I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan Chapter 301 - 267: Don’t Say Dad, Even If Your Grandpa Comes

"Forget your rich daddy, not even your grandpa could help you if he were here!"

At this mont, behind Scarface stood the Splendor Entertainnt City. In Qingyun City, there truly was nothing that Splendor Entertainnt City feared.

「Half an hour later.」

A middle-aged man in a suit anxiously arrived at the Paradise Bar and was led to a private room.

Upon entering, he looked up to see Scarface sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, toying with a dagger. Ah Bao stood silently behind him, his body as stiff as a rod. On a wooden chair to the side, the rich heir was tied up with ropes. His face was swollen and bruised, the front of his shirt was soaked with blood, and his eyes were closed. He appeared to be on the verge of death.

Seeing this, the man in the suit trembled. He hurried to the heir’s side, carefully supported his head, and said softly, "Yuan’er, Yuan’er, how are you? Yuan’er, wake up, look at !"

Seeming to recognize the voice, the heir slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing the face before him, his emotions crumbled. Tears stread down his face as he choked out a trembling sentence.

"Dad, they hit !"

The man in the suit’s heart ached. He gently stroked his son’s face, reassuring him, "It’s okay, Dad’s here. Dad’s right here."

Then, the suit-clad man turned toward Scarface, his face filled with anger and his eyes ablaze with fury. He pointed at Scarface and rebuked, "Scarface, what is the aning of this? How dare you lay a hand on my son! I’m telling you, you’d better give a reasonable explanation this ti, or not even Wen Qiang will be able to protect you!"

From the mont the man in the suit had entered, Scarface had remained on the sofa with his legs crossed, playing with a dagger in his right hand. The blade danced between his fingers like a butterfly, beautiful yet dangerous.

Hearing the man’s words, the motion of Scarface’s hands suddenly stopped. He lifted his head slightly to look at him and said slowly, "Protect ? Hah. Feng Hongyi, it seems that while you haven’t grown much over the years, your nerve certainly has. Perhaps you should first ask who your precious son offended!"

The man in the suit, Feng Hongyi, cald down slightly at these words. He turned to ask the heir in a low voice, "Yuan’er, what exactly happened?"

The heir hurriedly shook his head. "Dad, I really didn’t offend anyone. A couple of days ago, soone crashed into my car. I was just seeking compensation today. I even checked, the guy is just a Didi driver!"

Feng Hongyi nodded, turned his grim face back toward Scarface, and said in a deep voice, "Scarface, you beat my son into this state just for a Didi driver?"

"Hahahaha!" Scarface suddenly burst out laughing. He casually stabbed the dagger into the table in front of him and shook his head. "Mister Xia may enjoy driving for Didi, but you really shouldn’t treat him like an ordinary Didi driver!"

"What do you an?" Feng Hongyi frowned slightly, pressing for an answer.

"You’ve heard of Splendor Entertainnt City?"

"Isn’t that obvious?" Feng Hongyi furrowed his brow.

"Good. It’s good that you know. Mister Xia is the owner of Splendor Entertainnt City."

As these words fell, the room plunged into silence. The rich heir didn’t react much, but Feng Hongyi’s pupils contracted sharply, and he collapsed onto the floor.

The owner of Splendor Entertainnt City?

It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over their heads, instantly extinguishing their rage. Having fought and struggled in Jiangcheng for so many years, he was well aware of how deep the waters ran. Normally, he could disregard Scarface because, strictly speaking, Scarface was a nobody, just soone Wen Qiang looked out for, not even officially part of Splendor. Even so, he usually avoided clashing with him, afraid of provoking the figure behind him and facing consequences he couldn’t handle.

And now, his son had provoked the owner of Splendor Entertainnt City?

Although he was worth a good few hundred million himself, in comparison, he was at most a slightly stronger ant. Even if his assets were to increase tenfold, if that person decided to deal with him, it would only take a matter of minutes. After all, sotis, it’s not about money, but about power.

With that thought, Feng Hongyi’s heart turned to ash. He could already see the empire he had struggled to build for over twenty years crumbling in an instant.

Seeing this, Scarface sneered. He stood up, walked over to the two of them, and said condescendingly, "Alright, get up. You’re lucky Mister Xia didn’t make a big deal out of it. Consider this beating a minor punishnt. Go back and keep a tight leash on your young master. If there’s a next ti, not even the Immortals will be able to save him!"

Hearing this, Feng Hongyi was stunned for a mont, then silently nodded. He hoisted his son onto his back and walked dejectedly out of the private room.

And Xia Liang, who was seen by others as such an imposing figure, was at that mont exercising at Gan ngzhu’s ho.

In the room next door, a red-faced young girl gritted her teeth.

This pervert!

「The night passed.」

「The next day, after breakfast.」

After a goodbye kiss from Gan ngzhu, Xia Liang went about his daily routine of driving for Didi.

[Ding—you have a new real-ti...]

Xia Liang lightly swiped his phone and headed toward the destination. The order indicated a location in the city center, not far from him. Xia Liang rembered the place; it was an area with all sorts of tutoring classes for piano, violin, painting, and the like.

Soon, Xia Liang arrived. He parked in a temporary spot on the side of the road and called the passenger. Once the call connected, Xia Liang introduced himself and said, "The road ahead is a bit blocked, so I can’t drive through. My car is parked across the street. It’s the one with the Double Flash on."

A distinctive middle-aged woman’s tone ca from the other side of the phone. Her words were quite rude as she commanded, "You bring the car over here! People these days... We’re the custors! Is it right to make your custors walk so far? Hurry up and get over here, or I’ll file a complaint and have your company dock your pay!"

Xia Liang raised an eyebrow. If not for his changed ntality, he definitely would have been infuriated by her.

"Mom, stop it! We can just walk there."

Just as Xia Liang was about to cancel the order, the soft voice of a young girl, seemingly holding back her anger, spoke up.

Following that, the middle-aged woman’s voice sounded again. "Adults are talking, children should be quiet! Fine, you just wait there for us!"

Then the call was hung up.

Looks like there’s a bit of a situation...

From the information in that call, a scene subconsciously ford in Xia Liang’s mind: a middle-aged woman with perd hair, shalessly complaining about everything in the world, with a young girl walking silently behind her, head down. Xia Liang pondered for a mont. He had a feeling that this might very well trigger a mission. With that in mind, he didn’t cancel the order.

He didn’t have to wait long before this ride’s passengers arrived. It was a family of three: a slightly portly middle-aged man, a very beautiful young girl, and a bejeweled, well-maintained middle-aged woman.

Xia Liang was sowhat surprised. The girl was about as he’d imagined. The middle-aged woman, however, didn’t look like her harsh, shrewish voice suggested. She was actually quite attractive. She checked the license plate number on her phone and then, seemingly unconvinced, took several photos of the plate with a CLICK-CLICK-CLICK.

"Hello, we’re the passengers for this car. Could you please unlock the doors?" A slender girl in a white dress with neat bangs smiled faintly at Xia Liang. She was very polite.

Her eyes were red, as if she had just been crying. She had a guitar on her back, giving her an earthy, artistic vibe. Xia Liang had a good impression of polite and well-behaved girls like her.