Chapter 234: Chapter 234: Worth Dozens of Yuan, So Awesome!
Hearing Xia Liang’s question, the greasy old man thought he was softening and boasted proudly.
"I, Zhao Gao, have a net worth of dozens of Yuan and I’m the president of Tianyi Entertainment Company."
After speaking, Zhao Gao proudly lifted his head.
Song Rong felt weak all over. In the eyes of a gold digger like her, Zhao Gao was shining with a radiant light at that moment.
Just then, Zhao Gao’s phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, Zhao Gao’s expression instantly changed, becoming utterly sycophantic.
"Hello! President Wang! Yes! It’s me, little Zhao! Right, right, right! I was wondering, could you give me a discount on this year’s rent? What? It’s been sold? Okay..."
At this point, Zhao Gao quickly nudged Song Rong beside him and whispered a rebuke. "Quiet, I need to take down a number."
His expression changed in a flash as he turned back to the phone.
"Mm-hmm, okay, President Wang, you were saying? 1... 8..."
As Zhao Gao was repeating the numbers, Xia Liang’s expression turned strange.
Why does that number seem so familiar?
Before he could think more about it, Zhao Gao had jotted down the phone number and was now ignoring Xia Liang. After all, securing the rent for his office building was far more important. If he could shave off even a little, that would be fantastic. He immediately dialed the new number.
The next second, Xia Liang’s phone rang.
Xia Liang’s expression turned playful. He answered the call, and it was indeed Zhao Gao’s voice that came through the receiver.
"Hello... May I speak to President Xia?"
Xia Liang’s expression grew even stranger.
"Yes, this is he."
Beside them, Song Rong was getting annoyed. "Who do you think you’re fooling? Can’t you see my boyfriend is on the phone? What are you trying to pull?"
Before Zhao Gao even had a chance to scold Song Rong, he realized something was terribly wrong.
He could clearly hear Song Rong’s voice coming through his phone.
He whipped his head around to see Xia Liang casually waving his phone before stating calmly, "That’s right, it’s me."
What the fuck!
A bolt from the blue struck him. In an instant, Zhao Gao panicked.
He had to be dreaming! Even with all his connections, he couldn’t afford a single floor in an office building in Qingyun City, let alone an entire skyscraper. He knew the call had just been forwarded from his former landlord, which meant Xia Liang was now the owner of the entire building.
Holy shit!
He didn’t even need to think about it. Owning a building like that implied a staggering amount of wealth and power.
Xia Liang’s lips curled into an easygoing smile. "Zhao Gao, a net worth of dozens of Yuan, the president of Tianyi Entertainment. So impressive."
With that, Xia Liang took out his car keys, gave them a little shake, and pressed a button. The Aston Martin’s doors swung open, nearly knocking Song Rong to the ground.
Song Rong was completely baffled. The very sports car she had used to show off and mock Xia Liang just moments ago actually belonged to him.
How could a delivery boy own a car worth millions?
Zhao Gao’s mind was buzzing. Even if he was a fool, he understood now that he had offended a major figure. This delivery boy was someone he could not afford to cross.
Xia Liang got into the car and started it with the push of a button.
VROOOM!
The roar of the Aston Martin was music to the ears. Zhao Gao’s legs gave out, and he fell to his knees in front of Xia Liang’s car.
"Mister Xia, I’m sorry! It’s all my fault! Kill me or torture me as you see fit, I won’t have a single complaint! But please, I’m begging you, just spare my company!"
Zhao Gao was genuinely terrified that Xia Liang would use his influence to crush his company. He had grown accustomed to a life of luxury; if he went bankrupt, he had no idea how he would survive. He wanted to smash his head into the nearest lamppost.
The roar of the sports car was so loud that Xia Liang didn’t hear a word Zhao Gao said, not that he wanted to. He was already planning to evict them as soon as he got back.
He floored the accelerator, and the car shot forward, disappearing without a trace.
Watching the Aston Martin recede into the distance, Song Rong was driven mad with envy and jealousy.
Why isn’t a handsome guy like that my boyfriend? Why wasn’t I the one sitting in that sports car?
Then, looking at Zhao Gao still kneeling on the ground, her anger flared.
"Honey, what are you doing kneeling there? Be a man! You’re so useless. It’s just one stupid office building. If we have to move, we’ll just rent another one. What’s the big deal?"
Hearing Song Rong’s words, Zhao Gao was filled with regret, hatred, and rage. It was all because of this woman! Otherwise, how would he have ever offended Xia Liang?
The thought was too much to bear.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Zhao Gao scrambled to his feet and struck Song Rong across the face several times.
"You stupid bitch, what do you know?! Do you have any idea what kind of powerful person you just made me offend? Do you know what owning an eighty-plus-story office tower in Qingyun City Center means? Do you realize he could destroy my company with a single word? This Master doesn’t care what you have to do, you *will* get Mister Xia’s forgiveness! Otherwise, I swear I’ll kill you, you whore, even if it means spending twenty years in prison!"
Song Rong was petrified by Zhao Gao’s ferocious expression. She clutched her swelling face, not daring to utter another word. A woman like her just needed to be taught a lesson.
「Meanwhile」
After completing his delivery, Xia Liang drove toward his office building to pick up Shi Qiang. He soon arrived and walked inside. Stepping into an elevator, Xia Liang pressed the button for the 42nd floor and waited quietly as more and more people piled in.
BEEP!
The elevator let out a sharp squeal, indicating it was severely overloaded.
Instantly, all eyes turned to Xia Liang, silently pressuring him to get off.
Xia Liang scanned the crowd. "Don’t look at me. Whoever got on last should get off."
The young man who had boarded last flushed with embarrassment before retorting defiantly, "We’re tenants in this building! Why should we get off? What gives a delivery guy like you the right to even be in the elevator?"
His words found agreement with the others, who began to mutter amongst themselves.
"The elevator is already packed. Why should a delivery guy get to ride with us?"
"Hey, buddy, you should just get off and wait for the next one."
"You’d better get out of here quick. If security comes, they won’t even let you in the building to deliver."
So delivery guys can’t ride the elevator? Delivery guys can’t even enter this building?
If they had asked him nicely, he would have stepped off. After all, everyone has places to be, and a little mutual understanding goes a long way. But since they decided to use such trash talk to pressure him, he was now determined to ride this elevator.
Xia Liang stated coolly, "I have the right because this building is mine. And today, I’m taking this elevator. Funny how you all want the convenience of food delivery, but now you look down on the person who brings it. This building is over eighty stories tall; why don’t you try climbing it?"
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot. It wasn’t enough that this kid was a contrarian; he was also delusional. A delivery boy claiming to own the building was the most ridiculous joke they had heard all year.
A few of the young women in the elevator felt a pang of disappointment. They were just thinking about how handsome he was and planning to strike up a conversation, but it turned out he was a fool. What a waste.
The last young man to enter the elevator just snorted coldly.