If it wasn't for the fact that he knew he couldn't defeat Chen Yu for the time being...
Wen Xinghui would definitely call his subordinates in and teach Chen Yu a lesson with his fists.
At this moment, a suspicion arose in Wen Xinghui's mind.
His father's corpse, burned to ashes by the villagers, was very likely guided by Chen Yu behind the scenes.
He was an entrepreneur with a net worth of nearly 10 billion, yet Chen Yu was now forcing him to work like a slave for a group of country bumpkins.
Just thinking about it made Wen Xinghui furious.
Seeing the unwillingness in Wen Xinghui's heart, Chen Yu couldn't help but reveal a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Wen Xinghui should have thought of retribution before doing such a heinous thing as taking over others' luck.
Never thought of it before?
It didn't matter.
Chen Yu would definitely help him deepen his memory.