Chapter Forty-Five: Taking in a Little Brother

Chapter Forty-Five: Recruiting a Little Brother

He felt helpless as well.

This young man had connections; his cousin was a prominent figure in a hospital, and his grandfather was the director, holding considerable status. If it weren’t for his background, he would have been fired long ago for his foolishness. No one expected him to say such things today.

The security captain, seeing the manager remain silent, turned to Shen An.

“Mr. Shen, our manager has agreed. When would you like the demolition to begin?”

His expression brimmed with anticipation.

This scene nearly made the manager cough up blood in anger, but he was powerless. He dared not get involved in affairs of such magnitude—collateral damage could spell doom, and he wouldn’t even know how he died in the end.

Since the security captain was eager to curry favor with the other party, the manager had no choice but to let it go, considering it a minor financial loss.

Shen An found the captain’s words amusing. It was obvious at a glance that his mind was not sharp, but if this person was willing to follow him, Shen An wouldn’t treat him poorly.

“What’s your name?” Shen An asked with interest.

“Mr. Shen, my name is Wang Meng. I’m the security captain here.” Wang Meng was large and muscular, flexing as he spoke.

“You got the job through connections, didn’t you?” Shen An said offhandedly.

Wang Meng grinned, offering no explanation.

For someone like him to become the security captain, especially at a place like Imperial KTV, was no small feat.

Shen An said nothing more.

“Break down the door for me,” he ordered, then stepped aside.

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng immediately stepped forward, picked up his riot baton, and began to smash the door.

After a few blows, the door was shattered and barely intact.

His strength was impressive.

“Go, fetch me a sledgehammer,” Wang Meng commanded another guard.

This guard hesitated, glancing at the manager.

“Damn it, have you forgotten who you work for? Hurry up!” Wang Meng slapped the back of his head, prompting him to run off.

Shen An watched Wang Meng’s actions with surprise.

“Authority,” the future spoke.

“Hm? This kid seems a bit different. He looks foolish, but he can command people.”

“His abilities haven’t awakened yet,” the future replied.

Shen An nodded quietly.

The junior guard handed the sledgehammer to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng swung the hammer, pounding the KTV door repeatedly.

Before long, the door was utterly destroyed.

Shen An nodded in satisfaction.

“All right, stop now.”

Wang Meng, feeling unsatisfied, cast a regretful glance at the empty space.

“Would you like to follow me?” Shen An asked.

Wang Meng’s eyes widened, and he quickly nodded. “I’m willing, Mr. Shen. From now on, I’ll follow you.”

An expected answer.

He simply wanted to reassure the young man.

“Let’s go, follow me to the next place.”

The Chen household.

A porcelain cup crashed to the floor, shattering into pieces.

The head of the Chen family sat in silence, his face dark and brooding.

After a long pause, he spoke.

“How are the preparations?”

His voice was low and intimidating, sending a shiver through those present.

“Master, preparations are still underway.”

His face turned even grimmer at this.

Based on previous judgments, Shen An’s strength appeared to be at the peak of Second Grade—a formidable level. Currently, the strongest visible contender was only at Second Grade.

This young man’s strength was frightening.

Therefore, they must prepare thoroughly, ensuring a fatal strike—otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The incident at Imperial KTV was only the beginning; he was certain that the man wouldn’t stop there.

Soon, the family head unclenched his tightly held fists.

Lately, he had been prone to fits of rage.

“Huan Yu, brew me a cup of tea.”

He spoke, then closed his eyes.

Huan Yu responded and walked out.

Suddenly, the family head waved his hand, stopping him from leaving.

“By the way, how is Chen Zilin doing?”

Huan Yu paused, turning back, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

“No need to worry, just speak your mind.”

Huan Yu took a deep breath and said, “The second young master hasn’t made any moves lately. He was just brought back, but…”

Anger flashed across his face. “The second young master was beaten severely.”

The family head waved him away, and Huan Yu bowed and withdrew.

His concern wasn’t for Chen Ziliang’s condition, but for the trouble the young man might cause.

Having been beaten so badly, Chen Longhai hoped he would behave himself this time.

…

On the street, Shen An, accompanied by Wang Meng, walked forward.

Any shop that was part of the Chen family’s business received a demolition mark from him.

Wang Meng, following behind, saw the mark and immediately swung his hammer without hesitation.

No one dared utter a word.

They could only watch from afar, feeling not just fear but deep anxiety.

Wang Meng appeared quite exhilarated.

“Boss, where to next?”

He had already switched from calling him Mr. Shen to Boss.

This kind of uninhibited work suited Wang Meng perfectly.

“Wait a moment,” Shen An replied, chatting on his phone as he spoke.

A classmate he hadn’t seen in years had contacted him today.

He glanced at the message, hesitated, and closed the page, ignoring it.

He heard the phone ring and answered the unfamiliar call.

“Hello, Shen An, there’s a class reunion today. Everyone wants you to come. You’re not busy, are you? I heard you have plenty of free time these days.”

“I’m busy. I won’t be attending.”

Beep, beep, beep.

Shen An listened to the voice, responded, and hung up.

After years without contact, what was the sudden reunion about?

Shen An had no time for such things; he called Wang Meng and continued to trouble the Chen family’s businesses.

By now, most of the shops on this street had been smashed.

There was still a grand hotel on Revival Street—the Imperial Grand Hotel, renowned and exclusive, where ordinary people had no chance to enter.

Wang Meng approached him.

He hadn’t been idle while breaking doors; he’d been calling to inquire about Chen family businesses.

It was said that the Imperial Grand Hotel was one of the top hotels in Silver City. He himself had never had the privilege to visit.

Hearing Wang Meng’s words, Shen An nodded.

“Let’s go to the Imperial Grand Hotel.”

Wang Meng, upon hearing this, quickly called his men to drive them over.

Meanwhile, more classmates called him, but Shen An dismissed them, citing business.

He frowned at the caller’s number, thought for a moment, and decided to answer.

Zhou Wang, upon connecting, immediately explained everything.

He knew Shen An’s temperament.

“Brother, let me tell you about this. The reunion was organized by Zhang Wei. That guy seems to have gotten some new connections, looks wealthy and influential. I can’t afford to offend him. Also, I heard Lu Jing is with him now.”

“Didn’t that guy used to clash with you? He came to me, said he wants to reconcile with you. I can’t afford to offend him, so…”