Chapter 112: Money is a Bastard

  A high-rise three hundred square meters duplex by the river, with a height of sixteen floors that allows people standing at the window to gaze out at half of the city on the opposite bank. The riverside plaza and water park, as well as the zoo on the opposite bank, allow people standing in the room to enjoy an unobstructed view without needing curtains to conceal their privacy, giving them a sense of pride and accomplishment.

  Jingyun, with perfectly styled burgundy short hair, stood on the spacious balcony, leaning against the railing and ignoring the invasion of the cold wind. Her gaze swept down to the riverbank, which represented the modernized development of Pingjiang City, taking it all in at a glance.

  "Am I not supposed to have the awareness of being a kept woman? Shouldn't I be throwing myself into your arms and acting coquettishly right now?"

  Standing in the exquisitely decorated modern-style room, Jingyun's eyes widened slightly as she took a gentle glance around, her footsteps paused. There was curiosity and unfamiliarity, but what was absent was greed. If she had wanted to, she could have possessed a similar life at least three years ago.

  "I also don't have the awareness of a local tyrant, otherwise I would have pushed you down on the bed long ago." Zhang Shidong sat on the single sofa, his legs propped up on the coffee table, smoking and staring at Lingyun who was walking around the room.

  "These aren't what I wanted." Jingyun put the house key and the red Porsche key he had just seen downstairs on the coffee table.

  "It's sold, go buy what you want! Brother finally gets to be a nouveau riche and enjoy the feeling of being truly rich, but you have to ruin it for me."

  "Alright, today I'll show you what it's like to be a rich person. Give me a discount on these things."

  "Good!"

  Zhang Shidong followed Lingshengyun to the bank and withdrew a large travel bag full of money, totaling 2 million. Then they arrived at a large theater, tonight's theme is fashion, on a catwalk-like stage, models are walking the show.

  Ling Yun is one of the models, her new image appears stunning, when short hair becomes a popular trend today, the charm of short-haired women begins to appear in an extremely visually impactful way.

  The eternal temptation of the nightclub scene, even if it's a fashion show, is still about temptation. The more beautiful the model, the less they wear, the more popular they are. Here, you'd better not show off any traditional costumes, the gold masters below won't have any quality at all.

  The first set of slightly wild clothing display, instantly made Ling Yun the focus of the entire audience. The cowboy pants perfectly presented her stunning legs, and the black midriff-revealing tight leather jacket even more so accentuated her waist and bust, shocking the entire venue with its wild charm. The sound of wine glasses clinking on the table, whistling and shouting suddenly echoed throughout the nightclub, and several bosses sitting in the VIP card package area looked at each other with bright eyes, signaling the professional card package service staff to come over, inquiring about Ling Yun's information and presenting expensive flowers with business cards.

  Zhang Shidong sat alone in a luxurious private room with a good view, the seat price was 8888, expensive red wine and various dishes were placed on the table, looking at Lingyun, waiting for her performance.

  The last set of slightly sexy sportswear, the whole body walked out, and Yun Bei, carrying a travel bag, made a stunning appearance, facing various provocative voices from the audience, standing at the front, took off the heavy backpack, smiled brightly at those who were tempted by beauty, ignored the waiters holding bouquets of flowers, unzipped the backpack zipper, fingers scratched open a bundle of 10,000-yuan bills, and with a swift movement, a wave of red banknotes burst out, making a crisp sound.

  One stack, two stacks, three stacks...

  Along with the stunning madness, the whole scene went crazy. The waiters couldn't care about their work and rushed to grab the money. Some customers also lost their composure as consumers. It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience to have money scattered from the sky.

  Those who wanted to get to know the boss were stunned, having not received a response before, one by one felt ashamed on their faces, and when they were rejected and couldn't accept it, they saw this scene. The money was real, 500,000 to 600,000 yuan was thrown out like that, in the end even the models on stage couldn't hold back anymore, no longer continuing to pose but starting to casually pick up the money.

  The manager of the nightclub was completely stunned and didn't know how to react to such a scene, he even couldn't believe that something like this would happen until now.

  Her forehead, which was as majestic as a cloud, was sweating, and her face was overflowing with a kind of lofty madness. She had been suppressing it for too long and needed to release it. When she finally trampled the money under her feet, she realized why so many people struggled to become an owner.

  Finally, she even started deliberately not opening the bundles of paper, throwing them out one by one, and specially intentionally throwing them near the bosses with VIP cards. You're not trying to get to know me? Come on.

  Slap in the face, loud and clear, there are few people on the scene who can still remain calm and not pick up the money, every face is very ugly.

  She threw over a hundred million, causing Jingyun to lose interest in continuing to throw it down. She picked up her travel bag and walked off the stage, walking to Zhang Shidong's side. The travel bag was thrown onto the sofa, and she straddled his legs, suddenly holding his face and kissing him. Then, she wrapped her arms around his neck. I told Jingyun that if she wanted to be a saint, she had to do it strongly, and if she wanted to be pampered, she had to show it off generously, without hiding or concealing anything.

  The scene was in chaos, with the music and lights coming to a standstill. Even the stunning move by Jingyun couldn't elicit a response, as 90% of the people were desperately trying to get their hands on the red-headed old man's treasure.

  When Zhang Shidong pulled Ling Yun to stand up, pairs of eyes stared at the travel bag in his hand. Money can make ghosts grind mills, and one reason for being too capable of pretending is enough to make some people take risks. With the guidance of a certain black-and-white boss behind the scenes, several men with fierce appearances blocked the way of the two.

  "Hey, little girl, you're playing quite wildly......" Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Shidong interrupted him: "I'm very interested in your boss, cut the crap and take us to see him directly."

  "General Yu." Jingyun saw the middle-aged man sitting in the corner, his face changed, and subconsciously pulled Zhang Shidong. No matter how shocking and astonishing Zhang Shidong had been in the past, she had never really understood him. This General Yu was not someone to be trifled with.

  "Miss Ling, I hope you can give me an explanation. You, who are as noble as a saint for taking care of your sick mother, what are you doing today?" Yu Zong, with his big belly and fat waist, squinted his eyes, every word was spat out from between his teeth. He had been chasing Ling Xiangyun for a long time, always maintaining the demeanor of a gentleman. Every time Ling Xiangyun made a move, he would be there to support her, even when Kong Xin appeared, he didn't truly back down. The main business wasn't in Pingjiang, and he wasn't very afraid of Kong Da. He had always thought that as long as he persisted, he would eventually see the clouds part and the moon shine through. But seeing Ling Xiangyun's proactive move made him furious, not for anything else, but because all this, he could have given to her, yet she had fooled him for so long.

  Zhang Shidong pulled Lingshun Yun down to sit, patted her hand to indicate that she didn't need to be nervous, and casually put the travel bag aside. He flipped his eyelids: "Do you have money?"

  "A bit." Yu Zong said with great confidence.

  "Is there any influence?"

  "It's okay, at least there's some face-saving."

  "But you look too ugly, if I were a little girl, I wouldn't date you either. At night when I wake up from sleep, I'm afraid that what I'm hugging is just a pile of pig intestines."

  "Damn it!"

  As soon as Zhang Shidong's words came out, Yu Zong's bodyguards were thoroughly angry and didn't wait for their boss's order. They rushed towards Zhang Shidong to teach him a lesson.

  The clay figure still has three points of earthly nature, let alone the boss with assets over 100 million, and I won't guess what background Zhang Shidong is from. Even if he was beaten by the governor of Pingjiang, it's just a loss, and withdrawing investment here doesn't matter, losing money is nothing.

  Three punches and two kicks, several bodyguards fell to the ground.

  Zhang Shidong turned his head and said to Ling Yun: "Remember, you only need to enjoy life."

  Just as Zhang was about to make a ruthless remark, the slow and rhythmic applause started: "Zhang Shao is so enthusiastic, but I have to say this to you, Zhang Shao's woman dares to take charge, aren't you afraid of not being able to leave Pingjiang?"

  Yu's eyes widened in shock as he turned around to see the figure that had been gazing down at him from above, even in his dreams.

  "Deng Shao..."

  Only those who have slightly interacted with Deng's circle would use this title, while those who have had no interactions would address him as Director Deng. How could Yu Zong, living in Linhu, not know this super big official?

  Deng Jiutian ignored him and walked straight towards Zhang Shidong: "Zhang Shao's vision is good, this girl is not bad."

  Zhang Shidong's eyelids twitched, and Deng Jiutian was so humble that he even brought up the fact that he had given face to Jiang Xueyu and didn't bother her again. What for?

  A few minutes later, Yu's scalp was all sweaty, and his buttocks only touched a little bit of the sofa. With a respectful face, he listened to the two young masters talking about mysterious things without discussing the main issue. For several minutes, he was in a state of tension and panic. No wonder Ling Yun chose him; this guy was even more formidable than Kong Xin at first, able to make Deng Shao talk with him as the center of attention.

  After a pause, Deng Jiutian suddenly said: "What Zhang Shao did today is truly admirable. If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do what Zhang Shao did so calmly. Once the news report comes out, Zhang Shao will immediately become a national hero."

  Oh, so that's the point. Zhang Shidong immediately reacted and understood that Deng Jiutian didn't come to flatter him, but for the sake of that company. Even if he could wash his hands clean and claim it had nothing to do with himself, once the media reported on a large scale, some big shot would definitely investigate thoroughly, and he wouldn't be able to escape. It's clear that he had settled everything else before coming to find him.

  "Is that company yours?" He got straight to the point.

  "Zhang Shaokai was just joking, I'm not interested in such a small company." Deng Jiutian denied it, and the two ended this conversation.

  If Deng Jiutian acknowledges, Zhang Shidong will not think that having multiple friends and roads is wrong. At least he believes that with Deng Jiutian's status and wisdom, he would never be the kind of person who would leave a big handle for others just for a small amount of money.

  Deng Jiutian did not acknowledge, which was equivalent to cutting off that road. At least in his heart, he had never thought of becoming friends with Zhang Shidong, and naturally would not leave any hidden handles for others.