Qin Feng smiled, while Li Nianshan sitting across from him carried himself with an air of lofty dignity, as if to say that, as a government official, I’d be afraid of whom? Looking at Song Qi, she felt something was off—how thoroughly they had investigated the matter, clearly prepared to go all out, even if it meant making a final stand. Could they possibly gain an advantage over the Qin Group under such circumstances? Yet, despite being Li Nianshan’s lover and a key representative in many of his business ventures, those ventures still ultimately belonged to him, and she had little leverage. Her only real concern was that if Li Nianshan ultimately lost this struggle, the outcome might be devastating—her current privileged lifestyle could then come to an end. Li Nianshan relied entirely on the power he held. He believed he had a clear understanding of the situation—he knew that if the Qin Group was moving its operations to the provincial capital, it wouldn’t be sufficient to just build an office building. They would inevitably need to acquire more land for additional office spaces and factory facilities. This would mean ongoing interaction between the two parties, and as the Director of the Land and Resources Bureau, he would have the leverage to squeeze them. So, would the Qin Group dare to confront him directly? That was why he was so confident and continued to demand compensation exceeding the stipulated amount. "Although the words are somewhat indirect, the meaning is clear—should you fail to meet my expectations today, you'll never satisfy me tomorrow." Qin Feng spoke calmly, "I'm only responsible for handling matters at hand. As for what comes after, others will take care of that." "Regarding the principle of 'leaving room for future flexibility' that Director Li advocates, I don't see the need for it. I'll be honest—anyone who dares stand in my way will be dismissed without hesitation. So, I'd suggest certain individuals make room now, before I take decisive action!" Thud—Li Nianshan slammed his palm on the table, shouting, "Young man, you're truly arrogant! Believe me, with just one sentence, I can make your company unable to operate in the provincial capital!" "Believe me not," Qin Feng replied with a thoughtful smile. "Director Li, go ahead and show me what you've got. Let's see who will fall first. But before you launch your move, shouldn't we settle the matters at hand first?" He produced a contract and tossed a pen across the table, saying, "You're free to decline signing it. I'll immediately hand it over to the judicial authorities. Just remember—one thing: there's a camera installed above our heads. I can use our previous conversation as evidence and submit it to the procuratorate. So, before you take your move, think carefully about how you'll respond!" With that, Qin Feng stood up and walked out. What a show-off! A mere director of the land and resources bureau, really treating himself like a dish to be served. Qin, the young executive, slammed the door behind him. Li Nianshan's face turned pale; he began to regret his actions. If only he had known how firm the other party would be, he shouldn't have played his own games from the start. Now that the situation had escalated, signing would be a source of embarrassment, while refusing to sign risked the other side taking a full-blown stand—something that would undoubtedly impact his career trajectory. Song Qian asked cautiously, "What should we do?" "What are we going to do? This is such a simple matter—yet we can't even manage a simple cold salad dish. We have to have me personally intervene, and now our face is completely ruined!" Li Nianshan vented his frustration onto her, angrily picking up his pen and writing furiously on the contract, muttering under his breath, "Absolutely don't let anything go wrong under my watch—I'm going to squash you!" … The city of Pingplain, a line of black vehicles exited the highway toll gate. Not only did they match in color, but they were all the same brand. Along the roadside, another row of cars was parked. To someone unfamiliar, it would surely seem as though a high-ranking official had come to inspect the scene—how could an ordinary wealthy family manage such a refined setup? Liu Su stepped out of one of the vehicles and waved gently at the slowing convoy. The convoy came to a halt. The vehicle in the middle opened its right side door, and a young man with black glasses stepped down, jogging over to bow and say, "Mister Liu, the Master has invited you to speak with him." "Understood," Liu Su replied calmly. She simply couldn't understand—since they were there to cause trouble, why had they made such a grand entrance? Wasn't it more appropriate to be understated? Nowadays, even officials in office have learned to keep things low-key. She approached the vehicle but did not immediately climb in. The rear window glass automatically lowered, revealing a face exquisitely alluring. She is the Grand Master of the Heaven's Right Sect, actually over forty-five years old. If it weren't for her wearing high-end fur garments and exuding such a strong presence, no one would believe she claimed to be only twenty. "Grand Master," Liu Su greeted her, addressing her formally in the presence of outsiders rather than as "Auntie." "Yes, things have been calm here lately, haven't they?" the woman glanced at her. "Very calm," Liu Su replied seriously. "I've already assessed Qin Feng's condition. As long as we don't actively seek his trouble, he won't come after us." The woman smiled. "Indeed? Then I'm here precisely to create trouble for him. Let's see if a twenty-year-old rookie has the strength to stand against me!" Liu Su's expression tightened. "There's one more matter I'd like to report to the Grand Master." "Important, or not?" the woman asked, showing clear impatience. "If it's not significant, then please don't bother me with such trivial matters. I've been traveling for several hours—my legs are tired!" “Liu Su quickly interjected: ‘It’s a rather significant matter. Our team has learned that Qin Feng plans to relocate the company to the provincial capital. Initially, I didn’t take it seriously—after all, his company is large and wouldn’t move overnight. But today, we’ve received news that he’s already taken a group of senior executives to the provincial capital!’ ‘What?’ the woman’s expression turned cold, her voice sharp. ‘He’s not here—then I’ve just wasted my time. How is your intelligence work falling short of such a basic oversight?’ ‘Master, please don’t be angry. I’ve already arranged the finest hotel room for you and have included some local specialties.’ Liu Su’s face took on a subtly suggestive tone.