I'm such a lovesick person.

Chapter 400 Do you have the nerve to accept this?
This person had long, narrow eyes that gleamed with a vicious light, like a jackal's.

His gaze was clearly fixed on Wei Lin, yet it jolted the tipsy Ling Yao awake. Just looking into his eyes, Ling Yao sobered up considerably.

Ling Yao, wearing high heels, suddenly stood up straight.

She felt an instinctive unease and began to pay attention to the other three men. She then sensed a strong sense of oppression from each of them.

"They're all bad people!"

Ling Yao immediately made her own judgment.

She was certain that the four men surrounding Wei Lin's car now were the same type as the ones who had appeared in the Oscar box and attacked Wei Lin back then.

But instead of feeling fear, she felt a growing excitement.

She had witnessed Wei Lin's extraordinary fighting prowess firsthand in the Oscar box last time, and she believed that Wei Lin would not suffer a loss. She wanted to see Wei Lin's fierce side again.

"Who are you? Are you looking for trouble?"

Ling Yao was the first to shout.

The four people stared blankly at the beautiful, drunk girl for a moment.

"Wei Lin, let her get in the car first, we'll chat for a bit."

The seemingly leader, a refined middle-aged man, adjusted his glasses, which had slipped off his nose, and ordered with some annoyance, "Yuanzi, open the car door for her!"

"Oh."

The man closest to Ling Yao pulled on the car door and, finding that Wei Lin hadn't unlocked it, said, "Could you open the car for me?"

"I'm not getting in the car!" Ling Yao was very bold. She glared at the four menacing guys and said without fear, "What? You think you're so great just because you outnumber me? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I've seen him beat up many more guys like you!"

"Just the four of you? You're no match for us!"

Alcohol emboldens people.

Her previous fear and unease were long forgotten when she recalled Wei Lin's fierceness.

The refined middle-aged man's expression changed slightly. He didn't think she was talking nonsense; instead, he became serious and said, "Wei Lin, I just want to talk to you!"

Wei Lin asked in confusion, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"

His body, having undergone several life advancements, was naturally unaffected by a few ounces of liquor; his mind was perfectly clear at the moment.

After thinking it over carefully, he realized that he hadn't offended anyone in Linjiang City recently, so he didn't understand which side the other party belonged to, let alone why they had come looking for him.

"My name is Zhong Guanwen, and Ma Yungui is my uncle, my own uncle!"

The visitor finally identified himself.

Wei Lin smiled with narrowed eyes, nodded slightly, and asked, "What advice do you have?"

"Brother Mo told me something about you, Wei Lin."

Zhong Guanwen spoke slowly and deliberately, as if he had specifically learned it from his uncle.

Judging from his clothing and appearance, he was also very refined, but the fierce and ruthless temperament that emanated from his bones could not be completely concealed.

In this respect, Ma Yungui is far better than him.

"My uncle told Mo that he intends to give you a portion of the newly rich's shares. I wonder if he has mentioned this to you?"

Zhong Guanwen asked coldly.

Wei Lin laughed again and said, "We just talked, and Uncle Ma does indeed mean that. He's planning to give me a portion of Xingui's shares. What? You're also a shareholder of Xingui? If you have any objections, you can go talk to Uncle Ma yourself. I haven't fully agreed yet."

Upon hearing this, a hint of pain appeared in Zhong Guanwen's eyes.

He wished he were really a shareholder of Xingui Investment. It was precisely because Xingui had nothing to do with him that he was furious when he learned that his uncle was going to give Xingui's shares to an outsider.

He had worked for a newly rich family in his early years, but because some of the things he did were too risky, he was kicked out by his own uncle.

Even so, he still held his uncle in high esteem.

After learning about this from Hong Mo, he didn't dare say a word to Ma Yungui, but instead chose to go find Wei Lin.

"How many shares are you going to get from my uncle's side?"

Despite his discomfort, Zhong Guanwen pressed on with the question.

He didn't know the specifics, but what he knew was that his uncle's intractable illness seemed to have been resolved by Wei Lin's traditional Chinese medicine, which allowed his uncle to have two unborn children.

Just because of this, they want to give Wei Lin's company shares? Zhong Guanwen said he couldn't understand it.

Wei Lin said, "30% of the newly acquired shares."

"Free of charge?" Zhong Guanwen growled.

Wei Lin smiled and nodded: "Free of charge."

"Oh!"

Zhong Guanwen's fist slammed heavily into the window of the black Range Rover, denting a section of it.

"Just because of a few packets of Chinese medicine? You want 30% of our newly rich company's shares? Even if he really gave them to you, Wei Lin, would you have the face to accept them?" Zhong Guanwen roared.

Wei Lin stroked his chin and said, "I am still considering it."

“Consider? Wei Lin, I’ve heard some things about you from Brother Mo, and I know you’re pretty good at fighting!” Zhong Guanwen had no intention of making a move. He said, “A person can’t be shameless! Do you know how much 30% of Xingui’s shares are actually worth? And how much are your Chinese medicine packets worth?”

Wei Lin smiled but remained silent.

Even Hong Mo was unaware of the specifics, so Zhong Guanwen was even less informed.

Ma Yungui was willing to give him 30% of the shares, and even asked Zhao Fulong to act as a lobbyist. Of course, this was not just a seed of growth, but also a way for Xingui Investment to make two rounds of money.

Ma Yungui wanted further guidance from him, and wanted to gain more information sources by binding himself with the new tycoon.

Only a handful of people knew about this, and Zhong Guanwen was not among them.

"Isn't 30% of the newly rich just seven or eight hundred million?"

Wei Lin ignored Zhong Guanwen and said indifferently, "I suggest you call your uncle and find out what's going on first. If you don't dare not make the call, I will."

"Don't call! I don't care what's gotten into him, don't call!" Zhong Guanwen said urgently.

"Alright, stop getting in the way."

Wei Lin already knew his purpose and didn't want to waste any more time, so he casually pushed Zhong Guanwen away.

Zhong Guanwen, who was quite famous in Linjiang City, took two steps back with a "thump" and then slammed his back against the black Range Rover with a "thump".

The massive Range Rover, over 5.2 meters tall, swayed a few times.

Zhong Guanwen was shocked and immediately realized that Hong Mo was not talking nonsense. Wei Lin's fighting power was indeed terrifying, and he could not possibly defeat him in a one-on-one fight.

"Brother Zhong!"

The other three shouted in surprise, glaring angrily at Wei Lin, as if they were about to charge at him.

Wei Lin's face turned cold: "Think carefully about the consequences before you move forward!"

"never mind!"

Zhong Guanwen called for a stop. He rubbed his chest, which Wei Lin had pressed, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat first. He said, "My uncle is getting old and may have lost his ambition from back then. Now that he has two more children, he doesn't want to keep going through all that trouble. I really can't figure out what he's thinking."

"However, if you think you can get 30% of the new elite's shares for nothing, you're dreaming!"

"go!"

At his command, the black Range Rover sped away.

……

Inside the Land Cruiser.

Wei Lin didn't rush to call a designated driver. After the Range Rover drove away, he immediately called Ma Yungui to communicate.

“Uncle Ma, I just met Zhong Guanwen. He came to me on his own.”

Wei Lin got straight to the point.

“Wei Lin! You didn’t do anything to him, did you? His mother is my younger sister, and my brother-in-law died early. This kid was always fighting in school, and before he graduated, he was hanging out with Hong Mo and his gang.”

“He was imprisoned for five years. After he was released, he spent some time with the nouveau riche. He made some too aggressive moves, so I took him away.”

"This kid isn't a bad person. I'll teach him a lesson later. You didn't hurt him, did you?"

Ma Yungui said urgently.

Wei Lin chuckled: "Uncle Ma, aren't you worried I'll get hurt?"

Ma Yungui chuckled strangely and said, "Hong Mo has told me about your situation more than once, and Qin Bo and Duan Hongjing have also mentioned it. Do you think I don't know you?"

"You don't need to worry about that kid. I'll talk to him. I didn't say much because I was worried he might talk too much. Who knew he would come to you?"

"Wei Lin, what's your decision?"

Ma Yungui asked the final question.

Wei Lin pondered for a moment and said, "I haven't decided yet."

"Okay, give me your answer when you've thought it through," Ma Yungui sighed.

After hanging up the phone.

Having witnessed the entire incident and now hearing the phone conversation, Ling Yao asked timidly, "Is what Zhong Guanwen said true?"

Wei Lin asked in surprise, "What do you mean, 'really' or 'fake'?"

Ling Yao: "They just gave you seven or eight hundred million for free!"

Wei Lin: "It's fake!"

……

(End of this chapter)