Tales of the Supernatural

Chapter 681: [674] The law of survival

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I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Mr. Yang, please stop laughing at me. I don't have the money to invest... :*/.*"

"Who asked you for money? If you are willing to come to my company and register as a company name, I will give you 10% of the shares, and you can just play all day long." Yang Hongjun stared at me with his eyes straight, not joking at all. After Yang Hongjun finished speaking, the people around him also took a breath of cold air. You know, Yang Hongjun is completely different now, and he even has several times more money than when I first met him.

Yang Hongjun was a smart man. After he separated from me, he used all his connections in both the black and white worlds. In the past few years, his money has snowballed and he is worth more than 10 billion. Now he said on the spot that he would give me 10% of the shares, which means that if I agree, I will be a billionaire. Suddenly, many young girls around me, even Sister Wang, looked at me differently.

I smiled bitterly, perhaps because I had seen through the ups and downs of time, and said, "Boss Yang, please don't joke with me. You know, I'm just a poor boy and I don't have much. It's useless for you to give me so many shares."

Yang Hongjun shook his head, grabbed my shoulders, and whispered in my ear seriously, "Don't you understand? If it weren't for you, I would have been stabbed and left dead in the wild. And you helped me when I was in the most difficult time. I, Yang Hongjun, am not an ungrateful bastard."

I felt warm at heart after hearing what Yang Hongjun said. In fact, I also understood what Yang Hongjun meant. He was betrayed by his elder brother whom he had always followed. I helped him and encouraged him when he was at the lowest point in his life. However, I still shook my head and said, "Forget it, Director Yang."

I don't want the money not because I'm noble. If I hadn't gone through what I'm going through now, I would definitely agree. But I'm still uncertain about my life and death in the future, and I don't know what to do. It's useless to take the money, so I might as well let Yang Hongjun develop himself. Anyway, I'm not short of money now. This is true. I'm really not short of money now. I just feel that enough money is enough. The same goes for Yang Hongjun and others. In fact, even if rich people like them spend a lot on food and clothing every day, it's still enough for several lifetimes. But they still struggle just to give themselves a goal, or a kind of honor.

Yang Hongjun nodded, without saying anything, and just said: "My company's headquarters is in Chengdu now, it's called Hongjun Group. Come and play when you have time. If you need money, just tell me. I can't be too stingy with you, little guy, right? And don't call me Mr. Yang, just call me Brother Yang."

I nodded and said, "By the way, Brother Yang, what are you doing here today?"

Yang Hongjun slapped his forehead and said, "Zhang Leiting is an old friend of mine. His son just died, so I came here to comfort him. By the way, aren't you that? Please do a ritual for him when you have time. He has been in the business world for so many years, but I didn't expect that his heir would die in the end."

"The reason I came here this time is actually because of his son's matter. Let's go and talk to him first." After I said that, Yang Hongjun raised his hand, sneered and said, "Wait." Then he turned around and pointed at Sister Wang and said, "You wanted to throw my brother out just now, didn't you?"

When Sister Wang heard this, her face turned pale. She seemed to have a high position in the Jinlan Group and must have known that Yang Hongjun was a gangster. She said to Yang Hongjun, "Boss Yang, I didn't expect this to be your brother. Look at what happened. The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. I didn't expect it was one of our own family."

"Who says we are family?" Yang Hongjun's face darkened, and I also felt that Yang Hongjun seemed really angry. Yang Hongjun said, "Slap yourself in the face. If you don't slap your own five teeth off, I will find someone to help you slap them."

"Brother Yang, forget it." I frowned, feeling that it was indeed a bit too much to treat a woman like this. Yang Hongjun shook his head, looked at me and said, "Xiao Jiu, maybe you have lived too comfortably. Today, I will teach you a lesson as a brother. Never be kind to your enemies. If this girl hadn't had some friendship with me in the past, I would have asked someone to chop her up tonight. Who let her play such a trivial thing as slapping her in the face."

Yang Hongjun spoke loudly, without any attempt to hide his words. None of the people around dared to step out. When Sister Wang heard the last few words of Yang Hongjun, she was shocked. She was originally hesitant, but suddenly she became determined. She slapped herself in the mouth, very hard, as if that face was not her own. After a while, her face was swollen and her mouth was full of blood, but her teeth did not fall out.

Finally, I couldn't bear to watch it any longer and turned my head away, but I didn't stop it, because just like what Yang Hongjun said, this society is a cannibalistic society. If I wasn't a policeman or Yang Hongjun had arrived, I might have had my legs broken. This is society. If you are not ruthless, you can't stand firm. This is the law of survival now.

Yang Hongjun probably felt bored after seeing what was going on, so he patted my shoulder and asked me to follow him. I followed him. At this time, there was an old man in his fifties leading the way in front of Yang Hongjun. This old man seemed to be from the Jinlan Group. Later, Yang Hongjun whispered to me that this man was Zhang Leiting's childhood friend, named Wang Nan, who is now one of the people in power in the Jinlan Group. He had just gone out to greet Yang Hongjun, but when Yang Hongjun asked Sister Wang to slap herself, Wang Nan didn't say anything.

The two of us followed Wang Nan into the elevator. This elevator was a sightseeing elevator. There were only three of us. It seemed to be an elevator reserved for the company's top executives. Others were not allowed to use it. At this time, Wang Nan asked me, "I don't know the name of this young man. I don't know why he came to see our CEO Zhang."

I was confused for a moment, not knowing whether to tell Wang Nan or not. After all, Zhang Yuqian's case was quite special, and generally speaking, not many people would believe it. Yang Hongjun saw my puzzled look and said, "Xiao Jiu, just tell me if you have anything to say. Although Mr. Wang has a say in the Jinlan Group, it's the same if you talk to him."

I thought about it and nodded, and then I briefly explained that it was probably the spirit of Mr. Zhang's son who found me and asked me to help tell his father that he was going to marry a woman. After I finished speaking, Wang Nan looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have asked the security guards to kick me out, but now Yang Hongjun was protecting me, so kicking me out was definitely impossible. He smiled and said, "This matter is indeed unusual. Let's wait for the chairman to come and talk to you, little brother."