastically.
Jiang Cheng looked at Zhou Ying. "You didn't drink tonight. You can drive, right?"
Zhou Ying nodded. "Of course. I've driven supercars before."
"Right, I almost forgot you were also once a member of the Second-generation rich," Jiang Cheng teased.
"Don't worry, I guarantee I'll get you to your destination safely," Zhou Ying said confidently as she took Jiang Cheng's car keys.
Returning to Aman, Jiang Cheng sent a message to his Security Team.
Jiang Cheng had to deal with Wang Qiang, even though he had already hit him.
However, Jiang Cheng intended to make a name for himself in Shanghai in the future. Dealing with Wang Qiang would undoubtedly show others his strength and serve as a good opportunity to establish his authority.
The circles of adults were always linked to their own interests.
Jiang Cheng knew that only by demonstrating his own strength could he avoid being bullied.