My husband Can Cultivate

Chapter 462 I Really am the President!

"So, you’re a fighter, kid! No wonder you dared to impersonate the president and cause trouble at the National Medicine Association in broad daylight!"

At that moment, Lin Heng also walked in and bellowed, "Do you know the consequences of causing trouble at the National Medicine Association? And you even dared to injure someone!"

"Are you saying I should have just stood here and let them beat me?" Yang Qi’s gaze turned icy.

It was a good thing it was him today. If it had been any ordinary person, that blow from Lin Qiang alone would have been enough to cause a concussion, to say nothing of seven or eight men attacking at once. They probably would have beaten him half to death. Is this really the National Medicine Association? This is too vicious! Is this the National Medicine Association or a street gang?

"Hmph! You, an impostor, were committing indecent acts with this shameless woman, tarnishing the president’s reputation! You deserve to be beaten!" Lin Heng snorted coldly. "Just you wait. I’ve already called security. If you’ve got the guts, let’s see you act this arrogant when they arrive!"

"You should watch what you say. It doesn’t matter for me, I’m a man, but Miss Chen is a young woman. Tarnishing her reputation is a grave offense!" Yang Qi said coldly. "Besides, how do you know I’m not the president of the National Medicine Association? What makes you so sure I’m an impostor?"

"What makes me sure? These sharp eyes of mine!" Lin Heng declared smugly. "I knew you were no good with a single glance. The president? Reputation? What reputation does a shameless woman need?"

SLAP!

Yang Qi stepped forward and slapped Lin Heng across the face. "Old man, watch your mouth. I warned you to show some respect for women! Don’t just run your mouth! And I hope you can still act so righteous later."

Lin Heng sneered, "You dare put on a bold front before me? If the real president were coming, we would have been notified in advance to make arrangements. Who would just show up alone like you? The president of the National Medicine Association is an esteemed figure. You think he’d be as shabby as you, showing up for work in a tracksuit?"

"Uncle, stop wasting your breath on him! When the security department gets here, we’ll tie this guy up and interrogate him thoroughly!" Lin Qiang snarled, finally managing to crawl up from the floor.

By this time, a crowd had gathered outside, and Lin Heng’s confidence surged. "Don’t just stand there watching! There’s a bastard here impersonating the president! Don’t let him get away! Everyone, help tie him up!"

The people who came running at a time like this were mostly slackers. The diligent employees were busy with their work and had no time to gawk at the commotion.

Yang Qi memorized each of their faces. His memory had always been excellent; once he saw a face, he would never forget it. This was especially true now that he practiced Immortal Cultivation, which had made his memory even sharper.

"Kid, why don’t you take a good look at yourself in the mirror? You, the president?"

"Exactly! Get on your knees and wait for us to tie you up! You’re finished for daring to cause trouble here!"

"You’re not leaving in one piece today!"

These people were all cowards. They talked tough, but none of them dared to actually lay a hand on him. They were all talk, just shouting from a safe distance.

"Go and get Yao Ran for me!" Yang Qi commanded coldly.

"You dare call President Yao by his name? Are you looking for death?" Lin Heng cursed.

However, when he saw that Yang Qi wasn’t trying to flee but was instead sitting there drinking tea without a shred of fear, his eyelid began to twitch.

He had seen plenty of con artists, but this was the first time he’d met one with such impressive composure. With this kid’s fighting skills, escaping would be easy. But now he didn’t have time for such thoughts. He was actually delighted. Catching a fraud impersonating the president would be a major accomplishment. For a long time, the two vice presidents hadn’t liked him much. They thought he was useless and prone to shady dealings, so they were rather cold toward him. With a major accomplishment like this, who would dare to criticize him now?

When Manager Liu, the head of the security department, heard about this, his heart skipped a beat. He sensed something was amiss and hurried to the president’s office with his team. He saw the crowd gathered around, looking on as if it were a festival.

"Don’t you all have work to do? Get back to it!" Manager Liu roared angrily.

The crowd quickly scattered, clearing a path for him.

"Which son of a bitch dares to impersonate our president? Does he have a death wish?" Manager Liu strode into the room, his eyes immediately locking onto Yang Qi sitting there. He didn’t notice Chen Baixiang, who was crouched down and packing things up.

He had been genuinely shocked to hear someone was impersonating the president. After all, he was the head of security. If he allowed such a person to slip in, his job would be on the line. Before arriving, he had imagined some pretentious old scholar. Instead, he saw a young man in a white tracksuit who looked to be only in his twenties.

This brat dares to impersonate the president? Has he gone mad?

He raised the electric baton in his hand, pointed it at Yang Qi, and bellowed, "You bastard! You’ve got some nerve. Impersonating the president is one thing, but you even dared to attack people."

As he spoke, he swung the electric baton down toward Yang Qi. He was cut from the same cloth as the others.

Yang Qi, however, remained seated, perfectly calm. As the baton descended, he suddenly flicked a finger. The baton reversed direction and struck Manager Liu right on the forehead.

Manager Liu had already switched the baton on. He instantly felt a numbing jolt surge through his body and collapsed to the floor, nearly passing out right then and there. Fortunately, the baton clattered to the side after impact; otherwise, Manager Liu would have been completely knocked out by the shock.

He shook his dizzy head and shrieked, "You little bastard, you dare hit me? Don’t you know I’m the security manager? What are you all standing around for? Get him! Tie him up for me!"

Manager Liu was furious. He had been utterly humiliated in front of so many people.

"Manager Liu, are you sure you want to do this?" Yang Qi said with a smile. "The security department’s job is to protect the people of the National Medicine Association. Aren’t you going to ask some questions and investigate before taking action against me? Casually swinging an electric baton at people... is this how you do things? Be careful you don’t offend someone you can’t afford to, or you might find yourself out of a job!"

Manager Liu was startled.

That’s right. The National Medicine Association is a complex place, with powerful figures everywhere. He was always so careful, terrified of offending some big shot. Today, hearing Personnel Manager Lin Heng say someone was impersonating the president, he had gotten hot-headed and acted rashly. He should have asked questions first.