Chapter 1128: 1214: Knocking on the Bamboo Pole
Unfolding in Chapter 388 of "My Super Beautiful Lady Boss": Chapter 1128: Chapter 1214: Knocking on the Bamboo PoleBrother Fei turned around and looked at... Keep reading!
Chapter 1128: Chapter 1214: Knocking on the Bamboo PoleBrother Fei turned around and looked at Gou Yan, speaking with a serious expression.
âHurry up and transfer the money, Iâve been screwed over by you. I have five million, the other forty-five million you have to cover. If you donât, donât even think about going back.â
Although Brother Fei is less than a dog in front of Chen Jianyi, he still acts tough in front of Gou Yan. Now that he can offer five million, Chen Jianyi feels he has done quite enough.
âYou⌠cough coughâŚâ
Gou Yan coughed violently. He was already heartbroken when his son was extorted for over a million by Su Xuan earlier, and now itâs a whopping forty-five millionâwhere could he possibly get such money? Itâs pushing him to jump off a building.
Gou Cuihua felt even more aggrieved; he was so arrogant just now, but now he truly dared not be arrogant anymore because his arrogance has pushed the entire family into an extremely awkward situation.
âWhat do you mean, you made me lose five million, and I havenât even settled the score with you. If you donât pay, Iâll take your whole familyâs lives; itâs better for everyone not to live.â
Getting Chen Jianyi to cough up five million is impossible. Even if he had that amount, he certainly wouldnât give it away; after all, that could be his entire fortune.
Gou Yan felt like vomiting blood. Reluctantly but gritting his teeth, he wrote a check and made over a dozen phone calls to gather the forty-five million. When the money was handed to Su Xuan, Gou Yan nearly fainted; he feared going bankrupt because it was his liquid asset, and without it, their family business was really at risk.
âBoss, shall I transfer it to your account?â Chen Jianyi said with a smile.
He never really wanted the money anyway, Su Xuan smiled lightly and said.
âKeep a few hundred thousand for treating these people and some compensation, then donate the rest. After all, there are still many people in this world in need of help.â
Su Xuan finished speaking and took Chu Wanjunâs hand.
âLetâs go, too soft-hearted. Worked all night and didnât even earn a glass of water.â
Su Xuan said with a smile, and when he finished speaking, those present almost wanted to kill themselves, thinking, damn you, youâve made me bankrupt, and yet you have the nerve to say that.
âAlright, you guys take them to the hospital. You did well this time; after healing, go to the Inner Sect.â
Chen Jianyi said as he got into the car, and soon everyone left, leaving behind only Brother Fei and his posse along with the Gou family members.
Gou Yan plopped down on the ground, trembling all over, complexion extremely poor, realizing that all his lifeâs hard work had gone to waste, he truly found it hard to accept.
âWhy, why did it turn out like this? What did I do wrong?â Gou Yan looked at the scene, feeling his heart already scarred, spit out a mouthful of blood, helplessly, truly helplessly wanting to change things but unable to.
Brother Fei looked coldly at Gou Yan.
âDamn it, you ruined me, your son is a damn scourge, what idiot would provoke those kind of people.â
Not only did Brother Fei lose five million, but he also thoroughly offended the Chen Family Meeting, and it would likely be very difficult for him to make it here.
On the way back after sending Chu Wanjun, she gazed at Su Xuan, a faint smile on her face; her time with Su Xuan was always filled with all kinds of thrilling experiences.
âSu Xuan, why do people judge by appearances, living by the superficial things to reflect inner value?â
Chu Wanjun understood that every time Su Xuan was bullied, it was because he didnât care about his low-key dressing.
âHaha, maybe thatâs the secular world, where many lose their true selves, chasing the unrealistic.â
Su Xuan said with a smile.
After sending Chu Wanjun home, Su Xuan was about to leave.
âArenât you spending the night at my place?â
Chu Wanjun said shyly.
âNo, I canât touch or caress; Iâll explode. Iâd rather visit a brothel.â
Su Xuan said invincibly.
Chu Wanjun was speechless for a moment, thinking, can you talk less shockingly? Visiting a brothel, really lacking sense.
âDonât go!â
Chu Wanjun pouted, looking as if sheâd ignore him if he did.
âUh⌠how about we have the wedding night tonight?â
Su Xuan said mischievously.
âNo way, I, I,â
Chu Wanjun said, a bit embarrassed. It didnât come yesterday, but today it did. It was slightly awkward.
âUh⌠you mean itâs okay if it didnât come.â
Su Xuan said mischievously.
âI, IâŚâ
Chu Wanjun hesitated, unsure what to say, thinking if it hadnât come, sheâd certainly not refuse Su Xuan.
âAlright, I wonât tease you, get some rest.â
Su Xuan rose to leave; actually, he didnât stay because Chu Wanjunâs place was a bit small, and the bed too small. If he slept on it, Chu Wanjun wouldnât sleep well.
After leaving Chu Wanjunâs place, Su Xuan thought maybe he should buy them a house; his woman shouldnât always stay in a damp basement, bad for health, after all heâd gotten over a million from Gou Shaobing. Buying a house shouldnât be too difficult.
Walking down the street, Su Xuan ambled with some boredom; he really had no proper home in Sunan, so he had no idea where he could spend the night. Unknowingly, he ended up at a massage center called Jiangshan, muttering.
âBeen too tired lately, need to find a lady for a massage.â
Su Xuan definitely knew how to enjoy life; he always loved foot massages. His mantra was being kneaded by delicate hands was comfortable, the life ought to be relaxed.
Since returning from Chengdu, heâs been exhausted, so now he felt he should relax, stay overnight there; the massage and leisure center opens twenty-four hours, so after a massage he could sleep there, thinking it would be comfortable.
Reaching Jiangshanâs entrance, Su Xuan mused about how these leisure centers name themselves, âJiangshanâ â sounds very regal, making him feel whoever heâd choose would serve him.