Top-Tier Superpower Student-Chapter 543 - 515 The Driver’s Rebellion

Two hundred thousand just smashed like that, Xue Qiang couldn't bear it either, but for the sake of his own face, he had to smash it!

He broke free from Li Qing's grasp and consoled him, "President Li, don't worry, I'll smash it, and I'll buy you an even more expensive Tang dynasty antique to replace it."

After finishing his words, he stared at Lin Tian fiercely and said, "I also have money, I don't lack this kind of change."

"Smack!"

A crisp sound, an antique Tang dynasty lion statue, shattered.

Li Qing took a deep breath, with an unspeakable bitterness in his heart, you two are competing over who has more money, just tearing or burning money, why the hell are you smashing my stuff?

Xue Qiang bragged, "Look, a Tang dynasty antique worth two hundred thousand, just smashed like that, do you have this kind of power?"

Lin Tian smiled and walked over to the desk, lifting the inkstone that was on it.

After seeing this, Li Qing was going mad, this inkstone was worth four hundred thousand, but more importantly, it was once used by Wang Xizhi, having great commemorative significance, and the inkstone still had room for appreciation, a lot of room. If it was smashed, even if Lin Tian casually compensated him with something worth four hundred thousand, it would bankrupt him.

He stepped forward to block Lin Tian's hand, shaking with supplication, "Young Master Lin, this inkstone, it was used by Wang Xizhi. Although it is only worth four hundred thousand now, it has great potential for appreciation. Perhaps in less than three years, it will rise to one million."

Li Qing deliberately emphasized the one million, hoping Lin Tian would back down in the face of this price.

Lin Tian chuckled inwardly, his smashing of Li Qing's things was precisely to trick Li Qing once. For those valuables with room for appreciation, he must smash them, and smash them ruthlessly.

Lin Tian said to Li Qing, "My family possesses a brush that was used by the Tang dynasty's Li Bai when he was writing poetry, valued at eight hundred thousand, and it also has room for appreciation, absolutely more than yours. Step aside, I'll smash your inkstone and then I'll give you our family's brush."

After hearing this, Li Qing, half-believing, let go of his grasp. Then, Lin Tian threw the inkstone with all his might. Since the inkstone was very hard, he was afraid that it wouldn't break if it just hit the floor, so he smashed it hard against the wall.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the inkstone fell to pieces, four hundred thousand, gone.

Lin Tian said to Xue Qiang, "Four hundred thousand, just smashed like that, having money is to act wilfully, to be invincible."

Xue Qiang's nose was almost crooked with anger, and in order to show off, to outdo Lin Tian, he scanned the surroundings and finally set his eyes on the calligraphy hanging on the wall.

Li Qing inwardly sighed, things were taking a bad turn. He used his body to block the calligraphy, almost ready to kneel down and beg Xue Qiang, pleading, "President Xue, this piece of calligraphy is worth a full 1.7 million, it's the most precious item in my house, I beg you, please let it go, let me off too!"

The more Li Qing spoke, the more pitiful he sounded, a balding old man, nearly on the verge of tears.

Unlike Lin Tian and Xue Qiang, who had their own companies, he was just working for Qianling Company, at best earning a dividend at the end of the year, plus some bribes; his total assets, put together, would be at most fifteen million. To tear up a 1.7 million calligraphy just like that, Li Qing's heart couldn't take it.

Xue Qiang, in desperation, pushed Li Qing aside, shouting, "President Li, rest assured, I'll give you two million in a moment."

After speaking, he took a step forward, directly took down the calligraphy from the wall, and tore it up forcefully.

Crack, crack, crack!

The sound of tearing paper was continuous, Lin Tian sneered, but Li Qing's heart was bleeding!

Xue Qiang tore the calligraphy into pieces, the more he tore, the more vigorous he became, and then he roared, "How about that, I have money, right? A 1.7 million piece of calligraphy, torn just like that."

Lin Tian, watching Li Qing's pained expression, wanted to laugh. He looked around with his eyes and murmured, "President Li, is there anything else in this room that is more valuable than that piece of calligraphy?"

Li Qing was indifferent. This time he had no reaction because there was nothing of value left in the room.

He said, "If you still want to smash something, then you might as well smash the house down."

"No, no, no," Lin Tian said, "Smashing a house is too barbaric; I don't do that sort of thing."

Then, he turned his head to ask Xue Qiang, "What car do you drive, how much did it cost?"

Xue Qiang puffed up his chest, proudly saying, "I drive a Rolls Royce, 12 million, an international luxury car."

Lin Tian called Fang Shaoxiong over.

"Big brother, just tell me what you need," Fang Shaoxiong said with a smile, he had already guessed what Lin Tian intended.

"Go and smash his car, smash it thoroughly, don't worry, we have money. After it's smashed, I'll compensate you; having money means we can act wilfully," Lin Tian instructed.

Fang Shaoxiong proceeded as ordered by Lin Tian.

Xue Qiang's face turned green, like the face of a kidney bean, although he had four hundred million, that was all his assets, including bank loans. Having torn a piece of calligraphy worth 1.7 million, he was already feeling the pinch. If his 12 million luxury car were to be smashed by Lin Tian, he really felt like dying.

He rushed to prevent Fang Shaoxiong, loudly questioning Lin Tian, "Young man, what do you mean by this, daring to smash my car? I just said, my car is worth 12 million, not a small sum, did you not hear?"

"Oh, I heard," Lin Tian replied, "but what does that matter? Twelve million might not be a small sum for you, but for me, it's nothing. Shaoxiong, smash it!"

Fang Shaoxiong pushed Xue Qiang aside, and as he left, he gave Xue Qiang a contemptuous glance.

"You...!" Xue Qiang pointed at Lin Tian, too furious to speak.

Lin Tian sat proudly on the sofa, holding onto He Qianqian's waist, his leg leisurely crossed.

With a beauty by his side, how comfortable he was.

Suddenly, noisy voices came from downstairs—it was Fang Shaoxiong's driver and Xue Qiang's driver fighting.

Then, one loud bang after another echoed upstairs, the sound of shattering glass scratching at Xue Qiang's heart as if taunting him.

Xue Qiang really wanted to look out of the window, but he was worried about losing face, so he could only clench his fists, grit his teeth, and fix his intense gaze on Lin Tian.

His old face turned red with the effort to hold back, and he was so angry he nearly smoked from his seven orifices. Lin Tian thought he must be over fifty years old to withstand such anger and still be standing; Lin Tian mentally gave him 9,999 likes for his resilience.

The sound of the car being smashed soon stopped, and after three or four minutes, noisy voices could be heard in the corridor.

The door was kicked open, and Xue Qiang's driver walked in, looking like a panda with his black and blue face. He cried to Xue Qiang, "Boss Xue, they came up and started smashing your car. I told them that this was Boss Xue's car, but they said they were smashing precisely because it was Boss Xue's car. When I tried to stop them, they beat me. Boss, you must stand up for me!"

Xue Qiang was so angry his eyes rolled back, and he angrily asked, "What has become of my Rolls-Royce?"

The source of this c𝓸ntent is freewebnøvel.coɱ.

"Trashed, completely smashed up. It's only good for scrap metal now," said the driver, seething with rage.

"Was it you who smashed it?" Xue Qiang asked, knowing full well the answer, as he addressed Fang Shaoxiong.

Fang Shaoxiong said, "Isn't that obvious? It was me who smashed it, and I never denied it."

"Very well, very well...!" Xue Qiang pointed at Lin Tian and Fang Shaoxiong and shouted, "You, go, smash all of their cars, and do it quickly."

"Okay, Boss Xue, just you watch!" The driver glared fiercely at Lin Tian and Fang Shaoxiong, then charged out with several bodyguards.

Fang Shaoxiong wanted to stop them, but was held back by Lin Tian. Fang Shaoxiong laughed and looked sympathetically at Xue Qiang, thinking, this time you're really in for it.

Bang, bang, bang...!

The sound of loud bangs rose from downstairs, and with each bang, Xue Qiang's heart leaped with joy. Lin Tian, on the other hand, was unaffected and was still embracing He Qianqian and lounging back with his legs crossed. If the Ferrari was ruined, then so be it—he would just buy another. Plus, he would make Xue Qiang compensate for one too.

After five or six more minutes, the driver returned dejectedly with several bodyguards.

Xue Qiang, looking smug, sipped his tea and asked, "So, did you smash them all?"

The driver, with a funereal expression, wanted to speak but was reluctant to do so in front of Lin Tian and the others.

Impatient, Xue Qiang said, "Speak up, what's the matter? Loudly tell me, it's okay no matter how many cars you've smashed, I can afford to compensate."

Putting on a brave front!

The driver still said nothing and gestured with his eyes to Xue Qiang, indicating they should step outside for a talk.

Xue Qiang bellowed, "When I tell you to speak, you speak. Tell the truth, don't hem and haw. Tell me loudly, how many of his cars did you smash?"

"Ahem...," the driver cleared his throat, speaking nervously, "Boss Xue, we didn't smash a single one!"

"Pffft...! Cough, cough, cough...!"

Xue Qiang spat out a mouthful of tea and choked, doubling over the table and coughing violently.

Even Fang Shaoxiong and Lin Tian were puzzled—the cars were right there, not hidden from damage, so why hadn't they been smashed?

After calming down a bit, Xue Qiang roared, "What are you servants good for, if I ask you to smash, why didn't you smash? Can't I afford the damage?"

The driver's response had caused him to lose face, and in his wrath, he strode over to the driver and slapped him hard across the face, twice.

"Slap, slap!"

The driver's cheeks reddened from the slaps. Unlike the peaceful security guards downstairs, this driver had a volatile temper.

The driver retaliated instantly, landing two hefty slaps on Xue Qiang's face!

Lin Tian was shocked, wondering what was going on. He had just witnessed Li Bai's secretary slap him—because she was Li Bai's lover. Now here was a driver slapping Xue Qiang. What kind of relationship did they have?

Once more his heart tightened, he widened his eyes, and internally exclaimed, "They couldn't be involved in that kind of relationship, could they? And by the looks of it, Xue Qiang seems to be the one being dominated!"

The thought alone was terrifying, and even the thought made him cringe.

Xue Qiang was knocked to the ground by his driver's slaps. Old as he was, his teeth were loose. Lying on the ground, Xue Qiang opened his mouth and spat out two teeth along with a mouthful of blood.

Having been hit by his own driver, it was difficult to guess his thoughts. He yelled, "You lowly driver, how dare you hit me? Do you believe I can make it so you disappear without a trace by tonight?"

The driver, furious, didn't hesitate and slapped Xue Qiang twice more.

Lin Tian couldn't bear to watch; it was too much even for him to take.

The driver shouted, "I've had enough of you. I don't want to serve you anymore. You don't even have a car now, and I'm about to be out of a job—the four slaps were precisely for you."