Riding the elevator, Qin Cheng reached the place he wanted in no time.

As for Si Weimao, Old Biao had probably already knocked him out and hauled him away.

Qin Cheng had a pretty bad temper. He was the type who got angry easily, but you couldn't tell from his face.

In his previous life, if some idiot like Si Weimao had dared to swagger around in front of him like that, his choice would've been simple.

He would've cut the man down with one slash.

He had already given him a chance. He didn't want any pointless conflict with Si Weimao. But since the guy still insisted on blocking him, then he could bear the consequences of Qin Cheng's anger.

At first, Qin Cheng had even considered having Old Biao break Si Weimao's hand. But after thinking it over, that trash was still a member of the Si family, so he settled for knocking him out instead.

Qin Cheng wasn't worried about what the Si family might think of him either. Both he and Si Weimao were the kind their families had already labeled disappointments.

This was just minor scuffling between the younger generation. Besides, Qin Cheng was the only son of Qin Guoguang, chairman of Azure Cloud Group. Si Weimao, however, wasn't the Si family's only son.

What's more, the key figure in the marriage alliance between the two families was still Qin Cheng.

In terms of status, Qin Cheng clearly stood far above Si Weimao. That was why he had no reservations when he ordered Old Biao to beat him up.

Qin Cheng wouldn't do something brainless and reckless...

Uh, alright. He was a madman. Sometimes he would.

That was also why his mentality was especially good.

No matter how things ended, good or bad, he could sum it up in one line...

"As long as the crystal isn't down, it's no big deal."

He stepped out of the elevator. The area was fairly empty. After briefly checking the direction, Qin Cheng slowly walked over and knocked on the door.

Knock knock—

"Come in."

A gentle, pleasant voice came from inside. Qin Cheng turned the handle and walked in.

The moment he entered, a rather luxurious office came into view. Exquisite paintings hung on the tall walls on all four sides. A soft carpet covered the floor. To the left of the desk stood a row of bookshelves. Even the lights on the ceiling gave off a lavish golden glow.

At the very center sat a deep black office desk. A stern-looking middle-aged man was seated behind it, reading through documents in his hand. Beside him stood a sweet-looking secretary.

This was Qin Guoguang's office.

In other words, his dirt-cheap dad's office.

"Hello, Young Master Qin."

The beautiful secretary greeted him politely. Qin Cheng nodded, then looked toward Qin Guoguang. But Qin Guoguang acted as if he hadn't noticed Qin Cheng's arrival at all and ignored him.

Qin Cheng wasn't in a hurry either.

He closed the door behind him, walked to the chair in front of the desk, and sat down. As if bored, he glanced at his phone, then cracked his fingers. He had no intention of acknowledging Qin Guoguang either.

Quite a while passed without anyone speaking. The secretary stood obediently to the side. She said nothing, and didn't dare to.

Only a moment later did things finally shift. The secretary seemed to receive some message. She bent down and whispered a few words into Qin Guoguang's ear.

Only then did the situation change.

Qin Guoguang put down the documents in his hand and turned his gaze to Qin Cheng. His resolute eyes carried that unique authority of his. He still said nothing. He just looked at Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng, who had been playing with his phone, noticed the gaze. He put the phone away and calmly met Qin Guoguang's eyes.

Without yielding in the slightest.

It lasted five or six seconds.

[This brat...]

Qin Guoguang was a little surprised. His useless son actually wasn't afraid of him. But on the surface, his expression didn't change at all.

A moment later, Qin Guoguang narrowed his eyes. He waved a hand, and the secretary quickly got the hint and left the office.

Qin Guoguang stared at Qin Cheng and said slowly, "You should know what you just did, right?"

"I just beat up a piece of trash. Would you really be angry over that?"

The corners of Qin Cheng's lips lifted slightly. He crossed his long legs and shot Qin Guoguang an amused question.

"And you still have the nerve to say that? Your marriage is right around the corner. You want to stir up trouble for me at a time like this?"

Bang—

Qin Guoguang suddenly slammed his fist down hard on the desk. The dissatisfaction and anger in his eyes carried the majesty of a furious god. In an instant, the atmosphere between father and son froze.

"Heh..."

Qin Cheng laughed.

Bang—

He also smashed a fist onto the desk. The heavy force made the documents, books, and everything else on top tremble and shift slightly out of place.

He made the atmosphere even more rigid.

"I just think hanging around with a bunch of useless drinking buddies all day is beneath me. As the son of Qin Guoguang, chairman of Azure Cloud Group, you once told me to turn over a new leaf."

He stretched out a hand toward Qin Guoguang.

"Do you welcome that now?"

Qin Guoguang froze for a moment. Even with all his years in business and all the storms he'd weathered, he still failed to react right away.

A moment later, the corners of his mouth lifted as well. The resemblance between him and Qin Cheng was seven or eight parts alike.

"Hahahaha, damn it, that's how my son should be—arrogant as hell! Not some idiot playboy!"

Qin Guoguang burst out laughing, grabbed Qin Cheng's hand, and warmly thumped him once on the head. That free and unrestrained gesture instantly shattered the imposing image he had built up before.

"Welcome? Of course I welcome it!"