Wenhao 1979, starting with contributing to Story Club

Chapter 177 Stress Disorder

The owner of the white-skinned house was really anxious. Firstly, he had indeed been scolded by the ambassador of the East, which was a great loss of face.

Especially since they brought up the war from thirty years ago, acting like they could just do it again, it's simply incomprehensible.

Secondly, he did indeed feel that his dignity had been seriously offended, offended by the behind-the-scenes forces that had launched the surprise attack on Yu Zhen.

Regardless of anything else, his status as the dignified owner of the White House means that, globally speaking, only the equally arrogant Su Xiong Da Xiong Zhu is qualified to challenge him and make threats.

But now, on their own North American turf, some forces dare to be so disrespectful—

The thought that he, the head of the household, had once taken the lead in saying that he wanted to deal with the writer Yu, who wanted to return to the East to seek new development, but his will was rejected by the team was still ringing in his ears when a force behind the scenes immediately took action.

Who would dare to be so arrogant and domineering?!

Moreover, the more crucial issue is that if this matter is not investigated and clarified in the shortest possible time, it seems inevitable that he will be the one to take the blame.

There was nothing that could be done; it was his decision to convene a closed-door meeting with his cabinet ministers, making it seem like he was going to teach the great writer Yu a lesson.

There are no secrets that stay hidden forever.

The real fear is that the details of their closed-door meeting will soon be leaked, and the relevant meeting minutes will be passed on to the people in Dongguo by the mastermind behind the scenes. Then, today's heinous act of attacking and killing a famous writer in the street with a pickup truck and a machine gun will immediately confirm his guilt.

"Damn bastard, don't let me find out who you are!!!"

"I am the rightful owner of this white-skinned house!!!"

"I am the one who truly holds this country in the helm, the most authoritative and powerful owner of this house!!!"

"You are clearly provoking the dignity of the homeowner—"

Actually!

Who is behind this, daring to seize the initiative and launch a surprise attack?

As the owner of the large house, he naturally had a list of relevant forces already in his mind immediately.

However, some highly sensitive and indescribable beings are indeed not to be easily provoked.

There was nothing he could do! He wasn't really interested in the high-profile treatment people gave to homeowners, like performing brain surgery on them in the street, but he ended up following in his predecessor's footsteps, dying a bizarre and inexplicable death.

However, the biggest problem is that what's involved now is a terrible and powerful country like the Eastern Kingdom.

If not handled properly, it could really provoke a new 1v17 national war.

Hey, you guys, I'm not made of clay! Don't push your luck, you damned squid!

Upon hearing the news at the manor, Tang Jinmao was so frightened he wet himself.

It was truly awful; he peed all over his pants.

The main reason is that my brother just had surgery recently, and he was briefly invincible for over a month. But now that invincibility is gone, he's started wetting his toes with his urine. He was already quite weak, and any slight disturbance or fright can cause him to wet himself.

"Damn it, my God—which bastard dog did such a cruel thing to me—"

Tang Jinmao started cursing and was extremely agitated.

One call after another was made immediately.

The most direct reaction from wealthy people, super-rich investors, and real bosses is that if something suddenly goes wrong, they will spend money to find people and influence to figure out the situation and find the mastermind behind it as quickly as possible.

"A bounty of one hundred million US dollars is offered. Whoever kills the remaining culprits will receive a reward of one hundred million US dollars!!!"

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The wealthy and powerful Tang Jinmao used the most primitive and barbaric methods, resorting to bloody revenge.

He couldn't care less about all that. He just knew that once Yu Zhen really died, his business empire would largely lose its source of new capital, and he would lack the strength to continue and find it difficult to take a higher step beyond being a billionaire.

Not only that, he might not even be able to keep everything he currently owns. He will be attacked by a bloody onslaught from all sides, and his billions of wealth might be wiped out before the end of the year, causing him to fall back to the destitute state he was in last year.

In an even worse scenario, he could fall directly below the cutoff line for North American super-rich individuals.

There's no way around it. Newly minted tycoons like him have shallow foundations. They may appear incredibly wealthy on the surface, but in the eyes of other tycoons, they are just the fattest lambs in the world, lambs that can be harvested at any time.

Those most shaken, of course, were the American scoundrels who harbored beautiful fantasies about North America.

For example, the original group of over a hundred members had already been studying in North America for quite some time.

These people arrived in North America around the same time as Yu Zhen.

Their subsequent circumstances were worlds apart. Yu Zhen arrived in North America and lived a life of unparalleled luxury and decadent indulgence in the glitz and glamour of the capitalist world, while they had to spend their days shuttling between various engineering universities and laboratories.

Tech companies are desperately trying to learn skills and all the latest technologies and knowledge, so they can be ready at any time to answer the call of their motherland, return to the East, and go back to the impoverished and miserable days of the past.

What people fear most is having a point of reference to compare themselves to.

If it weren't for Yu Zhen's carefree and idyllic life in North America, he would be living like a god.

It's highly likely that everyone, for the sake of their ideals and beliefs, and for the important task of returning to the east to rebuild after learning the skills, gritted their teeth and let the good and bad things just pass by.

The problem is that, every single day, we see and hear how the great writer Yu has been corrupted and degraded by the sugar-coated bullets of the Western capitalist world.

Once people have prejudices in their hearts, they often can only see the shortcomings of others.

In their eyes, all they saw was how carefree and happy Yu Zhen was, completely oblivious to the rumors that the great writer had slept with every famous Hollywood actress, and the immense influence he wielded as a cultural celebrity in the Western entertainment industry, particularly in the series of variety shows and live broadcasts that followed, all stemming from his role as host of the North American online super talk show. They were unaware of the astonishing influence he possessed, and the subtle, growing yearning that the Western entertainment circle now held for the Eastern cultural sphere.

These are far too many unseen changes, changes that are even less noticeable without careful attention.

And Yu Zhen has recently been making a big show of wanting to return to the East —

The purchase of over ten giant ships, billions of dollars worth of supplies, and the new Oriental Hollywood film city development, covering over a hundred acres and adjacent to the Special Administrative Region in Hong Kong—

"I hope that guy surnamed Yu really does get beaten to death in the street!!"

"Yes, that's right! With him dead, many things that would be difficult to discuss back home will no longer be gossiped about, and his reputation can definitely recover significantly!"

"That's right, death absolves all debts. After all, information isn't as readily available in China, so not many people know how much of a wild party he had in North America—"

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"Sigh, it's us who suffer the most, both mentally and physically—"

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