Chapter 592: Want To Slap Me?
Gu Mang retracted her hand that was holding the chair and dropped the arm that was pressing against Su Jiaying’s shoulders, only to press the chair against her instead. Her alluring eyes curved as she looked at Su Jiaying with her head cocked slightly to the side.
“Want to slap me?” she asked lightly and slowly. Her intimidating look, however, gave the other girl the creeps when she met Gu Mang’s gaze. For the past few years, Gu Mang had kept a tight rein on her temper and did not often beat up people. She did everything with indifference, but when idiots started to appear out of nowhere and get on her nerves time and again, it was only a matter of time before her control snapped. It was especially annoying when she had to deal with petty tricks that even elementary students would not care to use.
The girl who got whacked by the chair climbed to her feet and said in a trembling voice, “I’ll let the school know that you attacked us…”
With a wicked glint in her eyes, Gu Mang glanced sideways and lazily sneered. “I’ll be waiting, then.”
The corridor was filled with activity as students made their way down to gather for training. When they passed by Gu Mang’s room and saw her holding a chair against Su Jiaying, they all stopped in their tracks, shocked by the situation.
As more people gathered outside their room, Tang Xiaoxiao, who was afraid that the matter would blow up, moved to tug Gu Mang’s sleeves. Glancing at the doorway, she whispered to Gu Mang, “It’s time to gather.”
Gu Mang thanked her for the reminder, then exerted some strength into her hand, which caused the chair to press harder against Su Jiaying’s shoulder blades. Su Jiaying’s countenance had turned ghastly pale by now, but she did not utter a single word. The next moment, she heard Gu Mang drawl at her in amusement, “Mind your own business.”
With that, she dropped the chair, picked up the backpack on her bed, and slung it over a shoulder. After taking her camouflage cap and pressing it down on her head, she strode out of the room. Everyone instinctively took a step back to clear a path for her when they saw her exit the room.
“Thank you,” she politely told them as everyone outside the room swallowed collectively.
Meanwhile, Su Jiaying was still against the wall. Although she appeared as though she had lost all her strength, her eyes stared in the direction her nemesis had left in.
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Bai Yufang happened to be in the capital right now. He had heard the news that Yu Zhongjing had developed something new: a plant-based medicine, which was a great breakthrough in the pharmaceutical field. It had even passed the Drug Administration’s tests and inspections, so many pharmaceutical companies were looking to work with him. With biopharmaceuticals having great potential, he naturally wanted a slice of the pie.
Be it their influence within the medical organization or internationally, he had always fared slightly poorer than Yu Zhongjing, but this was made up for by the support of the Bai Pharmaceutical Group. Besides, the Bai family was comparable to the Yu family in terms of status within the capital.
This time, he had come with great sincerity to discuss cooperation between the two families.
“Zhongjing, the Yu family alone can’t bear the production cost of this medicine. You know the equipment and market the Bai Group has. Plus, this isn’t the first time we’ve worked together.” Bai Yufang handed over a contract that had been drawn up by the Bai Group to Yu Zhongjing. “Do think it over.”
Yu Zhongjing, however, took the contract and placed it aside without even reading through it to see what attractive terms they had offered. “I can’t decide this matter on my own. Give me some time and I’ll get back to you.”
Bai Yufang nodded in understanding. “How long will you need?”
“About a month,” answered Yu Zhongjing after a moment of contemplation.
Although the wait time was slightly long, Bai Yufang was determined to stake a claim in this market. Thus, he told the other man, “Okay. I’ll be waiting for your reply.”
…
When Bai Yufang left the Yu residence, he saw his assistant running anxiously over to him.
“Bad news, sir.”
The grey-haired man in dark blue short-sleeved shirt with a scholarly aura had his hands behind his back. When he heard what his assistant said, he adjusted his collar and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“The Su family called earlier to say that Capital University wants to expel your granddaughter,” reported the assistant.
Bai Yufang’s face turned grim at that. Walking toward their car, he ordered, “Off to Red Scorpion’s reserve base.”
“Yes, sir.” The assistant quickly followed him.