Lin i'e was in charge of the conversation, and the won began chatting about business matters, sowhat casually. It wasn't funny at all; many successful won were very capable, and besides, a few beautiful won sitting together was pleasing to the eye, much better than chatting with n.
Huang ng was still attending to his guests. As the saying goes, a fallen phoenix is worse than a chicken. If he weren't still a direct descendant of the Huang family, he would probably have been hacked to death by his enemies long ago. He had done plenty of despicable things in the past, such as committing adultery with his husband and taking advantage of won. What goes around cos around. So his wife was slept with by Zhao An, not only slept with him but also brought ho for his pleasure, having sex with him every day without condoms, eventually getting her pregnant.
Seeing the seductive aura emanating from his wife, Fang Shuiling, a kind of charm she had never possessed before, he realized that the woman's allure had blossod after being slept with so much, making her appear incredibly seductive. Yet, she possessed an air of dignified elegance, driving one to a frenzy, an irresistible urge to pin her down and ravage her.
While greeting guests, Huang ng pondered how to plead with Zhao An. He had a bold idea, but he needed a bit of help first. As for the consequences, he didn't care. Eunuchs were generally long-lived; he was only thirty, with a bright future ahead of him. If he remained healthy, he could live at least another forty or fifty years. He needed to make a na for himself.
After becoming a eunuch, he would lose interest in won, allowing him to focus more on his career, finding ways to improve himself and create more wealth.
"Hey, Second Young Master Huang, why didn't you invite your brother over? That's not very nice of you. I'm just here for the party; Second Young Master Huang, you won't refuse entry, will you?" A boastful voice imdiately drew attention, seemingly designed to attract eyeballs.
Huang ng's expression remained unchanged. "Brother Zhennan, I am very pleased to welco you."
The man before him was a young master from the Southwest Chamber of Comrce. This chamber of comrce was no weaker than the four major families; they were simply a collective entity. Individually, each family was second only to a mid-tier family, like the Tang family before their downfall, controlling a unique industry. However, when these families united to form a chamber of comrce, using rules to bind them and interests to tie them together, creating an unstoppable force, it beca incredibly formidable. At least in the Southwest region, they held absolute economic authority. The Lin family controlled a small portion of the jade mines, while the rest essentially belonged to the Southwest Chamber of Comrce.
Unique natural advantages, coupled with a unique geographical location, allowed for the cultivation of many plants. With each family united, they essentially monopolized the industries of the Southwest region.
"Oh dear, rember how arrogant Young Master ng was back then? Now you're throwing a party here? I'll treat you to the six-star hotel next door; that's where a real party is. This backwater corner, is this what you call a party? Don't embarrass yourselves, Young Master ng! Is the Huang family really so lacking in prestige?" Ba Zhennan sneered, his words dripping with sarcasm. In the past, he wouldn't even have had the chance to shine Huang ng's shoes, let alone mock him. Now that Huang ng has lost power, everyone knows his entire business has been handed over to Huang Yu, the eldest son of the Huang family.
It's said that this was orchestrated by the Huang family patriarch, concentrating all resources to deal with the aggressive Southwest Chamber of Comrce. As for Zhao An, he's just a minor target, one of the points of contention in the conflict. He's an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire, only Zhao An has a big reputation and is considered a neutral resource. So what if he's a collateral branch of the Bai family? Even if he were a direct descendant, they'd still be crushed.
People fear becoming famous, just as pigs fear growing fat; this is the price of fa. Anyone who wants to succeed wants to step on the corpses of others, but this ti they seem to have chosen the wrong person.
Huang ng was seething with rage, but outwardly remained calm. "Yeah, I'm down on my luck now, worse than a dog. What do you want? Co to the party if you want. I'll rember everyone who cos today. Heh, what I've lost, I'll get back sooner or later. Ba Zhennan, don't be so smug, you're just Xu Chun's dog."
Ba Zhennan flew into a rage, walking over and glaring fiercely at Huang ng. "Say that again if you dare!"
"I said you're a dog!" Huang ng suddenly grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over Ba Zhennan's head, knocking him to the ground. "I said you're a dog! Who the hell do you think you are! Talking to like that! If you want to fight the Huang family, co at , you son of a bitch!"
The bodyguards behind him imdiately sward forward, and a brawl broke out. Neither side dared to use guns, only fists and clubs. This was at most a scuffle; a fight was the least of their worries. If anyone used a gun, that would be a different story—they'd be badly injured, if not killed.
Huang ng, holding a broken wine bottle, stomped on Ba Zhennan's face, his expression incredibly violent. "Who do you think you are? When I was swaggering around, you couldn't even get a piece of shit. You dare to mock ? You think I, Huang ng, am easy to bully?" He continued smashing the bottle down, each blow nearly cracking Ba Zhennan's skull.
"Let them co here. You take him back and tell Xu Chun, if you want to fight, then fight. Stop talking nonsense and get out of here with this piece of trash!" Huang ng kicked the man several tis, even breaking his nose in his rage.
These bodyguards had never witnessed such a scene. Ba Zhennan had done similar things before, when they were the perpetrators. Now they were the victims, and naturally, they were at a loss. They could only carry Ba Zhennan away hastily to find Xu Chun and their superiors to take responsibility.
*Slap! Slap! Slap!* A round of applause rang out, and Zhao An entered with two slender white female bodyguards. They were dressed casually, mostly in shorts and a casual shirt, with a pair of oddly chosen casual shoes. If they were wearing flip-flops, they would basically look like nouveau riche landlords with several properties.
"That was truly spectacular! It's been a long ti since I've seen such a performance. Impressive, impressive! Looks like you're still got it. Tsk tsk tsk, not bad, a man of spirit." Zhao An clapped his hands, his smile radiant, a smile that would make anyone feel good.
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