Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 127 He clearly doesn't like holding hands
"Ning Bishu, I'll be there at 11 o'clock." Mu Shanming's voice was so gentle that Ning Bishu felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll come pick you up now." Ning Bishu put down his phone, rubbed his lower back, and got up from the massage bed.

After finishing his business with Di Guofeng in the morning, Ning Bishu returned to the hotel, checked out, went out and bought two new sets of clothes, underwear and socks, and then went to a newly opened large bathhouse near his home. He had a comfortable half-hour massage there.

After rubbing, I felt like I lost half a pound.

After taking a shower, I went up to the third floor for a full-body massage and physiotherapy.

The masseuse did a great job, but the only downside was that Ning Bishu had other requests for this kind of service: "Brother, your skills are good, but could you please send a different girl next time?"

"Boss, we're a legitimate business here!" the massage therapist said with an upright expression.

"Even in a legitimate setting, I'd still prefer a girl."

“What strength does a young girl have? Besides, it’s easy to go astray if you keep pressing her. With things so tight right now, if you get caught, you’re finished! Why don’t you wait until things calm down and come back later? We can arrange anything for you, legitimate or illegitimate.”

"Sigh..." Ning Bishu sighed, feeling quite regretful.

A short while later, he put his executive jacket back on, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and left the bathhouse feeling completely relaxed.

I hailed a taxi and headed straight for the train station.

On the way, he opened his Weibo account again.

Unsurprisingly, the higher-ups launched a barrage of insults.

"Damn it! I thought there would be some big fluctuation in the stock market today! And this is what you pull on me?"

"Ning Bishu is a classic example of a petty person who has gotten his way. Suing 315 people in one go? Are you crazy? Brother, you only have 200 million in your pocket, not 2 billion! Do you really think you're some big shot? That you can't be criticized?"

"I strongly suspect that Ning Bishu is just feeling guilty. What girlfriend? He just took advantage of his money to sleep with young girls and then forced them to admit that she was his girlfriend. How is that any different from those rapists in ancient times who forced their victims to marry them?"

"The most infuriating thing is! They actually filed a case? What kind of nonsense is this, that money can make the devil turn the millstone?"

Ning Bishu's brows furrowed more and more.

These comments that got pushed to the top are really fierce!
It's obvious at a glance that this level of skill is beyond the reach of his gullible followers.

No wonder Di Guofeng told him not to delete any comments these past few days.

If I'm not mistaken, these guys are actually an online army that Di Guofeng and his group arranged themselves!
This handwriting...

"Damn it..." Ning Bishu shook his head and sighed.

Over the years, I'm afraid that more than 90% of the online public opinion has been created by our own people.

Forget it, never mind!
My task is complete.

If these 300-plus people file lawsuits, they can at least be forced to pay around 100 million yuan in compensation for emotional distress.

Even a mosquito bite is still meat—even if he didn't care about those few coins, the biggest benefit of doing this wasn't the money at all, but rather the deterrent effect. What Ning Bishu wanted was intangible social status.

Just like some so-called "big shots," you may know that they don't have any real power, but as long as they are still in the business world, no one will dare to disrespect them openly.

This "status" is, in fact, very important.

"Boss." Halfway through the drive, Ning Bishu suddenly received another call from Zhang Long. "I've finished everything in Taotao. We moved in last night, and the car is rented. Should I continue waiting for you in Jinling, or go back to X Prefecture?"

Ning Bishu thought for a moment and said, "Come back first. You and Ah Hu should rest for a few days. I've already talked to my third uncle, so you don't need to argue with him anymore. I'll start paying you your salary this month. Oh, by the way, it would be best if you could come back this afternoon. I need to pick up a car, so you can drive it for me for a couple more days."

"Okay!" Zhang Long said decisively as soon as he heard that his ticket had been bought out. "Then I'll buy a ticket and go back now!"

Ning Bishu hummed in agreement and hung up the phone.

Looking at my phone again, I saw a bunch of red dots on WeChat that I hadn't checked all morning.

He looked down and swiped his phone.

It's basically still the same as before.

Various inexplicable friend requests.

There were also requests for loans, project recommendations, and invitations to meals...

Ning Bishu completely ignored them.

He paused slightly on only three of them.

First, Xiao Taotao sent him a message around 7 a.m.: Good morning, Uncle! Love you~!

Ning Bishu smiled as he read it, but did not reply.

Then Chen Tingting sent: Honey, I dreamed about you again last night.

Two pitiful Minion emojis followed behind.

Ning Bishu felt a pang of pity, but then did not reply.

The last one was from Zhou Tianyi: What did you mean by what you said to me last night?
"Huh?" Ning Bishu really couldn't remember what he had said to Zhou Tianyi last night.

He thought for a moment, then sent a voice message: "I drank too much last night and blacked out. What did I say?"

On WeChat, a message immediately popped up saying "typing..."

Ning Bishu waited curiously, but Zhou Tianyi, after losing for a long time, only replied with one sentence: "It's nothing. Don't call me randomly in the future, you almost scared me to death."

Ning Bishu was even more confused than before. "Never mind..." Ning Bishu shook his head, deciding not to think about it if he couldn't figure it out, it wasn't a big deal.

Around 10:50, the car drove all the way to the entrance of the train station.

Ning Bishu didn't go in either, but stood still and sent Mu Shanming his location.

About half an hour later, Mu Shanming appeared in front of him, dragging his suitcase.

After 48 hours apart, Ning Bishu felt a pang of longing. He strode forward, opened his arms, and gave Attorney Mu a big hug, even kissing her on the cheek. In a casual tone, he said, "Mingming, welcome to X State!"

Mu Shanming seemed a little hesitant, but his eyes clearly showed his happiness. He whispered, "Why are you carrying a schoolbag?"

"It's a long story, let's talk about it on the way." Ning Bishu pulled her along, and just then they saw a taxi picking up passengers. The previous passenger had just gotten out of the car, and Ning Bishu and Mu Shanming got in.

Mu Shanming asked, even more puzzled, "Where's your car?"

I don't even have a car!
Ning Bishu chuckled inexplicably upon hearing this and said, "It's at the car dealership. We'll pick it up this afternoon."

"Oh, you changed your car, right..." In Mu Shanming's eyes, Ning Bishu had always seemed to be rich. It was as if Ning Bishu didn't even exist in this world before Mu Shanming became a billionaire.

Ning Bishu didn't explain much, and didn't even give the driver a specific address, simply telling him to drive towards the city center. Seeing this, Mu Shanming became increasingly uneasy and couldn't help but say, "Wow, Ning Bishu, what are you doing? You called me here, are you trying to kidnap me?"

Ning Bishu laughed and said, "I don't have a specific place to stay right now, so I don't know where to take you. I'm also looking for a suitable hotel to see where it would be better."

"No..." Mu Shanming was stunned. "You're a local, you don't have a place to stay?"

Ning Bishu casually said, "How about you go to my mom's place if you want? It's a run-down old neighborhood, less than 60 square meters. How about we squeeze into my little room tonight? You can also meet my mom there, what do you say?"

Mu Shanming hesitated slightly. Although he was a little tempted, he remained stubborn and refused, "Forget it, we've already agreed to live our own lives. I don't want to marry you anyway, so there's no need to meet my family..."

Ning Bishu smiled and followed up, saying, "So, we still have to stay in a hotel, right?"

Mu Shanming asked, "Then you don't have any other houses?"

“Other houses?” Ning Bishu suddenly remembered. “Yes, I just bought one last night.”

"Last night? Do you have to be so casual?" Mu Shanming's tone was a mix of teasing, amusement, and curiosity as he asked, "How big is it? How much did you buy it for?"

"It seems to be 400 million." Ning Bishu said casually, then opened his backpack, rummaged around inside, and actually found the contract and house key that Zhao Hu had probably put there for him. Looking at the contract, he muttered, "Oh, it's called Wangfu Jinxiu Jiayuan... Building 16, Unit A, Room 06. Holy crap, the entire 6th floor is like that? Oh, one apartment per floor..."

Ning Bishu muttered to himself, then turned his head and saw Mu Shanming looking at him with loving eyes.

"Is this a surprise you prepared for me?"

She took Ning Bishu's hand.

Suddenly, something felt off in Ning Bishu's mind.

A check for 100 million, plus a building worth 400 million...

Exactly 500 million...

No! You've got it wrong! This is a retirement home I bought for my mom!!

Ning Bishu's yellow mud fell onto his crotch.

But seeing Mu Shanming's happy expression, he, who hadn't lived like a human being for a long time, suddenly felt a pang of sympathy.

So he gritted his teeth and decided to say nothing at all.

They only instructed the driver to drive to Wangfu Jinxiu Jiayuan.

After driving for another half hour, around noon, Ning Bishu and Mu Shanming got out of the car and headed straight for the sales office.

As soon as I walked in, all the sales staff from last night immediately looked nervous.

What is the most likely thing a drunk customer who buys a house is to do?
Of course I regret it!

If the transfer of ownership hasn't been completed yet, does this mean they're canceling their purchase?
"President Ning..." The boy's boss from last night hurriedly stepped forward, first glancing at the domineering Mu Shanming, and before he could say anything else, Ning Bishu blurted out in a flurry, "Another set, please!"

"what?"

"Oh!"

"Okay! Okay, okay! Please wait a moment...!"

The sales manager was ecstatic and immediately turned around to prepare the contract.

"What are you doing..." Mu Shanming thought Ning Bishu was going to keep her as a mistress, and she was extremely shy.

Ning Bishu coughed lightly, "I think the environment here is nice, so I'll buy one for my mom too."

"Huh?" Mu Shanming misunderstood again. "You really want me to meet your mother that badly?"

"emmm..."

"Alright! I promise you, you can marry me if you want! But you can't contact Xiao Taotao anymore!"

Ning Bishu didn't hesitate for a second, and said seriously, "Mingming, you've really misunderstood this time. What I have between Taotao is pure love. I'll never let her go, no matter who else I let go!"

Mu Shanming's smile vanished instantly; he rolled his eyes and released Ning Bishu's arm.

(End of this chapter)