Chapter 1 The Aristocrat's Way

Zhou Tonghui wasn't deliberately trying to make fun of Bai Hongbo and the others; it was just that his lifestyle was fundamentally different from theirs.

Zhou Tonghui was twenty-one years old and still in college. His future plan was to become a lawyer. Zhou Yaoxiang had raised him in a rather aristocratic and strict manner. He usually didn't have access to the family's industries, which were managed by Zhou's other older sons.

Zhou Tonghui had not experienced the great riots before '42, nor had he seen the family's accumulation phase. Therefore, the way of treating guests that he had been instilled with since childhood was all about propriety and dressing the part.

In Su Tianyu's words, the Zhou family had taken down a vast territory with knives for three generations. What was it for? Wasn't it to allow their descendants to live with dignity and be part of the upper class? How could they still cultivate their children in the ways of the Jianghu?

Thus, the polite and refined Zhou Tonghui spent a considerable sum to treat everyone to a musical performance.

It was said that Da Bai's snoring that night could rival the lines of the lead actor on stage.

...

The next morning.

Wawa smiled and asked Da Bai, "I heard you guys went to a musical?"

"Yeah!" Da Bai replied energetically, "Experiencing the cultural atmosphere of the First District!"

"Your appreciation level is quite advanced!" Wawa deliberately disgusted Da Bai, "But why didn't you take us with you to see the musical?"

"My groin got chafed from riding horses yesterday. Put some medicine on it for me, and I'll tell you why!"

"After you tell me, we'll go see another musical?"

"If you keep nagging me, I'll chafe your groin too!" Bai Hongbo said fiercely.

"Bro, look at him, he harasses me with his words every day!" Wawa turned and yelled at Yu Mingfei.

...

Inside the main building, on the third floor.

Yu Jinrong, Yu Jinhang, Su Tianyu, Yu Mingyuan, and others sat around the conference table, while Zhou Yaoxiang sat in the main seat.

"President Zhou, we will repay this loan with interest within three years," Yu Jinrong said, clasping his hands. "If things go smoothly, we may repay the debt early, with interest paid as agreed."

"No problem," Zhou Yaoxiang nodded slowly. "I'll inform the company's finance department to make the payment to you right away!"

Yu Jinrong was slightly taken aback. "Don't we need to communicate with the finance department and sign a loan agreement or something?"

"Hehe!" Zhou Yaoxiang grinned. "Your name, Yu Jinrong, is worth more than twenty million, isn't it? Loan agreements aren't very binding. If I'm willing to lend, I don't care about that."

Yu Jinrong smiled. "Okay, then thank you for your help, President Zhou!"

"I hope your association does well," Zhou Yaoxiang stood up and shook hands with Yu Jinrong. "And I hope you rise steadily in Dragon City!"

"Thank you!" Yu Jinrong shook hands with him.

In this way, Zhou Yaoxiang lent Yu Jinrong twenty million in cash with only the bank interest rate as the return, and the two parties did not sign any written agreement.

The big shots settled things with a few words. Then, Zhou Yaoxiang invited everyone to stay in the First District for a couple of days, but Yu Jinrong was anxious to return and handle the affairs of the association, so he politely declined.

Around noon, the Yu family discussed it and felt that there was no need to return to the city, because the money had been agreed upon. They estimated that before they even arrived in The Dragon City Rises, the twenty million would already be in the Yu family's account. So, everyone prepared to leave directly from the Zhou family and fly back to The Dragon City Rises.

After a simple pack, the group got into the cars at a little after one in the afternoon.

Zhou Tonghui and the driver who had taken everyone to the musical the night before were still responsible for seeing them off.

As Su Tianyu and the others got into the car, Zhou Tonghui was still smiling and saying to Bai Hongbo, "Come and visit often when you have time!"

"Hehe, okay!" Su Tianyu nodded.

Zhou Tonghui closed the car door and went to the front car, while Bai Hongbo looked at his back and said speechlessly, "If I ever come to the Zhou family again, I'm a son of a bitch!"

Everyone smiled knowingly, but no one paid any attention to him.

The convoy set off for the airport.

Although the way to solve the funding issue was unexpected and not particularly ideal, the Yu family had established some relationship with the Zhou family through this matter, which could be considered making another friend. So overall, everyone had completed the mission, and their mood was good on the way back.

Inside the business car, An Qiqi was still wearing loose sportswear, sitting on Su Tianyu's right, dozing off.

"If you're sleepy, you can lie on my shoulder!" Su Tianyu winked at her.

"Oh my, I don't have the privilege! Let the ladies from the musical lie on your shoulder..." An Qiqi was also an old sarcastic one.

Just as Su Tianyu was about to tease An Qiqi, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was Su Tianbei who had sent him a text message with a new number. The content of the message was quite sensitive.

Su Tianyu frowned and communicated with the other party via text message.

About an hour and a half later, the cars had completely left the Zhou family's manor and were driving on the outskirts of the city, heading towards the airport.

Inside the front car.

Yu Jinrong and Yu Jinhang were still discussing the establishment of the association, while Zhou Tonghui was minding his own business, sitting quietly.

The burly driver, who was responsible for picking up and dropping off the whole time, suddenly looked frequently at the rearview mirror.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Tonghui took the initiative to ask.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and sped up the car.

The shaking of the car body attracted Yu Jinrong's attention, and he also looked up and asked, "Are we almost there?"

"Something's not right!" the driver frowned and replied.

"What?!" Yu Jinrong didn't quite understand.

The driver silently glanced at the fork in the overpass, suddenly went down the slope on the left, and drove straight to the street under the bridge.

This road did not lead to the airport, so the two cars behind followed very abruptly.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror again and suddenly picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Get the guns!!"

Inside the middle car, Su Tianyu also frequently looked back at the car behind, suddenly reached out and pressed An Qiqi's head: "Don't move!"

An Qiqi was pressed down between Su Tianyu's legs and roared angrily, "What are you doing!!"