"Young Master Lin, why use a cleaver to kill a chicken? There's no need for you to personally take action for this matter, just leave it to me."
President Chen looked at Cao Xin, who was limp on the ground, and said to the chubby Lin.
"Good, I hope to see the news of 'Jin Cao Pharmaceuticals' going bankrupt within three days!"
The chubby Lin nodded. At this moment, he didn't look like a spoiled rich kid, but more like a high-ranking figure wielding the power of life and death!
"Yes, Young Master Lin."
President Chen nodded, his mind already filled with several plans to cripple the Cao Family!
"No... I don't want to beg for food, Young Master Lin, I was wrong, I beg you, please let me go, spare the Cao Family!"
Cao Xin finally came to his senses, looked at the chubby Lin, and begged loudly.
"Spare you?" The fatty sneered, "You motherfucker offended my brother, and you still expect me to spare you?"
