"Is it over?"
Chen Shaohui asked directly. He subconsciously thought that Chen Zhong and the others had finished negotiating with Su Group, so they called to ask him to go back together.
"Young master, something happened to Su Group."
A middle-aged man's solemn voice came from the phone: "More than a hundred security guards rushed into Su Group ten minutes ago. People who ran out said those were Zhao Group, Li Tang Technology, and Shenglong Building Materials' people, personally led by Zhao Yongrong, Li Lixing, and Wang Zhitao. They are smashing things inside..."
"Oh?"
Chen Shaohui's pupils suddenly shrank in shock. He asked, "Where's my dad?"
"The old master is still trapped inside. He hasn't come out yet."
The middle-aged man said worriedly: "Those people are up to no good. They have blocked the main entrance of Su Group now. I can't get in. The old master is alone inside, he may be in danger. Please come over quickly."
"Okay!"
Chen Shaohui's face was livid.
He had thought it was just an ordinary business negotiation, so he didn't accompany them but took the opportunity to go out on a date with Sun Ziyi. He never dreamed that Zhao Yongrong and the others would be so bold as to swagger into Su Group in broad daylight.
Not only that, they had trapped Chen Zhong inside!
"Ziyi!"
After hanging up the phone, Chen Shaohui shouted, "Something urgent has come up on my side and I need to go handle it right away. I'll contact you later..."
Before he could finish speaking, he turned and walked away.
Sun Ziyi and Su Muqiu, who were picking out clothes in the store, were both stunned. Sun Ziyi exclaimed, "Shaohui, don't, don't go! There are so many clothes here. What are we going to do if you leave?"
"Or I can go with you?"
Su Muqiu looked at Chen Shaohui as he strode off without a backward glance. She said to Sun Ziyi, "What should we do? Rui Ding Mall is about five kilometers from Fu Yuan residential area. We all came in Shaohui's Mercedes. If he's gone, how do we get home?"
"Never mind."
Chen Shaohui didn't stop or turn back. He just waved his hand and disappeared into the crowd.
"Now what?"
Sun Ziyi and Su Muqiu looked at each other helplessly.
Before Su Muqiu could say anything, Xiao Zhan suddenly smiled and said, "You two take your time picking out clothes. I'll be responsible for delivering them to your home."
"You?"
Sun Ziyi glared at Xiao Zhan and huffed, "I guess so. Looking at your big strong build, it would be a waste not to have you hauling stuff."
Xiao Zhan was 1.85 meters tall and muscular, easily able to shoulder heavy loads. A few dozen pieces of clothing would be no problem for him.
But he didn't plan on carrying the clothes all the way back to Fu Yuan residential area.
The mighty Wolf King of the Northern Territory had killed countless enemies and won great glory in battle. Using his strength to haul women's shopping would be a true waste of talent.
While Sun Ziyi and Su Muqiu were busy choosing clothes, Xiao Zhan left Rui Ding Mall and went to a nearby Bentley dealership.
To buy a car!
He knew exactly why Chen Shaohui had left so suddenly, even though Sun Ziyi and Su Muqiu did not. Zhao Yongrong and the others had gone to Su Group, and Chen Zhong happened to be there too, so their cooperation deal was likely ruined.
Chen Shaohui definitely wouldn't be free for a while.
Also, Xiao Zhan planned to visit his grandparents in the southern city tomorrow. He couldn't very well take a taxi there. Living in the city, having a car was quite necessary.
"Sir, are you here to buy a car?"
Xiao Zhan walked into the sales hall and glanced around. A few female salespeople were chatting together off to the side. Hearing the commotion, they looked back at him, then quickly turned their heads away again.
They showed no intention of coming over to serve him.
Instead, a saleswoman who was busy making coffee saw him and her eyes lit up. She immediately put down her teacup and came over with a smile.
"Look, there she goes again."
"If I remember right, that's the eighth one today, isn't it? Newbie has no eye for customers, wasting time on these lookie-loos who can't afford to buy. No wonder she hasn't sold a single car this month."
"Three more days and her probation period will be up. She'll be out on her ear then."
The group of saleswomen laughed and gossiped as they watched the scene. Their voices weren't loud, but they made no attempt to hide it either, so every word came through loud and clear to Xiao Zhan and the saleswoman.
Xiao Zhan's eyebrows creased slightly.
He thought to himself: After serving five years as a soldier in the Northern Territory, have people nowadays become so petty? Just because I'm dressed a little shabby since I came to buy clothes at Rui Ding Mall, I was looked down on once. And coming to a luxury car dealership to buy a car, I'm looked down on again?
The saleswoman before him also looked embarrassed, but maintained a smile as she gestured and said, "Sir, if you want to buy a car, please let me show you our inventory."
"No need."
Xiao Zhan shook his head.
As soon as he spoke, mocking laughter sounded from the other side: "I knew he was just a country bumpkin. Not only can't he afford it, he doesn't even dare to look. Probably afraid of dirtying the cars and having to pay damages."
"The cars in our dealership are all over a million. Forget him, even regular bosses can only window shop when they come."
Every word pricked his eardrums.
If this was the battlefield in the Northern Territory, and he met jerks like these looking down on people, Xiao Zhan could slap them and smash their filthy mouths.
But he was retired now, and this was a flourishing metropolis, not the meat grinder of the battlefield.
So Xiao Zhan endured.
Ignoring the ridicule of those saleswomen, he pointed at a Mulsanne Bentley on the display platform across the hall, and said, "No need to look. I want that one."
"Huh?"
The saleswoman before him stared blankly, eyes bulging in surprise. When Xiao Zhan had declined to look, she thought he wasn't here to buy.
"The, the Mulsanne Bentley???"
Following the direction he pointed, when she saw the car Xiao Zhan indicated, her eyes bulged even wider.
Dumbfounded!
Even the group of saleswomen across the hall were stunned, jaws practically dropping. They looked at the Mulsanne, then back at Xiao Zhan, the same thought popping into all their minds:
Is this guy faking it and bluffing?
This was a Bentley dealership. The models on display weren't few, and the one Xiao Zhan had picked was the Mulsanne 6.8T Ultimate Edition, with twin-turbo 537 hp engine. The base price was 5.558 million RMB. It was the most expensive model they had!
Xiao Zhan still ignored the astonished and doubtful looks from those saleswomen. He directly took out a Black Centurion card and handed it to the woman before him, saying, "Swipe it."
"Sir, you..."
For a long moment, the saleswoman was too flabbergasted to recover. Somewhat woodenly, she took the Black Centurion and asked uncertainly, "Are...are you sure you want to buy that Mulsanne Bentley? The base price is 5.558 million. With various taxes and insurance, it will be around 6.2 million total..."
"I'm in a hurry."
Xiao Zhan cut her off and asked, "Can you get all the paperwork done within half an hour? I want to drive the car away in half an hour."
"Yes, of course!"
The saleswoman nodded rapidly. She turned and hurried off without another word.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
