Young Master Wang's Apology

Wang Er was startled, feeling completely dazed. Dad, I'm over in Liu City right now. I haven't offended anyone. What's wrong?

Haven't offended anyone?

Wang Lin scoffed coldly. You'd better think carefully about whether you have or not. Do you know that just a minute before I called you, I received at least three calls from the capital? Among them were calls made personally by Elder Zeng and Elder Liu!

Elder Zeng? Elder Liu?

Wang Er was confused and couldn't immediately react. But soon, as if he had realized something, he stood up abruptly. Dad, are you talking about those two from the capital?

Who else?

Just how much trouble did you cause? To actually make Elder Zeng and Elder Liu personally call me!

Boom! Wang Er felt as if his head had exploded, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble uncontrollably.

I... I... I just ran into Xia Fei at the hotel...

Following that, he hastily recounted the entire incident in detail.

Are you brainless? With Xia Fei's status, would he act like a waiter for no reason?

Wang Lin was so angry he wanted to reach through the phone and slap his son. There must be some true big shot in that private room. Do you think it was appropriate for you to barge in like that?

Then... then... what should I do now? Wang Er felt a chill run down his spine.

Hurry up and go apologize right now! Let me tell you, if you can't get that big shot's forgiveness today, forget about yourself, even your old man will be severely dealt with by the higher-ups, and our Wang family won't be able to survive in the country anymore!

Wang Lin was not joking in the slightest.

Dad, I understand. I'll go right away! Wang Er didn't dare hesitate and quickly stood up.

After hanging up, he arrived outside the private room where Qin Ning and the others were. However, he only dared to stand there, no longer having the courage to push the door open and barge in like before.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone, found Xia Fei's number, and dialed it directly.

Young... Young Master Xia...

Wang Er then explained everything exactly as it happened.

Soon after hanging up, Xia Fei walked out of the private room.

He glanced at Wang Er. The man currently looked like a frightened rabbit, having long lost his previous arrogance.

I warned you in the private room earlier to watch what you say. Do you know you were wrong now? Xia Fei shot him a sideways glance.

Why didn't you make it clearer for me? How could I have known that the big shot inside had such immense power that he even alarmed those in the capital? Wang Er smiled bitterly.

Don't blame me for not telling you. After all, Young Master Qin's existence is rather special. Without his permission, how would I dare to speak carelessly about him?

Xia Fei said, Alright, go in later and apologize properly. Young Master Qin is quite magnanimous. Or rather, he simply has no interest in stooping to the level of a nobody like you.

Yes, yes. Wang Er hastily replied, feeling a surge of joy in his heart.

With Xia Fei leading the way, as long as he humbled himself, he should be fine.

Moreover, perhaps he could even use this opportunity to cling to this Young Master Qin's thigh?

That was someone who had ties with Elder Zeng! If the Wang family could latch onto him, wouldn't they soar to even greater heights?

Soon, under Xia Fei's lead, Wang Er entered the private room.

Young Master Qin, Xiao Fei, I was highly offensive just now. Please don't take it to heart.

Xia Fei brought over a glass of wine and handed it to Wang Er. With an apologetic smile, Wang Er raised the glass to toast Qin Ning.

Alright, since you are Xia Fei's friend, let's forget about this matter.

Qin Ning waved his hand dismissively, not minding it much, which also served to give Xia Fei some face. I heard you came to Liu City this time to invest in the local real estate industry. Why don't you sit down and we can talk?

Yes, yes, thank you, Young Master Qin. Hearing this, Wang Er was overjoyed. He hadn't expected to be given a seat at the table.

As everyone ate and chatted, Wang Er learned that Qin Fei was now the chairman of the Feiya Group, and he immediately seized the opportunity to curry favor with her.

His visit to Liu City was naturally because the city planned to develop its suburbs. The Wang family's real estate business was among the top in the country, so they had naturally set their sights on this lucrative piece of meat early on.

Young Master Qin, Xiao Fei, to be honest, over the past few days I've been here, I have already bought a very large piece of land in the suburbs. If nothing unexpected happens, construction can begin next year. I was highly offensive earlier. How about I gift these plots of land to the Feiya Group as my apology?

He was truly generous; these plots of land had cost a fortune. Even if it wasn't a hundred billion, it was definitely at least fifty billion.

Everyone was startled by his grand gesture. Even Xia Fei didn't have such boldness.

Although the Xia family was the wealthiest in Liu City, their total assets only amounted to around a hundred billion. Fifty billion meant Wang Er was essentially giving away half a Xia family.

How could we accept that?

Qin Fei was also shocked and hurriedly declined. These plots of land are crucial to Liu City's development and need to be developed as soon as possible. Our Feiya Group is only a company worth a few billion; how could we possibly swallow all of this? Even if you gave it to me, I simply wouldn't have the funds to construct on it. Wouldn't that delay Liu City's development?

It's fine, Xiao Fei. The subsequent development funds will also be fully covered by our Wang family. It absolutely won't delay Liu City's economic takeoff plan. Moreover, all the profits will be given to you; our Wang family won't take a single cent.

Who in the private room wasn't a top-tier young master or entrepreneur?

They had money too, but absolutely no one dared to claim they could be as wealthy and generous as Wang Er.

The subsequent development funds for these plots of land were a massive investment, like a bottomless pit. Yet Wang Er simply offered to fill it all with a single sentence?

And he didn't want a single cent of the profit?

He truly lived up to his reputation as one of the few super-rich second-generation heirs in the country.

Xiao Fei, since Young Master Wang wants to gift it, just accept it. Later, I will give him some gifts as a token of gratitude. Qin Ning smiled faintly.

For an existence like him, money was practically no different from waste paper.

However, that didn't stop him from wanting to see his sister's career grow larger. People's pursuits were different; many things had already lost their meaning to him.

But Qin Fei was different. As an ordinary person, it brought her a sense of achievement and superiority, and it was one of the few things Qin Ning could give her.

Alright then...

Qin Fei nodded, then looked at Wang Er again. Let's do this, Young Master Wang. I will accept your gift, but as for the profits, a fifty-fifty split will do.

Okay, whatever Xiao Fei says. Wang Er felt wild joy in his heart.

Regardless of anything else, once this matter was settled, he could be considered to have truly latched onto the thighs of Qin Fei and Qin Ning.

As for the reward Qin Ning had just mentioned, he did not take it to heart at all.

But how could Wang Er have known that Xia Fei, Zhou Ping'an, and the others standing nearby were already so envious that their eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets?

How could a token of gratitude from Qin Ning possibly be anything ordinary?

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