The elders act despicably, and the youngsters lack manners.

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Yang Chen was still subject to high-consumption restrictions by the court, and the crowd of onlookers was growing steadily. If footage of him were uploaded online and went viral, and people dug up the fact that he was currently the chairman of Four Seas Group, it might trigger unnecessary public opinion and scrutiny.

Therefore, Yang Chen hurriedly interrupted Xue Qian and the others, instructing each of them to take some items and go pay for them.

Xue Qian and her companions scrambled eagerly to grab as many items as possible to pay for. By doing so, they could demonstrate their sincerity, hoping that whenever Yang Chen eventually started repaying his debts, they would be prioritized.

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"Did you all see that? The president who scolds you every day acts like a dog in front of someone truly powerful."

"I thought it was unfair a moment ago, but now I think it's fair. People of that status deserve to enjoy such things. If I were in his shoes, I'd probably enjoy it even more than he does."

"My previous impression of rich people was that they bought things without looking at the price tags and whipped out gold cards to swipe directly. Now my understanding of the wealthy has been refreshed—it turns out that truly powerful people don't even spend money when they shop."

Soon, Xue Qian and the others finished paying and piled all the purchases in front of Yang Chen.

The cashier supervisor hurriedly stepped forward, bowed in greeting, and then asked with a smile, "Hello, sir. Do you need home delivery? Our staff can deliver anywhere in the city."

Before Yang Chen could reply, Xue Qian quickly chimed in, "There's no need for home delivery. Just send someone to help us load the items into our car."

Yang Chen smiled and nodded. "Right, just help us take them to the car."

The cashier supervisor nodded hastily and instructed the delivery department staff to take the merchandise to Xue Qian's vehicle.

Several company presidents chatted with Yang Chen as they walked.

They did little more than air their grievances to Yang Chen, letting him know how difficult their current situations were, in the hope that Yang Chen would prioritize them when the time came to repay his debts.

Yang Chen had his own plan. He intended to revitalize all of Four Seas Group's operations and then use the profits generated by those businesses to slowly pay off the debts, rather than relying on a small profit from investments to arbitrarily pay off random creditors.

What Yang Chen ultimately wanted was a comprehensively and healthily developing Four Seas Group, not one where only the investment department was brought back to life.

Yang Chen smiled and said, "I completely understand the difficulties you gentlemen are facing, but you must also understand mine. What I need to do right now is revitalize all of Four Seas Group's operations. That way, not only will all of you creditors get your money back, but you'll also be able to continue our business partnerships. That is the best possible outcome."

The executives smiled, nodded, and chimed in with agreement.

Yang Chen continued, "So, I must ask you gentlemen to persevere a little longer and buy me some more time. I guarantee that every single one of you will receive your repayments and will also be able to continue doing business with the resurrected Four Seas Group. Sound good?"

The executives were stirred by Yang Chen's words, and a sudden surge of hope filled their hearts.

Of course, their hope wasn't born merely from a few words; ultimately, it was Yang Chen's formidable earning capacity that made them see the light at the end of the tunnel.

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The group arrived at the first floor, which was the cosmetics section. Since they were already here, they naturally had to bring Chen Xi in to take a look around. They didn't necessarily have to buy anything; just broadening her horizons would be worthwhile.

The poise of the wealthy couldn't be acquired overnight—otherwise, the term "nouveau riche" wouldn't exist—so it had to be cultivated bit by bit.

The executives were tactful enough not to stick too close. They made the excuse of buying gifts for their wives or daughters, trailing at a respectful distance behind Yang Chen and Chen Xi, ready to step forward and foot the bill at any moment.

Yang Chen and Chen Xi didn't feel right letting the executives pay for everything anymore, so they simply browsed Dior's lipsticks and eyebrow pencils—items Chen Xi could easily afford on her own.

As Chen Xi stood before a mirror testing an eyebrow pencil, Hua Jun, the chairman of Yihua Entertainment, approached with his wife and their son and daughter.

"Well, well, if it isn't Chairman Yang! What brings you here?" Hua Jun asked with a sneer.

Some people were simply wretched; unless you beat them black and blue, they would never realize how insignificant they were compared to their opponents.

Hua Jun was convinced that Yang Chen was merely a powerless scapegoat, so he looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that Hua Jun's wife and children were present, Yang Chen decided to maintain a shred of professional courtesy and didn't immediately tear into him.

"Chairman Hua, just buy your own things and save your breath," Yang Chen said coldly.

Hua Jun chuckled. "Weren't you restricted from high consumption by the court? How come you're still strolling around a place like this? Are you refusing to pay your debts just so you can pamper yourself? If I were to report you right now, you'd be in deep trouble."

Yang Chen turned and glared at Hua Jun. "Are you out of your damn mind and completely lacking in situational awareness? I'm out having a great time shopping and didn't want to lower myself to your level, yet you insist on stirring up trouble like a petty pest. I'll say this one last time: Huo Bing endorsing GRM weight-loss pills and getting flak from netizens is not my responsibility; it's the natural consequence of you people carelessly endorsing products without doing your due diligence. As for the auction of Yida Film shares, it came down to pure capability. You couldn't afford the price and lost to me because your skills were lacking. If you're frustrated, go vent on your wife; stop acting like a bitch in front of me."

Hua Jun's twenty-four-year-old son, Hua An, immediately barked, "Who the hell do you think you are talking to?"

Yang Chen stepped forward and delivered a swift kick straight to Hua An's lower abdomen. Proficient in Baji Quan, Yang Chen packed considerable power into the strike. Hua An was sent flying three or four meters away before crashing heavily onto the tile floor, clutching his stomach, unable to cry out in agony.

"Damn it! When adults are talking, what gives a brat like you the right to butt in? The father acts like a bitch and the son has no manners—utterly clueless!" Yang Chen cursed at Hua An.

Hua Jun's wife and daughter rushed over to check on Hua An. Seeing this, Hua Jun threw a punch at Yang Chen to stand up for his son. But in the next split second, he too was sent flying, crashing squarely into his wife and daughter and knocking them all to the ground. The whole family was neatly laid out flat.

Not far away, Chen Chen, Lin Taiyan, and the others hurried over in a panic.

"Chairman Yang, what's going on here?" Chen Chen asked anxiously.

Yang Chen replied indifferently, "It's nothing. Why haven't you guys left yet? We were just wandering around and aren't buying anything else. Thank you, gentlemen, you can head back now."

Lin Taiyan quickly said, "My afternoon is wide open anyway. Since I'm already here, I might as well buy some cosmetics for my wife. Who are these people?"

"Hua Jun, chairman of Yihua Entertainment, and his family. Damn it, they deliberately came over to provoke me. Did they really expect me to just take it?" Yang Chen replied angrily.

The executives gasped inwardly. Hua Jun, the chairman of Yihua Entertainment, was a heavyweight figure in the entertainment industry with dozens of A-list directors and stars under his wing. Through the sprawling connections of those dozens of celebrities, there was no telling how many influential figures he could leverage. Yet Yang Chen had just laid out his entire family in broad daylight—truly a newborn calf unafraid of the tiger.