You have offended someone whom even your grandfather must respect.
The sentence echoed in his mind as if it were a persistent dream, ensnaring his thoughts.
To be honest.
He didn't believe it.
But since it was his mother who said it, he had no choice but to believe it. Coupled with the memory of the day he was beaten, the crisp sound of slaps still seemed to ring in his ears. This was ordered by his grandfather himself!
If it were not for someone his grandfather respected, would his grandfather have been so harsh?
Obviously not.
Liu Liwei closed his eyes and lay on the bed, falling silent. A tear rolled down his cheek and dripped directly into his ear.
Whether it was a tear of pain or a tear of grievance, it no longer mattered.
Liu Liwei knew that he had taken the beating for nothing.
From now on, he would never put on airs again. Showing off had risks; choose wisely.
Seeing her son so dejected, Feng Lili sighed with helplessness and heartache.
Quanjude Restaurant, Private Room Number Six.
Li Changhe, with one leg crossed over the other, held a cigarette in his hand and looked proudly at the people in front of him, saying:
"That's right, that's the exact spot where Wan Ren Zhan was. Liu Liwei knelt there while I slapped him. You have to kneel to give me more memories."
Wan Ren Zhan: .....
Everyone was very curious about how Liu Liwei was beaten by Li Changhe, so they invited Li Changhe out for dinner today.
And Li Changhe directly led them to the scene of the incident, allowing them to experience the situation firsthand.
"Young Master Li, why didn't you take a picture back then? If you had a photo, you could have teased Liu Liwei anytime later." Hong Renwu shook his head with regret.
"What a great opportunity. You enjoyed slapping him and didn't even take a photo for us brothers to admire."
"I was too caught up in the moment to think about such things," Li Changhe chuckled.
"Actually, I was quite bewildered at the time, almost disbelieving. It wasn't until the slaps landed on Liu Liwei's face that the sting on my palm made me realize it was real."
"Young Master Xia is indeed awesome."
"It's a shame I didn't get to latch onto that influential figure."
"Young Master Li, we mostly believe what you're saying, but there's just one thing I don't understand. Why did Liu Liwei kneel down for you to slap him?"
Wan Ren Zhan asked the question on everyone's mind.
"Liu Liwei isn't someone who just escaped from a mental hospital to kneel and get slapped by you, is he?"
As for who beat Liu Liwei, they weren't curious about that; whether it was Li Changhe or Li Duanhe, it didn't matter.
They just wanted to know who was so formidable that Liu Liwei would willingly kneel and take a beating.
They naturally wouldn't believe that Liu Liwei was looking for a beating.
Who in this world would be so masochistic?
Upon hearing this, Li Changhe took a deep drag from his cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, and then said slowly, "Because he offended someone, someone I have to grovel to. When Old Feng found out, he told me to slap Liu Liwei severely on his behalf."
Li Changhe considered himself a good youth of the new era and couldn't possibly refuse Old Feng's request.
"If Old Feng requested something, I had to do it well."
"Who?"
The four asked in unison, their gazes fixed on Li Changhe's face.
"No comment," Li Changhe replied with an air of arrogance.
"Damn it... Is this necessary? The beating has already happened. Young Master Li, just tell us, so we don't step on any landmines in the future."
Wan Ren Zhan exclaimed in disbelief.
"No, no, I really can't say. How could someone like me be qualified to mention his name? I am unworthy."
Li Changhe knew that some things could be bragged about, and some words could be spoken, but he would never mention anything about Xia Feng.
The four: .....
.......
Beijing Airport.
Old Wang's motorcade dropped them off here.
"Alright, Old Wang, this is as far as we go. See you next time," Jiang Quanshui said as he closed the car door towards Old Wang.
"Heh heh... I'm planning to go to Shanghai to investigate some business opportunities," Old Wang chuckled.
Last time Xia Feng rewarded everyone with the divine medicine, Jiang Quanshui and Pony Ma each received two doses, both benefiting from their association. Old Wang wanted to go and stay there for a while, hoping for an opportunity.
Old Wang: "I'll just nudge, won't go in."
"Old Wang, that's not your true intention, is it?" Jiang Quanshui asked him with a smile.
"Mind your own business." Old Wang then instructed the driver to drive back, and he scurried to catch up with the convoy.
On Jiang Quanshui's private jet.
Jack Ma looked at Old Wang and teased, "Old Wang, I heard you tricked Old Xu out of billions a while ago?"
"Nothing of the sort," Old Wang quickly waved his hand.
"You can't just say such things. When did I trick him out of billions?"
"It was just a transaction; one willing to pay, one willing to sell. I didn't force or threaten him into selling the land."
"Look how anxious you are. I was just asking. Do you have to be so rushed?" Jack Ma looked at him with disdain.
"Old Wang definitely used Xia Feng's name to trick Xu Jiaying out of billions. That's his style. Old Wang was the first to interact with Xia Feng, so how could he not know how to leverage that?"
"Otherwise, why would Xu Jiaying be so crazy to sell the land to you for billions?"
"Don't ask. I can testify, he did it." Pony Ma chimed in.
"Little Ma, what you said isn't right. Old Xu willingly sold that land to me; I just negotiated the price." Old Wang looked at Pony Ma.
"Do you still have any shame? Why are you dragging me into your price negotiation?" Pony Ma retorted.
"Clearly, when he was tricking Xu Jiaying, he even asked me to help him put on an act."
"It's only 2.5 billion you tricked me out of, and you're still holding a grudge?" Old Wang said with a hint of disdain.
"En?"
As soon as Old Wang spoke, Jack Ma and Jiang Quanshui both turned their attention to Pony Ma.
"You can still pluck feathers from a miser? Or is there some hidden story I don't know about?"
Pony Ma, seeing their unfavorable gazes, calmly took a sip of water, pretending to see nothing.
"Little Ma, is what Old Wang said true?" Jack Ma was quite interested.
"Just like when he mocked the banks back then, if you don't do well enough, I'll shake you."
"Teacher Ma once said: If banks don't change, we'll change banks."
"What's true or false, I don't know," Pony Ma quickly denied.
How could he possibly admit to such a shameful matter?
Seeing his stubborn refusal, Jack Ma turned to Old Wang and asked, "Old Wang, how much did you trick out of Little Ma?"
"Not much. Five hundred million once, and two billion once," Old Wang chuckled smugly.
Upon hearing this, Jack Ma smiled without revealing his teeth and quickly gave Old Wang a thumbs-up.
"To be able to pluck a large clump of feathers from a miser, you are truly a master."
"That's what I lent you. Don't go back on your word," Pony Ma quickly responded.
"Did I say I lent it to you? Did I say the word 'loan' from beginning to end?" Old Wang retorted.
"No need for explanations, we all understand."
Jack Ma patted Pony Ma's shoulder, unable to hold back, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"You have days like this too."