The next morning, Jinling City was clear and sunny, the red sun rising, revealing a sense of vitality everywhere.
In a breakfast shop nad Taoyuan Village, Lu Yu was sitting by the window quietly enjoying his breakfast, leisurely chewing with an air of calmness.
In front of him sat Zhou Wenyuan, dressed in a white suit, devouring soy milk and fried dough sticks as if extrely hungry, in stark contrast to Lu Yu's deanor.
After last night's 'princess' effort to fight hard, Zhou Wenyuan was quite famished, so he ate with particular savagery.
"How did it go, Brother Wenyuan?"
Watching Zhou Wenyuan gobble down his breakfast, Lu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, a glimr of cunning flashing in his eyes as he said, "Did you enjoy last night?"
Lu Yu's voice was extrely calm, with a bit of playful tone.
"It was delightful, extrely delightful!"
Hearing Lu Yu's words, a sowhat lewd smile appeared on Zhou Wenyuan's handso face. He wiped his mouth and said, "I really owe it to Brother Lu Yu for the arrangent!"
After Lu Yu's series of arrangents the previous night, Zhou Wenyuan no longer saw Lu Yu as an outsider, addressing him like long-ti friends.
In his adolescence, Lu Yu was a libertine, mingling in various nightclubs, an expert at making friends. Being a playboy himself, he knew exactly how to handle soone like Zhou Wenyuan.
So now, by just employing so tactics, Lu Yu had made Zhou Wenyuan let down his guard completely.
"Ah, Brother Wenyuan, we're friends. If you talk like that, you're being too formal!"
Lu Yu spoke with a grand and bold spirit.
"Ah, Brother Lu Yu, that's not right. Even among friends, there should be reciprocity. You can't always let one person foot the bill, right?"
As he spoke, Zhou Wenyuan shook his head and said, "Ah, it's a pity the old man has handed the family to that damned Zhou Xianrong. Now look at this, I'm the eldest son of the Zhou Family and yet, Zhou Xianrong, an adopted son, sits on my head. If it weren't for that, I'd definitely show you a good ti in Jinling City, brother!"
Saying this, Zhou Wenyuan's voice turned low, seeming disinterested. Yet, his heart stirred, recalling his own downfall from the previous night, deepening his resentnt towards Zhou Xianrong.
"Ah, Brother Wenyuan, since you brought it up, I have sothing to say, but I don't know if I should."
Noticing the somber tone in Zhou Wenyuan's words, Lu Yu spoke calmly.
"Brother Lu Yu, we are all our people, what can't be said? Just speak freely."
Zhou Wenyuan's tone was carefree.
"Since you insist,"
Upon hearing this, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Lu Yu's lips, and he said to Zhou Wenyuan in mock seriousness, "Brother Wenyuan, forgive my bluntness, but your old man hasn't handled this matter well."
Lu Yu's words subtly sowed discord.
"Oh? How so?"
Hearing Lu Yu's words, Zhou Wenyuan's body stiffened, but he wasn't angry.
He was already very dissatisfied with his father Zhou Fengming's decision, and hearing Lu Yu say this resonated imdiately, prompting him to ask subconsciously.
"If that's the case, then I'll speak."
Seeing Zhou Wenyuan being gradually led by the nose, Lu Yu felt a secret joy in his heart and continued, "Brother Wenyuan, after all, you're the Zhou family's eldest, right? If you look back a few decades, by then customs, if the old man wasn't around, you would be the head of the family!"
"But now? Not only do you lack the status befitting the eldest, but Zhou Xianrong, a foster son, dares to sit on your head. If this continues, your status will only decline."
In his speech, Lu Yu's words carried a hint of concern, yet subtly aggravated the deep resentnt in Zhou Wenyuan's heart.
Zhou Wenyuan wasn't very capable, but he had quite a temper, sothing Lu Yu could glimpse from videos shot by the Scout team.
So, as soon as Lu Yu spoke, he instantly hit Zhou Wenyuan's sore spot.
Upon hearing Lu Yu's statent, Zhou Wenyuan subconsciously clenched his fists. After Lu Yu's few words, the cold anger in his heart could no longer be concealed and leaked from his eyes.
Zhou Wenyuan cared about his reputation, but due to his lazy and indulgent nature, he was always looked down upon, sothing he brooded over.
Additionally, the day before, when Zhou Xianrong held back his Diamond Card, it only deepened his anger and resentnt.
Thus, with just a few incisive words, Lu Yu hit his weakness, fully arousing the resentnt in him.
Taking a big gulp of soy milk, Zhou Wenyuan grew even angrier.
Seeing Zhou Wenyuan's expression, Lu Yu knew he had laid enough emotional groundwork. He smiled slightly and said, "Brother Wenyuan, to be honest, I can't help but feel it's not worth it for you. If I were you, I would have already found a way to get rid of Zhou Xianrong!"
Lu Yu's words were low, seemingly offhand, but they carried a hint of instigation.
"Get rid of Zhou Xianrong?!"
Hearing Lu Yu's words, Zhou Wenyuan shivered all over and spoke.
"Of course!"
Saying this, Lu Yu continued, "Brother Wenyuan, think about it. He's just an adopted son, yet he can temporarily manage the Zhou family's affairs. To put it bluntly, if this continues, after the old man's ti passes, will the Zhou Family be under your control or under his?"
Amid his words, Lu Yu presented his ace, throwing the most realistic question at Zhou Wenyuan.
In any family with multiple descendants and wealth, the issue of family managent rights is always the most sensitive and complex!
Because this issue involves huge interests and human nature, it is extrely difficult to handle.
So Lu Yu used this as his ace, to make Zhou Wenyuan make a decision!
Boom!
With these words, it was as if a thunderclap exploded beside Zhou Wenyuan's ears. The imnse impact left him stunned, his expression dazed, not knowing what to do!
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