Chapter 1095 - 1097: Why Do You Trust Me So Much?

Chapter 1095: Chapter 1097: Why Do You Trust Me So Much?

Meihua Daxiong’s face instantly changed, and he became extremely displeased.

"I came here to discuss a solution with you. Isn’t Doctor Chen being a bit unreasonable?"

Chen Bin let out a cold laugh, his attitude still firm.

"Doing it my way is the only way to resolve this matter."

Meihua Daxiong suddenly stood up, looking furious.

"In that case, we’ve got nothing to talk about."

To him, Chen Bang was blatantly extorting them.

Meihua Hall had been operating on Joy Street for over ten years, and the income was quite considerable.

Yet for the sake of one underling, Chen Bang dared to ask for such a sky‑high price. This was simply ridiculous!

Chen Bin just sneered, tapping the tabletop lightly with his finger.

"If you don’t agree, I’m afraid you won’t be walking out of here today."

Meihua Daxiong didn’t believe this at all and got up to head straight for the door.

He hadn’t expected that as soon as he opened the door, a dark gun barrel would be pointed right at his forehead.

He was so scared that cold sweat poured down his back, and he hurriedly closed the door again.

Turning around to glare at Chen Bin, Meihua Daxiong’s anger was burning at its peak.

But before he could speak, Chen Bin took out his phone and played a video.

On the screen was a woman sobbing her heart out, speaking in a trembling voice.

"Mr. Meihua, our child has been taken by people from Chen Bang. I’m begging you, think of something, fast!"

"Baka!"

Endless rage surged into his chest, and Meihua Daxiong went crazy, about to risk his life against Chen Bin.

The latter simply stood up and kicked him hard in the stomach.

Meihua Daxiong fell to the ground with a groan, clutching his belly in agony and rolling around.

Chen Bin stood in front of him and said coldly,

"We have a saying in Huaxia: ’Those who know the times are wise.’ Mr. Meihua isn’t going to abandon his own life and his child’s life over a few shops, is he?"

Thinking of the gunmen posted at the door, Meihua Daxiong knew he didn’t have much time to think.

In the end he could only agree to transfer the Joy Street shops, but on the condition that neither he nor the child be harmed.

Chen Bin agreed on the spot, without the slightest hesitation.

After the contract was signed, he even took the initiative to extend his hand toward Meihua Daxiong.

"We can be considered to have gotten to know each other through conflict. I hope we can still be friends in the future."

Meihua Daxiong had no intention of shaking his hand. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said,

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll take revenge on you?"

Chen Bin shook his head, his expression extremely calm.

"Meihua Hall may be a local force, but it has no capital to contend with Chen Bang. Mr. Meihua, you’re a smart man; you should understand which is heavier and which is lighter."

"Shameless!"

Meihua Daxiong had been mixing in the underworld for many years and had dealt with plenty of Chinese.

But he had never met anyone like Chen Bin—acting with lightning speed while being even more vicious and ruthless.

Chen Bin tapped the contract on the table with his knuckles and replied with a smile,

"We’re all in the same trade. Let’s just say we’re about the same."

After Meihua Daxiong left, Peng Cheng gave Chen Bin a thumbs‑up.

"You’re really something. Looks like my earlier thinking was indeed a bit too conservative."

"It’s precisely because you’re cautious and steady that I made you vice president. After all, Chen Bang is a violent organization. Having someone clear‑headed to think things through from all angles is a very good thing."

Although Meihua Daxiong suffered a huge loss this time, he had no intention of going to the police.

After all, for someone in a Violence Gang like him, calling the cops would only ruin his own reputation.

Besides, Meihua Hall’s main business pillar wasn’t on Joy Street. Meihua Daxiong could only swallow this for now and think of revenge later.

At the same time, Chen Bin also considered the issue of retaliation.

In his view, given Meihua Hall’s current strength and Meihua Daxiong’s usual way of doing things, they probably wouldn’t dare take revenge on him.

After all, Chen Bang’s strength was right there; if Meihua Hall wanted to start something, that would be biting off more than they could chew.

This was also why, despite Joy Street being full of Violence Gangs, he chose to pick the softest target first.

After taking down Meihua Hall, Chen Bin used the same trick to deal with several small Violence Gangs in succession.

Before long, Chen Bang’s shops on Joy Street exceeded two hundred, and their name gradually grew.

Recently, Chen Bin set his sights on Hejia Gate, which owned four hundred shops.

The reason Hejia Gate had so many stores was because they had started operating there when Joy Street was first built.

Unlike Meihua Hall, Hejia Gate’s economic lifeline depended entirely on these shops.

Seeing that they only had a thousand members, Chen Bin began thinking about taking them down.

If he did, Chen Bang would not only gain a sizable income, but would also instantly become the gang with the largest number of shops on Joy Street.

Through investigation, he found that Hejia Gate was a family‑run gang with a very tight internal structure.

The founder was named Hejia Hongta, now nearly eighty years old.

Although he still held the reins of power, he rarely went out.

Hejia Hongta had two sons and a daughter. The eldest was Hejia Yilang, the second was Hejia Cilang, and the youngest daughter was Hejia Meizi.

The three of them jointly managed those four hundred plus shops.

As for the people working under them, they were all relatives—various aunts and cousins.

All three were already married, with no obvious leverage against them, and their security arrangements when going out were very tight.

On the surface, the Hejia Family was almost flawless; it would be hard to find a crack to slip into.

Even so, Chen Bin still chose to meet the challenge head‑on.

He had Zeng Guo conduct an in‑depth investigation into the Hejia Family to see if there was any angle they could exploit.

Ever since he’d saved Oda Yu last time, Chen Bin had stayed in occasional contact with her.

One day, the two arranged to have a meal together.

After chatting for a while, Oda Yu hesitated and asked,

"May I be so bold as to ask, Mr. Chen, are you married?"

"Not yet."

Hearing this, Oda Yu looked very happy.

"Really?"

"Of course. Does Miss Oda have a boyfriend?"

"Not yet either."

"A pretty girl like you should have lots of men chasing after you."

Sighing lightly, Oda Yu shook her head a little.

"My top priority right now is finding a job. As for love and all that, I’ll think about it later."

"You’re a returnee from the Beautiful Country. It shouldn’t be hard for you to find a job in West Capital."

"I have interviewed with a few companies recently, but since I don’t have any work experience, they’re not willing to give me a high salary, so I’m still hesitating."

Clearly, for Oda Yu, reality and her expectations were still some distance apart.

Chen Bin thought for a moment, then said directly,

"I’m planning to open an investment company in West Capital. If you’re interested, you can come work there."

Chen Bin knew that if Chen Bang wanted to grow, it couldn’t rely only on traditional food and entertainment businesses.

If they moved into finance and investment, they could have more legs to stand on.

Oda Yu was a top student in finance, and if Chen Bang wanted to put down roots in Japan, they had to recruit local talent.

Only by making them their own could they truly thrive.

Oda Yu looked very surprised. "Mr. Chen, you really want me to go work for you?"

"Yes. I’m even planning to have Miss Oda personally set up the company."

This shocked Oda Yu even more. "Why do you trust me so much?"