Chapter 3

"Rest assured, Dad, I have a plan." Ge Dongxu replied, then suddenly squatted down, pivoting on his right leg like a spinning top. His left leg swept out like a whip, striking horizontally.

Those young men looked strong, but their stances were clearly unstable. With one sweeping kick from Ge Dongxu, they all fell to the ground with a series of thuds. Two of them, who were wielding chairs, even lost control and hit their own companions.

"Damn!"

"Are you kidding me!"

The onlookers were all stunned, almost unable to believe what they saw. Even Kun and the previously haughty and heavily made-up woman, Yue Ting, were dumbfounded.

They never imagined that five or six young men could be knocked down by a single sweeping kick from a teenager.

"Soup spilled on my clothes, and not only do you refuse to compensate me, but you also attack us? It looks like your rural inn doesn't want to stay in business! Kun, call the police! Have the police arrest them all!" Yue Ting's sharp voice rang out, her face, which still had some charm, now twisted with anger.

Upon hearing the woman mention calling the police, Ge Shengming's face changed dramatically. Rural farmers and ordinary people feared the police the most. Moreover, his son was the one who had attacked them. If the police really came, it would be disastrous.

"No, no, I apologize to you, I'll pay whatever it costs! Please, don't call the police." Ge Shengming hurriedly bowed repeatedly, pleading.

"Old man, it's too late! Just wait for your son to be arrested and sent to jail!" Kun, seeing Ge Shengming bowing and pleading, took out a black Ericsson mobile phone from his pocket, looking smug.

In the mid-1990s in China, mobile phones were far from widespread. A single phone cost over ten thousand yuan, which ordinary people couldn't afford. In society, they were often symbols of status and wealth.

When Yue Ting mentioned that her dress was a Chanel, Ge Shengming and the onlookers didn't really understand, thinking she was exaggerating. What kind of dress could be so expensive? But when Kun took out his mobile phone, Ge Shengming and the onlookers' eyes widened.

This was something only truly wealthy people could afford! In their village, no one had one yet.

Seeing Kun take out his phone, Ge Shengming panicked, pulling Ge Dongxu aside and saying, "Dongxu, quickly apologize to these big brothers and sisters..."

Seeing the panic and worry on his father's simple face, Ge Dongxu's calm expression gradually turned cold. His gaze towards Kun, who was holding the phone and about to dial, and Yue Ting, who was standing with her hand on her hip, became increasingly icy.

"Dad, don't worry, I'll handle this!" Ge Dongxu gently removed his father's hand from his arm and walked towards Kun and Yue Ting.

Strangely, despite Ge Dongxu being just a teenager and dressed simply, Kun and Yue Ting instinctively took a step back as he approached. Kun even instinctively hid his hand behind his back, looking at Ge Dongxu with a show of bravado, "Kid, what do you want? My dad is the owner of Changxi Hotel, and he's friends with the county leaders and the county police chief!"

"Don't do anything rash, Dongxu!" Ge Shengming called out, panicking when Kun mentioned his background.

Others might not know his son's abilities, but he did.

"Dad, don't worry, I have a plan." Ge Dongxu gave his father a reassuring look, then reached out and grabbed Kun's and Yue Ting's arms.

He knew these two were the leaders of the group.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Kun and Yue Ting immediately shouted, trying to break free from Ge Dongxu's grip.

But Ge Dongxu's grip, though not large or thick, was as cold and hard as an iron clamp.

They didn't struggle at first, but as soon as they did, Ge Dongxu tightened his grip, and they immediately broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"Easy, easy, it hurts!"

"I didn't want to hit you; I just wanted to talk. But you kept shouting." Ge Dongxu said with a cold expression.

"We won't shout, we won't shout." Kun and Yue Ting quickly said.

They now realized that this teenager was a formidable fighter. It was better to avoid a direct confrontation and settle things later.

"Good!" Ge Dongxu's icy expression turned into a simple, rural smile, then he led them into the inner room, turning to Ge Shengming and Ye Qiu, "Dad, Sister Qiu, continue to entertain the guests. I'll talk to Kun and Yue Ting in the inner room."

Ge Shengming watched his son "escort" Kun and Yue Ting into the inner room, his face showing a mix of helplessness and worry. In the end, he followed his son's advice and continued to entertain the guests, shooing away some of the children from the village who were watching.

Inside the inner room, Ge Dongxu released his grip, closed the door, and looked at Kun and Yue Ting, smiling faintly, "Rural areas can't compare to the city. Feel free to sit down."

Seeing Ge Dongxu's simple, rural smile, which still had a hint of youthful shyness and innocence, Kun and Yue Ting found it hard to associate this teenager with the fierce young man who had single-handedly taken down five or six others in the restaurant.

"Speak up, what do you want?" However, Kun and Yue Ting, being people of influence, weren't really afraid of Ge Dongxu. They were more concerned about physical pain. They sat down boldly and looked at Ge Dongxu.

"It's not what I want, but what you want. I know you are people of influence, and we are just ordinary people. If you pretend to be nice now and settle things later, we'll be in trouble." Ge Dongxu looked at them calmly.

Kun and Yue Ting, seeing Ge Dongxu's calm expression, felt a chill run down their spines.

Is this really just a teenager of fifteen or sixteen? His meticulous thinking and sharp insight are far beyond what someone his age should have!

"Since you understand, why did you still hit us? Don't you think that just because you know some martial arts, you can do whatever you want? Do you think we won't come after you later? I'll tell you, this won't end here! Unless you can silence us or kneel down and become my subordinate, doing whatever I tell you to do." After the initial chill, Kun crossed his legs and looked at Ge Dongxu with a confident gaze.

In this era, people like them, who had influence, feared reckless individuals. Since Ge Dongxu understood the situation, it made things easier for them.

Because understanding people have their own concerns!

"Slam!" Just as Kun was feeling smug, thinking he had Ge Dongxu cornered, Ge Dongxu suddenly picked up a book from the table and hit Kun's head hard.

"Watch your mouth, who is your 'dad'?"

"You dare to hit me! Does your family really want this inn to go out of business?" Kun was stunned by Ge Dongxu's sudden attack. Wasn't this kid afraid of settling things later? How could he be so arrogant? Kun then jumped up in a rage.

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