The Unknown God of War

Ma Sanyuan said sternly, "Miss Yun, you're provoking the dignity of the Chamber of Commerce of the Four Seas. Do you think all thirty thousand of us are monkeys?"

Yun Xiaoyue's face was flushed pale, and her back was drenched with cold sweat. "No, Chairman Ma, That wasn't what I meant…"

The Chamber of Commerce of the Four Seas was tyrannical. Even Yun Changqing, the patriarch of the Yun family, had to avoid stirring up problems with them. Yun Xiaoyue was only a defenseless woman, and she would never dare to offend them.

"Hmph, I hope you weren't."

Ma Sanyuan grunted and tapped his fingers on the desk. He then said gloomily, "Ms. Yun, according to the contract, you have one more day left."

"By tomorrow, it’s either you give me a reasonable explanation or a penalty of 80 million. Don't you dare run away from your responsibilities, and don’t think the thirty thousand members of the Chamber are pushovers!" Once Ma Sanyuan left his harsh remark, he slammed the door and left.

In shock, Yun Xiaoyue fell to the ground. Her hands and feet turned cold, and she shivered uncontrollably.

Initially, Yun Xiaoyue thought that she had snatched a golden opportunity from Yun Muqing. However, she did not expect it was a ticking time bomb that would explode at any moment.

Yun Xiaoyue dialed a number with trembling fingers, and she wept as she talked, "Daddy, we're done for! We've made a huge mistake!"

At the same time, as soon as Ma Sanyuan left the Yun Group, he called Chu Feng. Ma Sanyuan spoke respectfully, "Mr. Chu, I've done what you told me to. Yun Xiaoyue was so frightened that she almost wet herself. If they don’t want to pay the penalty, they would have no choice but to bring Mrs. Chu back to the company.”

Chu Feng replied, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It is truly an honor to serve you, Mr. Chu." Ma Sanyuan said respectfully.

Chu Feng was a powerful and influential man who could give out a 10-billion investment on a whim, and Ma Sanyuan would seize every opportunity to suck up to him. He dared not take the credit.

"Hmph, how dare they provoke Mr. Chu's wife. They must have a death wish!"

An hour later, Yun Xiaoyue burst through the front door of Yun Villa in a panic. Her face was pale.

"What's the matter, Xiaoyue? Why are you in such a panic?" Yun Jiaqiang said impatiently as he let go of a young supermodel in his embrace. He frowned slightly and poured himself a glass of red wine.

"You ought to keep your cool whenever you face any difficulties. I've been through so many ups and downs throughout the years. There’s nothing I can’t handle."

"Daddy, we're in trouble!" Yun Xiaoyue shouted. "Ma Sanyuan came to look for me. He threatened to nullify the contract if Yun Muqing isn’t involved in this collaboration. Moreover, they demanded that we pay them a penalty of 80 million!"

"Cough… cough…" Yun Jiaqiang spat out his wine and coughed profusely. He exclaimed in shock, "What? A penalty of 80 million? Tell me everything."

Yun Xiaoyue explained everything thoroughly to Yun Jiaqiang.