Using Ying Man to seek benefits for herself, and finally kicking her away, joining forces with the Shen Family to suppress the Rong Family, now, he even wants to annex the Rong Family and then confront the Shen Family.
Ambition never gets smaller, only bigger.
Ying Fan never thinks about being satisfied with his current position.
Rong Zhi slowly narrowed her eyes, looking at the culprit before her, calmly chuckling.
Clearly, the person who harmed her to this point is him, where does he get the audacity to say he wants to help her get revenge.
Tilting her head slightly, she asked indifferently, "Anything is okay?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Fan suddenly felt she was tempted, sneering in his mind, indeed a half-grown punk, still a woman, all thoughts filled with emotions, utterly useless.
No matter how sarcastic he felt inside, his expression remained serious and solemn, "Yes, as long as you agree, I’ll try my best to meet your demands."
"Try your best, huh," Rong Zhi clicked her tongue, her hand wrapped around the Buddha beads raised from her pocket, her sleeve sliding down revealing the golden pearl, the Buddha engraved on it full of compassion, while her eyes were filled with viciously playful laughter, "Then, I want you dead."
Ying Fan was taken aback, then he reacted, pressing his brows and speaking deeply, "I’m not joking with you, Rong Zhi, miss this opportunity, and there’ll be no such store anywhere next time."
"I’m not joking with you either," the youth’s voice was even colder, she lifted her hand and gestured at Ying Fan’s neck casually, tracing it, her brows raised, her eyes filled with evil ingrained in her bones, "Remember, the kind of death where you stop breathing."
This time, she turned around and left without any expression.
The bodyguard came up to ask Ying Fan if he wanted to apprehend her, and as Rong Zhi just stepped out the door, she heard Ying Fan say it wasn’t necessary, then his sharp gaze like a knife fell on her back, provoked yet tinged with anger, he said: "Don’t regret it."
Rong Zhi, indifferent, stepped out again with a clear and distinct back, exuding a flamboyant aura.
It made Ying Fan feel choked.
After leaving Blue Paris, Rong Zhi was not in a good mood, before getting into the car she glanced in a certain direction, then expressionlessly got in, hit the gas and left.
A second after the car started, the drone lighting rose around the car roof.
Two or three guys squatting behind a motorcycle suddenly emerged, gathered together discussing the video they had just filmed.
"My goodness, hey, drone lighting, how cool is that?"
"No wonder bigshots are bigshots, special license plate, special car, awesome."
"Look at the person in the video... yes, zoom back in, just those eyes, doesn’t it seem a bit familiar?"
Since someone asked, they leaned in together, contrasting the boy’s eyes, flipping through familiar faces in their minds, two seconds later, one of them, a guy with dyed green hair, slapped the motorcycle, "Whoa, these eyes look so much like that Third Young Master from the Rong Family?"
Lu Mao attends Mingwu High School, though in the worst class, he often heard Rong Zhi’s name around school, not to mention her photos easily brushed on forums.
That beautifully androgynous face, anyone who sees it can hardly forget.
"So... should we post this video, a lot of people are waiting." One guy hesitated to ask.
Lu Mao pursed his lips, the thought of tonight’s mere filming of a car at Blue Paris could bring such traffic, imagining the potential for even greater traffic, he gritted his teeth, risking offending Rong Zhi, he said firmly, "Post!"
At most, he’d go apologize to Rong Zhi later, anyway, even if he doesn’t post, surely others will, he’s not afraid.
First, make a wave with the current traffic.
Once sent, the video immediately received platform traffic boost, keywords about Beijing Circle young elites hit third on the app’s hot search, many clicked in exclaiming ’handsome brother, bigshot brother, dominant CEO’.
Lu Mao was extremely satisfied, he wanted to upload videos from other angles his buddies took, but before acting, his account was officially warned, suspended.
Lu Mao: "???" Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
What’s the situation?!
He applied for lifting the suspension, yet was rejected in two minutes, offered a permanent suspension package.
Lu Mao instantly cursed, called the app’s customer service, but they only politely reminded him of the violation, explaining nothing else, he smashed his phone in anger.
On the other side, Huajing Group.
Gu Qinwu repeatedly watched the video of the youth wearing a mask, yet visibly privileged face, then enlarged the Audi car’s license plate, finally took a sharp intake of breath, a person always calm couldn’t help bursting out a swear word.
"I’m sure, besides that master, this car won’t be a second one in the world." His voice was trembling as he said this.