Chapter 122: Bodyguards? Nothing More Than Paper Cutouts!

"Ahem... Excuse me, might I have a word with Ms. Angela?"

Chen Muxue offered a gentle smile toward the woman in the baseball cap. "I am the head of a cosmetics company, and I thought perhaps there might be an opportunity for us to collaborate with Ms. Angela in the future."

"Who is this?"

Angela glanced at Chen Muxue, her face darkening instantly. A flicker of jealousy darted through her eyes. She realized that in terms of facial features and skin quality, Chen Muxue completely eclipsed her. She even looked better than many renowned A-list celebrities, leading Angela to mistakenly assume that she was a competitor.

"Hello, Angela. I am the head of Qingcheng Technology. My name is Chen Muxue." Chen Muxue smiled at Angela from across the cap-wearing woman.

"Qingcheng Technology? Never heard of it!" The woman in the baseball cap looked on with disdain. She quickly scanned her memory for the names of major companies in Qingyang, but none matched. Seeing the displeasure on Angela's face, she asked contemptuously, "What does your company do? Do you have any background or influence?"

"Our company specializes in high-end cosmetics. To be honest, we are a newly established firm, but I am confident that we will open up the market soon. When that happens, I would love to invite Ms. Angela to film an advertisement for us!" Chen Muxue did not hide her company’s current situation, responding politely and with candor.

"Newly established? That means you have no background or influence, then? Pfft!" The woman in the baseball cap looked at Chen Muxue with scorn, then proceeded to check the registration status of Qingcheng Technology on her phone as if no one else were present.

"I knew I hadn't heard of it. It’s just a tiny, insignificant cosmetics company. Please! Could you stop wasting Angela’s time? With your company’s stature, you actually have the nerve to ask Angela to be your spokesperson? What a delusional pipe dream!"

Upon seeing the registered capital and the company’s background information, the woman in the cap felt even more indignant, as if she had been insulted by Chen Muxue’s audacity. Given Angela’s popularity, how could she possibly accept an endorsement deal from such a small company?

Chen Muxue’s pretty face flushed with embarrassment and a touch of irritation at the caustic, mean-spirited remarks. Her company wasn't large, and while it was fine if the endorsement didn't work out, there was no need for such an attitude. She felt deeply disappointed; the small amount of goodwill she had once felt for Angela from watching her on television gradually faded away.

"Remember this: try to avoid contact with people of this level in the future!" Angela’s face was cold and arrogant. Realizing the woman was just looking for an endorsement, she felt a sense of superiority. She cast a disdainful look at Chen Muxue, picked up her foundation, and resumed touching up her makeup, stating coldly, "Otherwise, people will mock us for lowering our status."

"Understood!" The woman in the baseball cap nodded. She then waved her hand at Chen Muxue as if shooing away a beggar, looking extremely impatient. "Did you hear Angela? Get back to wherever you came from!"

Chen Muxue bit her lip, feeling a sharp, stabbing pain in her heart. She had only come over to ask if Angela might be interested in a future collaboration with Qingcheng Technology, as she was confident in her company’s growth and hoped to secure a spokesperson. She hadn't expected to be so humiliated the moment she opened her mouth.

"No wonder you grew up drinking civet cat coffee; even your speech reeks of excrement," Su Zheng suddenly remarked languidly from the side.

The moment he finished, Angela’s face turned deathly pale, her expression twisting in rage. Since she had become famous, this was the first time anyone had dared to insult her so brazenly!

"Who are you talking about?!" The woman in the baseball cap stood up abruptly, pointing at Su Zheng and shouting angrily.

"Whoever is drinking civet cat coffee is who I'm talking about," Su Zheng replied calmly. "What, you were making such a fuss about having to drink excrement, and now you won't let anyone talk about it?"

"Pfft..." Chen Muxue, who had been feeling stifled, couldn't help but laugh. This bad guy really had a sharp tongue. Even the young woman at the bar counter covered her mouth to hide a giggle.

"You death-seeking trash, how dare you insult our Angela?!" The woman in the cap cursed viciously, then shouted to the two bodyguards, "Beat him! Beat him to death!"

The two bodyguards immediately charged at Su Zheng. One of them swung a calloused hand, like a heavy shovel, slapping fiercely toward Su Zheng’s head.

"Su Zheng!" Chen Muxue cried out in alarm, her expression changing instantly. She knew that if that slap connected, it could easily give Su Zheng a concussion.

The woman in the cap and Angela couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, eager to see Su Zheng’s face beaten into a pulp. Even though the kid was handsome, his tongue was just too poisonous.

However, to their surprise, the bodyguard’s supposedly sure-fire slap stopped mid-air, caught firmly by a hand that felt like an iron clamp. The bodyguard froze, instinctively trying to pull his hand back, only to feel a surge of intense, piercing pain rush into his brain.

"Aaargh..." He let out a miserable shriek, his scalp tingling with pain!

No matter how much strength he exerted, he couldn't break free. Eventually, covered in cold sweat, he looked at Su Zheng with sheer terror. The other bodyguard, seeing this, raised his leg to kick at Su Zheng!

*Snap!*

With a crisp sound, the second bodyguard was sent flying through the air as Su Zheng swiped his hand.

"Uh!" Angela and the woman in the cap froze, their expressions solidifying as panic began to surface in their eyes. They couldn't understand how the seemingly refined and handsome Su Zheng could possess such incredible strength. These were bodyguards Angela had spent a fortune to hire, yet in front of Su Zheng, they were like paper cutouts, their combat effectiveness reduced to zero!

"You... let go! What do you think you're doing? Security! Security, come quickly! Someone is causing trouble here!" The woman in the cap was the first to react, shouting toward the entrance.

"Stop! Stop right there!" Hearing the commotion in the lounge, two security guards at the entrance rushed over with rubber batons. "This is the Shenghui Group; this is not a place for you to be fighting!"

The two guards spoke with authority, ready to intervene at any moment. As security for the Shenghui Group, they were elite, hand-picked former special forces soldiers with exceptional skills. Backed by the massive influence of the Shenghui Group, they had plenty of confidence to throw out anyone who dared to cause trouble.

"Su Zheng, please let go. We came here to sign an agreement; don't let this ruin our business!" Chen Muxue recovered from her shock and whispered to Su Zheng.

Su Zheng remained calm and finally released the bodyguard’s wrist.

"Hiss..." The bodyguard, not daring to stand before Su Zheng any longer, clutched his wrist and retreated in agony.

"What exactly is going on here?!" the security guard at the door demanded of Su Zheng.