Half a minute later.
The two people hung up the phone one after another.
"You bastard!"
Su Bingtian was so angry that he gritted his teeth, glared angrily, completely losing his previous calm and composure. He picked up the cup of hot tea that had just been spilled, and smashed it violently at his feet, cursing: "They dare to make trouble at Su's Group. They really ate bear heart and leopard guts, completely lawless!"
Splash!
The teacup shattered into powder on the ground, tea splashing everywhere.
"Mr. Su, don't get angry first."
Song Qingshan advised: "Everything has a cause and effect. They are all old foxes who have become refined. If they don't have sufficient reasons and absolute confidence, they absolutely dare not be so rampant."
"So I'll go with you first to understand the situation."
"Good!"
Su Bingtian snorted coldly: "Bring your people! If they can't give me a reasonable explanation, arrest them, arrest them all! Let them go to jail, let them all go to jail!"
Su Bingtian was really driven mad, his body trembled uncontrollably.
"Well."
Song Qingshan nodded and said, "I have already asked Xiao Liu to take people there. Don't worry, I will definitely get justice for you and make them pay the proper price."
Then the two left the golf course and headed straight for Su's Group...
...
On the other hand.
On the sixth floor of Ruiding Shopping Mall.
More than 100 pieces of clothing were hanging on hangers, dazzling, and there were all kinds of styles and sizes. Su Muqiu and Sun Ziyi had picked for half an hour, and each had only picked more than 20 pieces.
"Muqiu, how about this one?"
Sun Ziyi randomly took out a piece, tried it on herself, and kept gesturing.
Su Muqiu looked at it a few times and smiled: "It looks pretty good, it suits your figure and temperament, but it's a little fat."
"Who cares."
Sun Ziyi put the clothes away: "Anyway, it's free, no money spent. In case I get fat in the future? Keep it as a backup, if it really doesn't work, take it home and give it to my mom..."
Speaking, she leaned in to Su Muqiu and glanced at Xiao Zhan, whispering: "What do you think, how much money does that guy have in total in his card? Swiping away more than 900,000 without batting an eye, not feeling distressed at all."
"Even Chen Shaohui wouldn't dare to be so extravagant!"
People fear comparison.
The Cartier pendant that Chen Shaohui gave to Sun Ziyi was worth 150,000 yuan, and Sun Ziyi was almost crazy with joy at first, but now, Xiao Zhan, who she had originally looked down upon and ridiculed, casually spent over 900,000, crushing Chen Shaohui.
The sense of superiority was completely lost, how could she balance it in her heart?
At this time, looking down again, seeing that Cartier pendant, it didn't seem as fragrant as before.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Su Muqiu rolled her eyes, very embarrassed. She knew as little about Xiao Zhan as Sun Ziyi did.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know."
Sun Ziyi smiled slyly: "He is your husband now, and he lives in your house. If you want to find out about him, it's easy, right? Take the opportunity to figure out how much is left in his card."
"If he didn't steal or rob, and is really a man of hidden wealth, you might as well go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with him, get the marriage certificate, and tie down this big fat sheep first, then slaughter him slowly."
"Even if you don't like him in the future, you can kick him away with one foot, and still get half of the assets..."
As Sun Ziyi spoke, she became more and more excited.
"Get lost."
Su Muqiu spat lightly, not wanting to get entangled in this matter, gestured: "Hurry up and pick, so many clothes can't even shut your mouth. I know my own limits."
The engagement with Xiao Zhan was not what Su Muqiu wanted.
She would certainly not deliberately flatter and deceive Xiao Zhan just for money.
She had her own principles when it came to feelings.
However, her eyes also fell on Xiao Zhan with curiosity about this man who had suddenly appeared in her life. She had thought that getting engaged to Xiao Zhan would be the beginning of a tragedy, but unexpectedly, in just a few hours, Xiao Zhan had given her several surprises.
"What kind of man is he really???"
While picking out clothes, this thought lingered in Su Muqiu's mind and she couldn't let it go.
Chen Shaohui felt the same way.
"Bro, you're really low-key!"
Chen Shaohui stood with Xiao Zhan at the store entrance, quietly watching Su Muqiu and Sun Ziyi picking out clothes in the store. Chen Shaohui hesitated again and again, but still couldn't help laughing: "I was blind before and underestimated you. I heard you just got out of prison, so I prejudged that you shouldn't be a good person. If I was rude in any way, don't take offense."
Chen Shaohui was not stupid.
Although he didn't know what that strange black card in Xiao Zhan's hand was, how much money was in the card, and didn't know if Qian Yiming's sudden departure was related to the black card, his intuition told him that Xiao Zhan must not be an ordinary person.
Better safe than sorry.
What if Xiao Zhan had a powerful background and extraordinary identity, and was a big shot that even Qian Yiming didn't dare provoke?
Chen Shaohui didn't dare gamble, because he couldn't afford to lose.
"Nothing."
Xiao Zhan shook his head without even glancing at Chen Shaohui.
Chen Shaohui was unhappy inwardly, but did not show it. He continued: "I heard you were in prison for rape, but you have such good kung fu and so much money. Shouldn't you have no shortage of women? How could you have..."
This point Chen Shaohui really didn't understand.
As the young master of the Chen family in southern city, Chen Shaohui was a typical son of a wealthy family. He was very clear about the lives of rich people with money and power. What kind of woman couldn't a man like Xiao Zhan, who could casually take out over 900,000 yuan without even frowning, get?
Why would he need to rape?
In the eyes of rich men, women were like the clothes in this store. They could casually pick and choose whatever they wanted to wear, however they wanted to wear.
When they got tired of it, they could throw it away anytime, anywhere.
For example, just three days ago, Chen Shaohui only took Sun Ziyi out for a Western dinner, and got her in bed. Giving her a pendant made her extremely happy, almost wanting to do it several more times in bed, changing positions.
"Heard?"
Xiao Zhan glanced at Chen Shaohui and didn't answer his question. Instead, he asked, "Is your dad called Chen Zhong He?"
"Ah?"
Chen Shaohui was stunned and surprised: "You know my dad?"
"Don't know him, just heard of him."
Xiao Zhan moved his gaze away from Chen Shaohui, thinking to himself: Sure enough, he is Chen Zhong He's son!
You don't understand?
But your dad understands! And it's very likely your dad was one of the executioners who sent me to prison five years ago!
Just you wait.
If I have time, I'll go south tomorrow to visit grandpa and grandma, and ask clearly about the ins and outs of what happened five years ago. Once I confirm your dad was involved, I will definitely visit and settle accounts with your dad!
By then, I'll make sure you understand enough!
Chen Shaohui sensed something wrong with Xiao Zhan's mood, vaguely aware that something was not right. But before he could continue to question, suddenly, a harsh cell phone ringtone sounded.
He took out his phone and saw it was Chen Zhong He's personal driver calling...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
