Chapter 1246 Revenge

After Miao Cuihua left, Ye Bufan’s expression immediately turned grim.

Qin Chu Chu walked over and asked, “Xiao Fan, what do you plan to do?”

She could tell that he was truly enraged today, and the matter wouldn't be easily resolved.

Indeed, the anger in Ye Bufan’s heart had not subsided; no matter what, Xie Changsi was his subordinate, and he couldn't just stand by and watch his mother suffer.

The BMW Man’s disregard for the lives of ordinary people also ignited the fury deep within him; such a person must pay the price.

“Let’s go back first.”

Ye Bufan already had a plan in mind, and the two of them turned around and walked back.

Upon returning home, he gathered Su Ruyue and everyone else in the living room; seeing his serious expression, everyone knew something had happened.

“Find someone to check the information for this license plate number for me.”

Ye Bufan said, handing the BMW’s license plate number to Sima Wei.

This was incredibly simple for Xuanyuan Pavilion, and a detailed report was sent to Ye Bufan’s phone a few minutes later.

He opened it and saw that the owner of the BMW was named Pan Hao, and the photo was identical to the BMW Man he had seen earlier, indicating no error.

Further down was Pan Hao’s family background: his father, Pan Ganchen, was the CEO of a listed company called Guang'an Group, with assets in the tens of billions, and his mother, Chen Meiling…

Pan Ganchen’s company dealt in foreign trade, and over the years, he had engaged in tax evasion, fraud, bullying, suppressing competitors, and countless other immoral acts…

With Xuanyuan Pavilion’s capabilities, they had investigated Pan Family’s ancestral lineage thoroughly.

After he finished reading, Sima Wei asked, “What’s wrong, Xiao Fan? What happened?”

Ye Bufan recounted the entire incident from beginning to end, and after he finished, Dongfang Huizhong immediately fumed, “Why waste words with such a person? I’ll go kick his balls in right now and see if he still dares to act so arrogant.”

With that, she stood up and started to walk out; Ye Bufan quickly pulled her back. This crazy woman wasn’t joking; she truly meant what she said and would do it.

“You’re a woman, after all. Can’t we be a bit gentler?”

Dongfang Huizhong said discontentedly, “What’s there to be polite about with such trash?”

“It’s not about being polite; killing such a person would be letting him off easy.”

Ye Bufan pressed Dongfang Huizhong onto the sofa, then handed the documents in his hand to Su Ruyue: “Take a look; I want this company to go bankrupt.

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I want their entire family to become utterly impoverished, the kind that can never rise again. How long do you think that will take?”

People like Pan Hao always believe that having money makes them superior, and they inherently look down on the poor.

Although he hadn't met Pan Ganchen and his wife, the information showed them to be avaricious and unscrupulous merchants who were always driven by profit.

For such people, the greatest punishment is to make them penniless, even poorer than the poor; this would be more agonizing than killing them.

Su Ruyue carefully reviewed Guang'an Group’s information, thought for a moment, and said, “If our Su Family takes action against them, it would take about a month to make them penniless.”

“A month is too long,” Ye Bufan said. “In my name, how long would it take to mobilize all the forces in the Imperial Capital to deal with them?”

“Three days at most.”

As Ye Bufan’s woman, Su Ruyue was most aware of his current strength.

In terms of funds, he could easily mobilize trillions; in terms of background, the Three Great Families of the Imperial Capital all looked to him, including the second and third-tier families, who were all obedient.

Using such power to deal with a small company with assets in the tens of billions was incredibly simple.

Ye Bufan nodded, “Alright, you’ll be in charge of this matter. Tell me whatever you need. In three days, I want Guang'an Group bankrupt and the Pan Hao family begging on the streets.”

In a luxurious villa complex in the western suburbs of the Imperial Capital, a three-story European-style villa was brightly lit.

In the living room, a middle-aged couple sat on a leather sofa, sipping red wine and watching television.

This was the Pan Family; the couple on the sofa were Pan Ganchen, the CEO of Guang'an Group, and his wife, Chen Meiling.

Just then, the door was kicked open with a bang, and Pan Hao stormed in from outside.

“Oh, son, what happened to you?”

Chen Meiling was instantly shocked; Pan Hao’s head was wrapped in bandages and swollen like a pig’s head. If he weren’t her biological son, most people wouldn’t have recognized him.

Pan Hao reached for the wine bottle on the table and smashed it fiercely on the floor.

“I was beaten like this, and you two still have the mood to drink wine.”

“Son, what exactly happened? Who beat you like this? Tell me, your mother will get justice for you.”

Chen Meiling usually doted on her son the most, and the reason Pan Hao ended up like this was directly related to her.

“It was a pauper…”

Pan Hao

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angrily sat on the sofa and recounted the entire incident from beginning to end, not hiding anything from his parents.

“That damned pauper, not staying home obediently late at night, but running out to pick up trash, almost killing me…”

Even now, he hadn’t realized his mistake, or rather, in his mind, he didn’t believe he was wrong at all.

“Exactly, that damned old hag, her life is worthless, so it’s fine if she dies, but she almost ruined my son.”

The protective Chen Meiling unhesitatingly stood by Pan Hao, cursing furiously, “And that damned pauper, how dare he beat my son like this.

If I find out who he is, I’ll slice him into a thousand pieces.”

Saying this, she kicked Pan Ganchen’s backside again: “Our son was bullied like this, why don’t you say something?”

“Don’t worry, tomorrow I will definitely use my connections to dig that kid out and make him live in prison for the rest of his life.”

“No, I want him dead, I must make him die.”

Pan Hao gnashed his teeth and cried out.

“Alright, alright, alright, my son says he dies, so he dies.”

Chen Meiling quickly appeased Pan Hao, then looked at Pan Ganchen again, “Our son has grown up, and we’ve never even dared to lay a finger on him, yet that kid beat him like this. It’s simply an egregious crime; you must find a way to kill him.”

“Alright… alright… alright… I understand, he must die.”

Pan Ganchen didn’t take it too seriously either; first, get the other party locked up, and killing someone in there was incredibly simple anyway, since he had plenty of money.

After saying that, he looked at Pan Hao again: “I say, son, you should also be careful from now on. Don’t drink and drive anymore. It’s nothing if you hit someone else, but what if you hurt yourself?”

“None of your business, I’ll do whatever I want.” Pan Hao, still seething with anger, said, “This BMW X6 is only over 2 million yuan; its safety performance is too poor.

Buy me a better one; I want a Rolls-Royce Cullinan.”

Pan Ganchen frowned: “Son, you’ve crashed three cars this year…”

Before Pan Hao could speak, Chen Meiling immediately cried out, “What’s wrong with crashing a few cars? What are you saving that money for? If not for our son, then for whom? Just buy whatever our son wants.”

Pan Ganchen quickly said, “Alright, alright, alright, I’ll buy it for him tomorrow.”

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