Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1142 - 1117: The Righteous Big Brother

"Big brother, just say the word—even if it means climbing a mountain of knives or diving into a sea of fire, I’ll do it without hesitation," Brother Leopard declared, gazing intently at Ye Chen.

"It’s not that serious. It’s just a small matter for you," Ye Chen replied with a grin.

Folks like Brother Leopard cherish loyalty above all else. He’s prepared to face dangers for his brothers and battle fiercely to the end for anyone he trusts deeply.

Now that Brother Leopard and his crew have pledged themselves to him as their boss, how could he possibly allow his brothers to plunge into peril?

"Big brother, what exactly is it?" Brother Leopard rubbed his head, inquiring.

Usually, they only handle massive, deadly assignments, but Ye Chen claims this one’s trivial.

"Go warn the one who hired you: if they provoke me once more, their fate will be horrific," Ye Chen stated icily.

Ye Chen didn’t even need to inquire; he knew precisely who had hired Brother Leopard—surely a associate of the square-faced guy behind Zhao Ziwei’s abduction.

Ye Chen doesn’t give a damn about that individual’s identity; he simply needs Brother Leopard to pass on the threat.

Ye Chen avoids stirring up trouble first, but should that fool persist in launching assaults, they can’t fault Ye Chen for striking back mercilessly.

"Rest easy, big brother, I’ll handle it right away," Brother Leopard promised, flashing a broad smile.

Brother Leopard follows Ye Chen’s commands to the letter; doing so means botching the job and losing out on the payout.

Still, Brother Leopard couldn’t care less, since calling a man he genuinely respects his big brother outweighs any cash reward.

Ye Chen realizes that having Brother Leopard relay the message will mean forfeiting their employer’s payment.

"Ah-Bao, share your bank details with me. I’ll wire you one million, ensuring you and your brothers aren’t shortchanged," Ye Chen offered, smiling warmly.

At those words, the whole group stood stunned; casually dropping a million showed Ye Chen’s staggering generosity.

Their client had merely offered twenty thousand. Hard times plague everyone; even hitmen struggle to make ends meet, with rates plummeting sharply.

But with hunger looming, Brother Leopard’s team needed sustenance, so they grabbed the gig despite the meager fee.

Ye Chen’s sum towers fivefold over the client’s bid—such lavishness solidifies Brother Leopard’s faith in his choice.

"Big brother, no way! How can I take your cash? Just letting me be your little brother is more than enough," Brother Leopard quickly declined.

"No need for formalities. Keeping your brothers afloat is no simple task," Ye Chen countered with a smile.

Faced with Ye Chen’s firm push, Brother Leopard reluctantly handed over his account info.

Ye Chen dialed a number, and moments later, Brother Leopard’s phone pinged with a message alert.

A quick check of his balance revealed a fresh million added.

Overflowing with thanks, Brother Leopard stared at Ye Chen and uttered, "Thank you, big brother. Thank you so much, big brother."

Only seconds earlier, he’d figured Ye Chen was just talking big, not dreaming he’d truly send over a million.

Brother Leopard’s subordinates shared the shock.

How could a guy as youthful as Ye Chen splash money so freely?

Back when Brother Leopard first urged them to hail Ye Chen as big brother, a few had hesitated.

But now, they embrace Ye Chen as their big brother wholeheartedly.

Ye Chen boasts not just unmatched skills but also vast wealth.

Why do folks in their world dive in? Loyalty matters, yet money looms larger.

With aging parents and young kids relying on them, the family’s burden rests squarely on their shoulders.

They endure a knife-edge existence, despising the crushing stress; but without funds, survival vanishes.

No one picks this path willingly; encountering a figure like Ye Chen sparks real optimism for tomorrow.

"Good, then from here on, stay by my side—no more wicked acts, got it?" Ye Chen cautioned.

"Yes, yes, absolutely," they chorused together.

Offered honest employment, who’d opt for perilous felonies?

Life’s relentless grind forced them into this mess.

"Fine, head back to your routines; ditch the rough stuff now. Cherish time with your families," Ye Chen dismissed them with a wave.

His words touched them deeply; this lifestyle stole family moments, ending days gripped by dread. Yet finally, they could return home to loved ones.

Ye Chen exited the alley, stopped at a close-by bakery, picked up a strawberry cake, and grabbed a bunch of vibrant flowers.

He sped off to Song Xiaoxiao’s school, hiding his car from view.

Clutching the cake and blooms, he neared the school gate, poised to greet Song Xiaoxiao.

Song Xiaoxiao ought to have wrapped up classes already.

Since Song Xiaoxiao still hadn’t emerged, Ye Chen started feeling uneasy.

The guard blocked him when he tried to enter.

While Ye Chen waited in growing anxiety, Song Xiaoxiao headed for the exit.

She wore a sour expression, a man following right behind her.

"Xiaoxiao, let’s grab dinner. Can’t you indulge me a bit?" the elegant man proposed.

"Li Yan, I’ve already told you I’m busy," Song Xiaoxiao shot back, her face full of irritation.

"Xiaoxiao, don’t fib. I asked your roommate; you’re free tonight," Li Yan said with a grin.

He had confirmed with Song Xiaoxiao’s roommate that she was making it up.

Li Yan arrived fully armed, leaving no room for Song Xiaoxiao’s excuses.

Song Xiaoxiao scowled and declared, "Li Yan, even if I had time, I wouldn’t eat with you. Quit harassing me."

"Xiaoxiao, why don’t you like me? What’s so bad about me?" Li Yan asked, gazing at Song Xiaoxiao with regret.

He’d always seen himself as good-looking, rich, and charismatic, figuring women would swoon over him.

But Song Xiaoxiao kept brushing him aside.

"You have a boyfriend? Why haven’t I heard of him or seen him pick you up at school?" Li Yan probed skeptically.

"Li Yan, that’s absurd. Why would I tell you about my love life?" Song Xiaoxiao mocked him.

This idiot lacks any brains; she shares no bond with him, hasn’t spared him a proper look, yet he clings like a shadow.

Song Xiaoxiao’s hatred deepened the harder Li Yan pursued her.

"Xiaoxiao, I truly adore you; you’re the only one for me," Li Yan professed, seizing Song Xiaoxiao’s arm.

"Release her," a male voice abruptly commanded.