webnovelfull Chapter 653 This is the land of the Chinese
Chapter 653 This is the land of the Chinese
Li Yunlong looked at Su Zhengyang, whose face was gloomy, and immediately said, "President, I will take care of this arrogant old foreigner."
Su Zhengyang's eyes were cold as ice. He slowly stood up and walked step by step towards Dwight who was making a noise.
"Dwight!" Su Zhengyang's voice was not loud, but every word sounded like ice hitting metal, crisp and cold. "This is China, not England, let alone barren India! Put away your arrogant face!"
Dwight was originally gesticulating and complaining, but when he heard Su Zhengyang's voice, he subconsciously turned around. When he saw that the person standing in front of him was the Chinese president, the arrogant expression on his face froze instantly. A flash of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, quietly put back the gun that was originally tightly held in his hand, and put on a forced smile.
"President Su, it's you." Dwight tried to make his voice sound calm. "Excuse me, this is not my fault. The service of this hotel is really unsatisfactory. As a distinguished guest of the hotel, they should meet my requirements."
He tried to hide his guilty conscience with a haughty tone, but Su Zhengyang was obviously unmoved. He stared at Dwight coldly, and his deep eyes seemed to contain thousands of wind and snow.
As everyone watched with bated breath, Su Zhengyang suddenly raised his right hand and slapped Dwight in the face with a loud slap. The slap was so powerful that it seemed to break his facial bones. Dwight's tall body staggered back a few steps, and a clear five-finger mark immediately appeared on his face.
He covered his face in shock, his eyes full of disbelief. At that moment, he felt that the whole world was spinning, stars appeared in front of his eyes, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd around him, but Su Zhengyang seemed not to hear it. His eyes were still as cold as ice, staring at Dwight closely.
"In China, no one can be so arrogant!" Su Zhengyang's voice echoed in the silent hall, "Even foreign guests must abide by our rules."
After a brief moment of shock, the anger in Dwight's eyes rose like a burning flame. As one of the highest-ranking generals in the British Indian Army, he had supreme authority in the Indian colony, and no one dared to disobey any of his orders. However, at this moment, on this ancient Chinese land, he was so rudely accused and beaten by the president Su Zhengyang.
His eyes were wide open, and his chest was rising and falling violently, like an enraged lion. "Shit!" He spat out the word angrily, his tone full of arrogance, "President Su, I want to remind you! I am a guest of your country! I am also a senior general of England, you are not qualified to teach me a lesson!"
His words echoed in the empty hall, his voice was sharp and harsh, as if he was challenging some kind of authority. The people around were stunned by this sudden change, they were either stunned, or whispering, or curiously watching this unexpected conflict.
The lobby on the first floor of the Tenglong Hotel became unusually quiet at this moment, with only Dwight's angry roar and Su Zhengyang's cold response. In addition to the hotel staff, there were also foreign guests from various countries in the lobby. They were either wearing gorgeous dresses or neat suits. They were all VIPs who came to attend the Prince of Windsor's dinner, but now they all became witnesses of this conflict.
They were either surprised or suspicious, or whispering or watching silently, and everyone tried to interpret more information from this conflict. The confrontation between Dwight and Su Zhengyang seemed to have become the most eye-catching focus of the night.
In the tense atmosphere of the lobby on the first floor of the Tenglong Hotel, Su Zhengyang's attitude became increasingly cold. He pointed his gaze at Dwight and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Dwight, I don't like your attitude. You openly insulted our citizens as 'yellow-skinned pigs' in this land and made such unreasonable demands on the waitresses in the hotel. You simply don't take China seriously. As the host, I don't need to be polite to you."
As soon as Su Zhengyang finished speaking, the atmosphere around him became even more tense. Dwight's face turned pale and blue. He obviously didn't expect Su Zhengyang to point out his behavior so directly. He was furious, but he knew that he couldn't vent his anger here. He could only suppress his anger and said in a trembling voice: "President Su, you are insulting me and England! Our friendly relationship ends here!"
Su Zhengyang sneered, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, looking directly into Dwight's eyes: "Mr. Dwight, you seem to have some misunderstanding about your identity. A small person like you has no right to decide the direction of the relationship between the two countries. Even if this worsens the relationship between the two countries, I will never condone your evil deeds."
As soon as these words came out, the people around couldn't help but be shocked. They didn't expect Su Zhengyang to be so firm in his stance and not care about Dwight's threats. And Dwight became even more angry. He clenched his fists and tried to suppress his anger.
After a moment, Dwight laughed coldly, raised his head, his eyes full of provocation: "Very good, President Su, I will remember the slap you gave me today." After that, he turned around and prepared to leave this humiliating place.
However, just as he was about to step out of the door, Su Zhengyang's voice rang out again: "Stop!"
Dwight paused, turned around, his eyes full of confusion and anger: "What else do you want?"
Su Zhengyang looked at him coldly and said word by word: "One slap is far from enough. Mr. Dwight, you need to pay a more serious price for your actions."
Dwight's face changed. He didn't expect Su Zhengyang to be so persistent. He shouted angrily, "What do you want? Are you going to kill me?"
Su Zhengyang did not answer his question, but smiled coldly: "Kill you? That would be too easy for you. I want you to know that this is Chinese land, not a place where you can do whatever you want. Your behavior has violated our laws, and you must pay the price for it."
Everyone around held their breath, watching the confrontation between Su Zhengyang and Dwight, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation. They didn't know what would happen next, but they knew that the conflict had escalated to a new level.
Dwight's face changed. He knew he was at a disadvantage. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm. "President Su, I admit that my previous behavior was a bit extreme. But I hope you can understand that this is just a misunderstanding. I am willing to apologize for this and compensate the hotel and the waitress for their losses."
Su Zhengyang looked at him coldly: "Apology and compensation are necessary, but this is not the end. You still need to accept legal sanctions." After that, he waved his hand and signaled the guard next to him to come forward and take Dwight away.
The guests around started talking, their voices rippling in the air like tiny waves. Their eyes were filled with surprise and worry, and everyone was interpreting this sudden conflict in their own way.
"The Chinese president's attitude is really tough." A middle-aged gentleman whispered, his eyes closely following Dwight who was taken away by the guards. "I originally thought that Chinese people were relatively gentle and tolerant, but I didn't expect to see such a scene today."
"Yeah, who would have thought of that?" A noble lady next to him echoed, "General Dwight's status is not ordinary. He is one of England's highest military commanders in India. President Su Zhengyang's disrespect for him may cause greater conflicts between the two countries."
"It's hard to say," a young officer interjected. "International relations are complex and volatile nowadays. A small conflict could trigger a series of chain reactions."