No Different From A Devil!

Li Zhenting's gaze was as sharp as an eagle, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

Slowly, he retrieved his phone and tapped on it a few times.

In no time, the car window rolled down, and he sternly commanded, "Get lost. If there are indeed issues with our company's products, take legal measures and consult our legal department. We will handle it fairly and reasonably."

But this man had come with the intention of taking advantage. He had heard about the exorbitant compensation Li Zhenting had paid to a customer due to perfume quality issues.

Now, as a destitute man, he wanted to seize an opportunity.

Instead of leaving, he crossed his arms and prepared to continue his obstinacy.

A flash of coldness flickered in Li Zhenting's eyes. Suddenly, he stomped on the accelerator.

The car roared fiercely as it charged straight towards the man.

The man stood there petrified, dumbfounded.

"Quick, move aside!" Shen Ning's heart pounded as she rushed forward and forcefully pushed the man.

The man was sent flying and fell to the ground, far away.

Li Zhenting's luxury car raced past, narrowly missing him.

Once he regained his senses, the man turned pale and began wailing.

One can only imagine that if Shen Ning hadn't given him a push, he would likely be lying on the ground, bleeding profusely, on his way to meet the King of Hell.

Shen Ning stood there, her body chilled as if all her blood had turned cold.

It was the first time she had witnessed Li Zhenting's ruthless and ferocious nature. He was no different from a devil!

Thoughts of her mother's death sent a shiver down her spine.

What wouldn't this cold-blooded and cruel man dare to do?

Inside the car.

Li Zhenting's falcon-like gaze glanced indifferently at her, his eyes emitting an icy aura that seemed to freeze the air into solid ice.

He pressed the accelerator, turned the steering wheel to the left, and swiftly headed towards the underground parking lot.

The man no longer dared to cause trouble and scurried away.

The crowd's faces paled, and they silently dispersed.

Shen Ning stood there in a daze, her body trembling with cold. She entered the lobby and stepped into the elevator.

Moments later, the elevator doors opened.

She looked up and found herself face to face with a strikingly handsome man.

Li Zhenting stared at her with a gloomy expression.

"Ah!" Shen Ning was startled and instinctively took several steps back.

Glancing up, she realized that in her absent-minded state, she had entered the president's exclusive elevator.

Well, she was now a partial owner of the company, so it wasn't entirely inappropriate for her to take the president's elevator.

However, she absolutely did not want to share an elevator ride with this devil.

As she contemplated making a swift escape, Li Zhenting had already stepped forward and pressed the button for the eighth floor.

The elevator doors closed slowly.

She bit her lip and held her breath, deliberately retreating several steps to maintain as much distance as possible.

Li Zhenting's face tightened, and a chilling aura emanated from him, creating an oppressive atmosphere within the confined space.

"Mr. Li," after a while, Shen Ning took the initiative to speak.

As a partial owner of the company, she believed she couldn't turn a blind eye to the situation. Something needed to be rectified because Guqi was her mother's life's work!

"Hmm."

"You can't treat our customers like this," she said firmly. "When a customer has an allergic reaction to our perfume, it indicates a problem with the product's quality. We should treat our customers with respect, make necessary improvements, and establish a positive brand image."

Li Zhenting sneered coldly, "Naïve and softhearted."

Shen Ning argued logically, "Doing business requires winning people over with integrity, not relying on violence. Guqi cannot afford to be so ruthless. Continuing like this will only alienate people."