Shenhao: Please stop messing around

Chapter 250 249, A Slap (5K)

Holding a glass of champagne, Zhuang Yingcheng looked at Lin Chu who was standing next to the band. After taking a sip of the wine, a complex look emerged in his eyes.

Ah?
Ten billion?

Even if he is really worth tens of billions, to say it in such a way on such an occasion would make him look like a clown seeking to attract attention, even though he is wearing a light-hearted and funny coat.

Which real rich man or big boss needs to show off his wealth in this way?

The same thing, when spoken by someone else and when spoken by yourself, will have two completely different effects.

of course……

Another possibility cannot be ruled out - he wants to use this to set up a scheme and make money.

As a financial capital, such things are common in Hong Kong. Every time someone sets up a scam, it involves a large group of celebrities. Many stars take part in the scam, only to find out right after that they have been cheated.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yingcheng tapped the table lightly with his knuckles, lit a cigarette thoughtfully.

What happened that night two days ago is now in the past.

However, that feeling of palpitations still remains, so much so that every time I go out these two days, I will bring at least four bodyguards with me.

He also suffers from a lack of firepower.

"Brother, which woman bit you last night? Your lips are all blue and purple."

"I wanted to ask you just now, but I saved your face."

A young man in a white suit pulled over a chair, sat down next to Zhuang Yingcheng, and asked with a smile.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Just now, the three brothers and two uncles were in the living room on the second floor, accepting Jackie Chan's "mediation".

As an outsider, Jackie Chan didn't say much. He just acted like an elder and asked the five people to promise that they should fight for money but not gamble their lives.

With the intervention of such external forces, the five people made their own commitments and even signed an agreement, in black and white, to agree to it.

On the surface, it was a barely a handshake and a reconciliation.

Of course, Jackie Chan knows in his heart that such agreements and contracts are nothing more than superficial formalities.

That wealth can move people's hearts and even their lives.

However, he was only asked by Zhuang Yingcheng, and there was a limit to what he could do. To have achieved this point is already a win-win for everyone.

now.

Zhuang Yingcheng looked at his most domineering third brother and said with a calm smile: "Fa Jing, as a man, your mouth is for eating. If you can't speak, you can shut up. I didn't beat you enough when you were a child."

The names of the three brothers were carefully chosen by their father: Yingcheng, Meirui and Fajing. These names have an international vision, and this was also what their father had expected when dividing the territories among the three brothers.

In fact, my father had already planned it.

However, it was a pity that his death was too sudden. For a big family that had prospered for decades, at this time, it was almost like the change of dynasty.

The third brother, who was only 21 years old, had always appeared as a playboy, but after his father passed away, he suddenly became sharp.

After several operations, it turned out to be the one with the most abundant capital, and even received funding from two foreign financial groups.

Zhuang Yingcheng also felt quite troubled by this.

Brothers from the same father and mother.

Now it's getting to the point where they're about to start fighting each other.

In fact, in front of outsiders, he, the eldest son and grandson, are considered the real heirs of the family, but the second and third sons naturally do not recognize them.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I'll say it again, go back to your Pengcheng. I'm very unhappy about what happened today. I have to give Jackie Chan face, but you let an outsider interfere in family affairs. What's wrong with you?"

There was a hint of distortion on Zhuang Fajing's handsome face at this moment.

The eldest brother has no special abilities, is conceited, likes to show off, and even more likes to play the game of forming alliances and making coalitions. Unfortunately, he always messes up, and is a complete idiot.

If he really took charge of the company, he would definitely not have a good life.

Zhuang Fajing's voice was not loud, and he almost spoke into Zhuang Yingcheng's ear.

To outsiders, it looked like the two brothers were laughing and whispering.

But when the person involved hears it, it naturally has a different taste.

Looking at his younger brother calmly, Zhuang Yingcheng was about to say something, but Zhuang Fajing had already stood up, buttoned his clothes, and walked towards Lin Chu and Jackie Chan with a smile.

……

"Uncle!"

"Mr. Lin!"

"Hahaha, wow, judging from your facial features, I think you two look alike... Uncle, is this your illegitimate child?"

Zhuang Fajing said this in front of so many people, laughing and making an inappropriate joke.

The expressions of the men in suits and women in evening gowns nearby changed slightly, and some even stared at him in disbelief.

As we all know, Jackie Chan is famous for his romanticism.

The relationship between the children currently acknowledged is not very good.

As for whether there are illegitimate children out there, no one knows.

But no one dared to report this kind of thing, even the tabloids.

And at this moment, has the third young master of the Zhuang family gone crazy?

There was a hint of anger in Jackie Chan's eyes.

Were you humiliated in person by the guests who were invited to a party at your own home?
Ajing, what is he doing?
Snapped!
A loud slap suddenly sounded.

It’s Lin Chu.

The force was not very strong, but the attack was fast enough that Zhuang Jingfa was unable to react for a moment before he felt his face burning.

The people watching nearby suddenly screamed in surprise.

Jackie Chan was also shocked.

I never expected that Lin Chu's move would be so decisive.

"Whose child is it?"

"Master, please come out and take care of it!"

Lin Chu glanced around and asked calmly.

Gao Haitao walked over quickly.

Not far away, another white man who looked to be in his thirties, with blond hair and blue eyes, was also walking quickly towards them.

"Get out!"

"What did your parents teach you?"

Lin Chu said again with a blank expression.

In fact, from the facial features, one can vaguely tell that this person is a bit like Zhuang Yingcheng, of course younger, either the second or third son, and their style of doing things is almost identical, as if they were carved from the same mold.

You like to joke, right?

Two young men from Jackie Chan's family came over quickly and dragged the two men away.

Zhuang Fajing was pulled away a little: "Uncle, you want to interfere in the distribution of my family's inheritance. I just want to ask, how much did my eldest brother promise to give you?"

he shouted.

Leaving aside the fact that he was slapped in the face, this was his main purpose.

There were so many people at the scene, and it was a good opportunity to talk about this matter openly in front of so many people.

Jackie Chan is a man who respects his reputation, and I believe he would not want to be known as someone who "covets other people's inheritance".

Hearing this, there was an uproar again on the field.

This is truly extremely explosive news.

Jackie Chan?

Interfere in the distribution of the banker’s inheritance?

From the beginning of this year to now, there have been various news about the distribution of the banker's inheritance. It revolves around four listed companies, three brothers, two uncles, as well as investors outside the market and a group of veterans. The conflict is becoming more and more intense.

Now, even Jackie Chan has gotten involved?

Hearing what the third brother said, Zhuang Yingcheng's face suddenly changed. Originally, when he saw the third brother being slapped by Lin Chu, he couldn't help laughing, but now... shouting this in front of so many people, Jackie Chan's face was too embarrassed.

"Old Third, what are you talking about!"

He walked quickly towards me.

Zhuang Fajing pointed at his nose and cursed: "You thief seller! If my dad knew about this, he would be so mad at you that he would die before he came back! Trash! Go back to your Pengcheng!"

"And you, Jackie Chan, if you want to interfere in the banker's affairs, I will fight you!"

"Be careful not to lose your reputation in your later years, boss!"

His attitude at this moment can be said to be challenging the entire audience. This kind of momentum is even more overwhelming than Lin Chu just now.

The white bodyguard who rushed over stood beside him, staring at everyone on the field with sharp eyes.

This situation...

Lin Chu frowned slightly.

Very tough.

The third son of the banker really has that kind of green and ignorant feeling.

Of course, now, it has nothing to do with me.

The harsh trash talk just now was probably not directed mainly at himself, but at Jackie Chan.

At this moment, Lin Chu even felt that this kind of dispute among wealthy families was quite novel.

Personal experience of high-end business wars.

An imagined high-end business war - internal power struggles, stock market battles, and the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing off their magical powers.

A real high-end business war - shrews swearing in the streets, threatening each other and shooting each other in the back.

Of course, in fact, all struggles for the distribution of interests are essentially human struggles.

Personnel and personnel, people come first and things come later.

To be honest, although the current behavior of the third brother of the banker is very disgraceful, it has really blocked Jackie Chan's way to intervene.

Zhuang Fajing was quickly dragged out.

The best way at this time is actually isolation.

After all, the guests present were basically all Jackie Chan’s friends.

As for Zhuang Fajing's behavior, the most appropriate way is to kick him out.

Holding the microphone, Zhuang Yingcheng, on behalf of the Zhuang family, apologized to everyone present, saying that his younger brother was ignorant, drank some wine, made a scene... and so on.

The storm was temporarily calmed down.

Lin Chu thought about it and realized that if he hadn't slapped Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan would have been really embarrassed. As an "elder", he couldn't do anything about this trouble-making junior.

Of course, what I paid for it can only be considered as interest.

……

The atmosphere on the field was not affected too much. The band played soothing music and the party continued. After chatting with a few middle-aged men, Lin Chu saw a girl in plain clothes walking towards him and asked curiously.

"Hello, Brother Lin."

She has a ponytail, an oval face, and delicate features, but she is bare-faced, revealing a quiet temperament, like a fresh and pleasant girl next door. She wears a red sportswear and speaks softly.

It’s just... he is very tall, slightly taller than me.

Uh.

A girl who is at least 1.85 meters tall.

The child is well nourished.

"Which style of Wing Chun are you from?"

she asked with a smile.

Lin Chu:?
My grass?

He took another look and saw that her back was straight, as if she had practiced a little. For a moment, Lin Chu couldn't help but touch his nose and laughed dryly, "Who are you?"

"My name is Mo Xiaorou, I am from the Pao Hua Lian Wing Chun school, my grandfather is Mo Pei'an, Senior Brother...?"

Lin Chu: ...Ahem.

do not know.

This is kind of fucking embarrassing.

I was just talking nonsense and making a joke, but I didn't expect that I would actually meet a successor of this style.

Moreover, he knew nothing about the inheritance of Wing Chun schools. Mo...what An? He had never heard of it.

After a little thought, between pretending to be cool and admitting defeat, Lin Chu chose the former.

"I've heard of it, but I didn't pay much attention to it. My master has long since retired, so don't call me Senior Brother. I'm not here to fight in Hong Kong, I'm here to do business. Just call me Brother."

Lin Chu said casually with a smile, and reached out to her as if nothing had happened.

Mo Xiaorou stretched out her hand and shook his, pouting, her eyes sparkling, still full of curiosity.

"Okay, Brother Lin Chu."

Her voice was a bit like a clamp, but not that clamped. Her Mandarin was very standard, but with a Hong Kong accent, which sounded quite comfortable.

"Why are you at this party? And dressed like this?"

"You are very tall. A girl this tall, wearing high heels, would be taller than me."

Lin Chu found a place to sit down, crossed his legs, and chatted with her casually.

Still... quite interested.

Of course, whether it will be exposed or not is a matter for the future.

As long as we don't talk about Wing Chun, anything is fine.

Mo Xiaorou smiled, not shy at all, and said generously: "I came with my father, my father is over there."

She pointed to a table in the corridor where several middle-aged men were playing Texas Hold'em.

Lin Chu took a quick glance and didn't recognize who the father she was talking about was, but it didn't matter, so he smiled and nodded.

When it comes to chatting with girls, Lin Chu has a secret that never fails - stay silent.

Don't always find topics for yourself.

If you look for too much, you will be like a dog licker.

If she is interested in you, she will find topics to talk about, especially when you just met and you are not very familiar with each other.

The courage to make things awkward is a basic quality.

Of course, if she is not interested, there are other ways.

"Why did you come to Hong Kong from Pengcheng? I see that many people from Hong Kong are heading to Pengcheng now. I went there last week and went shopping with my friends. It was quite fun."

As expected, Mo Xiaorou took the initiative to start the next topic. Lin Chu looked at her with a smile and said, "It's vacation. It's just that you guys go out too much, so even shopping is crowded, so... change homes."

Hearing this, Noila Mo couldn't help but let out a silver bell-like laugh.

After laughing, she asked, "Actually, there are a lot of fun places in Hong Kong... Where did you go?"

"I haven't been there yet... Hey, I'm unfamiliar with the place. I just met Jackie Chan because of our neighbor."

Lin Chu casually gave out the key information points.

Mo Xiaorou looked at him, her eyelashes trembling twice, and immediately understood what Lin Chu meant. She smiled and said, "So you need a local tour guide?"

These words also contained a hint of sarcasm.

I know what you mean!
"Hahaha……"

Lin Chu smiled, but did not respond. He changed the subject casually: "What do you do for a living?"

If he admitted it too hastily, it would be too obvious that he was asking her out.

When he first had money, Lin Chu just wanted to make quick decisions, but now, he wants to take his time.

What's more, the girl is learning martial arts!

Even if you didn't learn martial arts professionally, you must have practiced it. Roses have thorns. Tsk, the best way is to attack the heart.

“I work at the basketball gym.”

Ok?
Lin Chu looked at her with a little surprise, but considering her height, this... was normal.

Although I am not sure whether I am still learning martial arts now, I think not many people are learning it.

Where is the inheritance?
Times have changed.

At most, it can be regarded as a business hobby.

As for basketball, it will definitely cover a wider range of people and it will be more profitable.

"Then we are in the same business. I run a golf course."

Lin Chu agreed with a smile.

"Yeah! They're both ball sports! But I'm the big ball, and you're the small ball!"

She gradually showed some girlish liveliness.

The two of them were chatting and laughing here...

A bright and beautiful woman wearing a white long dress, Balenciaga high heels, with delicate makeup, walked over with a glass of champagne in her hand.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lin, I would like to offer you a glass of wine."

Lin Chu glanced at her, nodded casually, picked up the wine glass, clinked it with hers, and took a sip.

Mo Xiaorou had a feeling of respect, and smiled softly: "Hello, Ayan, I am your fan, I really like the female police officer you played before..."

"Wow, thank you, thank you..."

The two of them greeted each other with smiles, feeling like a pair of fake sisters, their enthusiasm seemed a bit fake.

However, the actress named "Ayan" took this opportunity to sit down.

"What do you call it?"

Lin Chu's eyes moved slightly and he asked casually.

"Ayan, the Miss Hong Kong from 20! Don't you know her?"

Mo Xiaorou's eyes widened a little, and she looked at Lin Chu in disbelief.

Lin Chu smiled and lit a cigarette: "Now we know each other."

This casual posture revealed a nonchalant feeling, and "Ayan" also felt it, but she was not embarrassed. She managed her expression very well and still smiled like a flower.

A young billionaire with a net worth of tens of billions is naturally qualified.

The slap just now was directly on the face of the third young master of the banker.

Very fierce.

This is naturally the confidence brought by one's wealth.

"Mr. Lin, I wonder if I could get to know you? I am also very interested in golf."

She asked, smiling again.

"If you want to play basketball, tell my assistant. I haven't been involved in specific matters for a long time. I'm still on vacation now. Hey, he's over there."

Lin Chu pointed at Gao Haitao not far away and smiled politely.

She: ...uh.

Mo Xiaorou glanced at Ayan, then at Lin Chu, and suddenly felt a sense of "arrogance". Wow, is this the style of a billionaire?

You don’t even want to give me your contact information?

It really is... uh, quite disrespectful.

So, he seems to be very approachable to me.

Ah Yan sensed the chill in the atmosphere, smiled sweetly, exchanged a few polite words, and then stood up: "Then I won't bother you two. See you later, Mr. Lin."

He stood up and left gracefully.

It would be awkward to sit down again.

Obviously, this Mr. Lin is not fond of me.

Looking at her back, Mo Xiaorou looked at Lin Chu again, her lips moved, wanting to say something, but she still didn't say it, just sighed slightly.

"What are you sighing for?"

Lin Chu asked with a smile.

"It's okay, I just suddenly felt that you are so cold..."

"You're aloof to Miss Hong Kong, but not to Junior Sister, right?"

Lin Chu looked at her with a smile.

Her face turned slightly red, she stared for a few seconds, then turned her head away, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

……

……

Well, let me explain:
Don't call me a wimp, brothers, is it possible that this is an urban or modern setting? It's not a parallel universe, nor is it a fantasy.

I write about the protagonist killing someone?
The book will be sealed.

Moreover, as a wealthy man, even if he wanted to eliminate the enemy, he wouldn't do it himself, right? And certainly not on the spot.

Besides, the conflict has not escalated to that extent.

……

And...

Let me reflect on this again.

This is the first time I have written a plot of this type, so there are definitely some shortcomings.

Please forgive me if there are any inconsiderateness.

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(End of this chapter)