Chapter 30: Let Me Calculate the Price for You First!

Turning the corner at the street, he saw the software company—Boyuan Network Software!

With a flicker of the Eye of Skynet, Yang Fan could see that Bai Boyuan and Ye Xiao’s wife were already indulging in their passion in the office early in the morning.

Truly shameless—was this their final frenzy before disaster struck?

“Haoyu, how’s the task I asked you to handle yesterday?” Yang Fan inquired.

“Uncle, don’t worry. Bai Boyuan’s wife, after discovering his affair, took all his money and sold the company to us. She should be on her way to the airport right now…”

“We’ve done a good deed!” Yang Fan asserted with conviction.

“So, Bai Boyuan has lost everything now?” Ye Xiao asked.

“Exactly. My second uncle will bring the company’s paperwork any moment,” Liu Haoyu replied.

“Thank you both, President Yang, Haoyu!” Ye Xiao said sincerely.

“Old Ye, don’t say that. But honestly, is this enough? He still has several tens of thousands hidden in his safe, and his clothes are worth a few thousand more. We can’t let it all go to waste, right?” Yang Fan said with a smile.

A mocking expression flickered across Ye Xiao’s face. He wanted to see just what kind of people these two shameless lovers really were. Wasn’t it just the other day that they hoped he’d jump, right as he stood on the edge?

“Uncle, my second uncle’s here!” Liu Haoyu pointed to a car pulling up.

“Second Uncle!” he called out.

His second uncle stepped out of the car; Yang Fan nodded in greeting.

Carrying two document folders, his uncle approached and said, “These are the papers for the estate, and these are for Bai Boyuan’s company and the attached property.”

Yang Fan quickly leafed through them and looked up. “Thank you for your trouble.”

“It’s nothing,” the uncle said, waving them off before driving away.

The group watched him leave. Yang Fan separated the paperwork for Bai Boyuan’s two properties into a folder and handed it to Ye Xiao.

“President Yang, this…”

“He stole your wife; it’s only right you take his house. Let him experience the fall from heaven to hell.”

Ye Xiao felt the weight in his hands—the value of these two properties, while not comparable to a villa, far exceeded his own. And now, Yang Fan had given him this chance…

“You’d better hurry and sell those things. Money’s been pouring out these past days, and if no new funds come in, our whole group will be penniless!” Yang Fan said, handing the other folder to Liu Haoyu.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get right to work this afternoon.”

“Good. Let’s head inside. Haoyu, keep an eye on Xue’er.”

Boyuan Software was a company of just over twenty people. Yang Fan and his group strode in, ignoring the curious stares, passing the work area to reach Bai Boyuan’s private office.

The employees had no clue what was happening, and the four pushed right through the door.

Inside, the shameless couple was still entwined. But for the desk blocking the view, who knew what indecency might have been seen?

Ye Xiao’s face darkened. Yang Fan pulled Liu Haoyu aside, just enough to block Qian Xue’s view. She was still young—no need for her to witness such brazen behavior.

“You, you all…” Bai Boyuan and his companion sprang apart, startled by the sudden intrusion. He was about to curse them out when he spotted Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao’s wife, Zheng Yunyun, saw him too—fear flashed in her eyes.

“So it’s you! You smashed my car the other day—I’ve been looking for you!” Bai Boyuan yelled, hastily pulling up his pants behind the desk. Zheng Yunyun ducked behind the desk as well, quickly dressing.

Ye Xiao’s emotions spiraled out of control. Anyone would go mad at such a scene. He was about to rush over and slap the pair when Yang Fan stopped him.

“In broad daylight—aren’t you afraid you’ll get burned by the sun? Look, you’ve even dragged the sun in here!” Yang Fan joked.

“And who are you? Don’t you know trespassing is a crime? I’ll have you know, what you’re doing is illegal. I can call the police!” Bai Boyuan raged, his earlier pleasure now replaced by terror.

“Go ahead, call them. But tell me, is stealing someone else’s wife a crime?” Yang Fan retorted, utterly unconcerned, taking a seat on the nearby sofa.

“You…”

Ye Xiao glared at Bai Boyuan, while Zheng Yunyun cowered behind the desk, too afraid to show her face.

“I get it—you’re here for trouble. Do you believe I can make a call and have you all dragged out of here?” Bai Boyuan threatened, his tone equally vicious.

“Go ahead, we’re in no rush—we have all the time in the world,” Yang Fan replied calmly.

“Fine, just you wait!” Bai Boyuan frantically grabbed the phone on his desk. Now he understood—these people were here to stir up trouble.

Yang Fan and his friends watched coldly as events unfolded.

“Hello, Third Brother? Bring your guys over—right now…”

“What? Ten thousand? Fine, ten thousand, just get over here!”

Yang Fan sneered, and even Ye Xiao couldn’t help but smirk. Ten thousand? Were they that desperate?

“Ten thousand isn’t nearly enough. To drag us out, at least a hundred thousand. Otherwise, people might think we’re worthless,” Yang Fan taunted.

“If you’ve got guts, don’t leave!” Bai Boyuan threatened.

“We never intended to leave. Come on, everyone, have a seat!”

Yang Fan nudged the still-stiff Ye Xiao, and Liu Haoyu and Xue’er also sat down.

Outside, the employees were abuzz, but none dared look in. Not until a commotion erupted did anyone dare approach.

Yang Fan glanced at the door as a dozen men burst in.

“Who’s making trouble here?” barked the leader, Third Brother.

Bai Boyuan looked relieved, and even Zheng Yunyun stood up, no longer afraid now that Ye Xiao wouldn't strike her.

“It’s them!” Bai Boyuan pointed at Yang Fan’s group.

Third Brother signaled, and his men prepared to move in. Yang Fan stood, dramatically holding up a hand to stop them.

“What’s wrong, scared now?” Bai Boyuan sneered.

Yang Fan shook his head with a cold smile, addressing Third Brother, “You’re selling yourselves too cheap. Ten thousand isn’t nearly enough.”

Third Brother froze—his men were equally stunned. Bai Boyuan and Zheng Yunyun were dumbfounded.

What was going on? Shouldn’t these four be terrified at the prospect of being thrown out? Yet none of them looked afraid—not even the beautiful young woman seemed fazed by their menacing glares.

“Let me break down the price for you, so you don’t end up getting shortchanged for this job.”