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Zhong Kui's Diary
Qingxiu District, Chunfeng Road, Possible Company.
I, Fatty, and Lingfeng sat in front of the Coffee Table, either drinking tea or smoking.
“Lingfeng, are you sure this information is correct?” Fatty asked Lingfeng in surprise after reading the document in his hand.
Lingfeng immediately replied with displeasure, “How could it be wrong?”
“But this information is just too impressive, right?” Fatty said frustratedly, holding up an A4 sheet and reading aloud: “Chukai, male, 5 years old, height 180 cm, weight 80 kg. His father is Chu Cang Hai, president of Star City Canghai Group, which owns more than ten companies in real estate, hotels, logistics, etc. His mother is Chen Yu-Rong, chief physician at Star City People's Hospital, a professor and expert in obstetrics and gynecology. A significant portion of the second-generation officials and wealthy individuals in Star City owe their births to her; her influence cannot be underestimated.”
I also exclaimed, “The conditions of the Chu Family are impressive; although they can't compare to the Li Family, they are not far off. Personally, I think Chukai and Li Meng'er are a perfect match. Why does Tang Liping want to break them apart?”
Fatty put down the A4 sheet: “It's not about breaking them apart; it's that Chukai abandoned Li Meng'er. Now he wants to come back.”
I laughed and said, “Fatty, you are being a bit biased. When Tang Liping explained the situation to us, she was vague. She only mentioned that they broke up for certain reasons but did not say that Chukai abandoned Li Meng'er. There might be reasons we don't know about.”
Fatty scratched his head and continued reading from the A4 sheet: “Chukai is handsome and charming. During college, he was a forward on the basketball team. It is said that he received hundreds of love letters each semester. After graduating, he studied abroad for three years and returned to work as an assistant general manager at the Hailang Advertising Company under Cang Hai Group. A year later, he became the general manager. He is young and wealthy, a prince charming in the eyes of many unmarried women.”
“According to the theory of renowned psychologist Cao Dama Zi, because Chukai is too outstanding, his hidden possessiveness becomes stronger. The more unattainable something is, the more he desires it; he won't give up until he gets it.” I frowned and added, “It’s very likely that his feelings for Li Meng'er stem from this psychology.”
“Ghost Brother, they have been together for a year; what else could he possibly want?” Fatty said disdainfully.
“Fatty, that's not quite right. Someone like Li Meng'er, coming from a prestigious family with various elite educations, places great importance on her chastity. Even if she has been dating Chukai for a year, it doesn’t necessarily mean they have been intimate.” Lingfeng stated seriously before adding, “Of course, there are those who are particularly rebellious, but clearly, Li Meng'er does not belong to that category.”
Fatty clicked his tongue twice: “If that's the case, then Chukai's intentions towards Li Meng'er become intriguing. It could either be possessiveness at play or perhaps he wants to marry into the Li Family for family business reasons.”
"According to you, why did he break up with Li Meng'er three years ago? Isn't that redundant?" Lingfeng tapped the ash off his cigarette on the ashtray.
"Let's not worry about that. Since we've already received Tang Liping's deposit, we have to complete this task. It doesn't matter why they broke up in the past or how impressive Chukai is; we need to make him back down," I said with a laugh. "Never forget, our company's motto is that nothing is impossible."
"Right! Nothing is impossible!" Fatty echoed enthusiastically but then seemed a bit deflated. "Ghost Brother, what makes us think we can make him back down? If it comes to a fight, I’m confident I can make him back down."
I chuckled lightly and then laid out my plan.
"What the hell, that's so sneaky?" After hearing my plan, Fatty and Lingfeng exchanged glances and then burst into laughter.
Nearby, Sugar Doll also barked twice.
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Star City is divided into five districts: Qinghu District, Qingxiu District, Chaoyang District, Yuhua District, and River District. Among them, the most prosperous are Qinghu District and Chaoyang District. Qinghu District is a hub for various commercial offices, while Chaoyang District is known for its numerous consumer venues. The liveliest place in Chaoyang District is the Old Street, filled with bars and internet cafes. At night, it becomes a vibrant area full of lights and revelry.
On Old Street, the most luxurious and high-end club is Emperor Club, but the most bustling and popular spot is Old Luo Bar. Before nine o'clock each night, it is already packed with people and remains lively until two in the morning.
I sat at a corner of the bar, sipping a cocktail while pretending to look for women dancing in the dance floor. In reality, I was keeping an eye on Chukai and his companions who were less than two meters away from me.
"Mark, isn't there anyone suitable?" A scholarly young man wearing glasses sitting next to Chukai asked with a smile.
"Forget it, Dongcheng; let's just drink," Chukai raised his glass towards the scholarly young man.
Hearing that name made me frown slightly. The bespectacled young man was actually Luo Dongcheng, the young master of the bar. He was not only ruthless but also a friend of Chukai's. With him around, would there be any unexpected developments later?
"Excuse me, excuse me." A voice came from nearby as Fatty squeezed through the crowd and breathlessly sat down on the bar stool next to Chukai. The stool creaked ominously as if it might break at any moment.
Chukai couldn't help but frown, turning to Luo Dongcheng and gesturing with his lips. Luo Dongcheng looked at Fatty, exchanged a knowing glance with Chukai, and both shared a smile filled with disdain.
Forget about them; even I felt a headache the moment I saw Fatty. Damn, this guy had various rings on all ten fingers—gold, jade, diamonds, and tourmaline—all oversized. If these things were real, the value of what he wore on his fingers alone would be at least a million. Not to mention the thick gold chain wrapped around his neck three times, and even the belt buckle was the size of a palm made of Gold Brick. Goodness, just those two items must weigh around ten pounds! It's quite a feat for him.
Seemingly sensing Chukai and Luo Dongcheng's mocking gazes, Fatty snorted and ordered a drink from the bartender. After that, he pulled out a pack of White Sand and with a snap, flicked open a pure steel lighter. Just as he was about to light it, he frowned and rummaged through his pocket for a wallet. He took out a hundred-dollar bill in US currency, lit it with the lighter, and used the flaming bill to light his cigarette. He took two deep puffs until the flame almost reached his fingers before casually tossing it aside.
Exhaling a puff of smoke, Fatty looked defiantly at Chukai and Luo Dongcheng, snorting, "Having money means being willful; if you don't have money, don't push it."
Chukai laughed heartily: "Hey there, my friend, could you please use better props next time? Those props of yours are easily seen through."
Fatty was taken aback but quickly became furious: "What do you mean? Speak clearly."
"I'm not going to comment on those jade and tourmaline pieces you're wearing," Chukai replied lightly. "However, I can assure you that the big diamond on your hand is fake; under the lights, it doesn't even have any fire. How is that possible? Also, that gold chain around your neck is fake too. A chain that thick should weigh several pounds, yet it leaves no marks on your neck? That's quite questionable."
Fatty's face turned extremely unnatural, but he stubbornly defended himself: "The diamond has no fire because the lighting is too dim. As for the lack of marks on my neck, it's because I often wear heavy gold chains; my neck has developed calluses."
Chukai laughed again and didn't argue further with Fatty. He continued: "That hundred-dollar bill of yours lacks depth from any angle; it's clearly counterfeit. Tsk tsk. But I must applaud you; after all, even counterfeit hundred-dollar bills cost several bucks to make."
Upon hearing this, Fatty became infuriated and was about to explode when he noticed two Muscular Men behind Luo Dongcheng staring coldly at him. Deflated, he turned to leave as the bartender mockingly called out: "Hey there, wealthy tyrant! You haven't paid for your drink yet!"
Luo Dongcheng laughed heartily: "Forget it; I'll treat him this time. After all, watching a show requires buying tickets, right?" He then patted Chukai on the shoulder: "Mark, your eyes are still so sharp. It's truly unfortunate for that Fatty; trying to show off only to encounter someone genuinely impressive."
"You’re the impressive one!" Chukai retorted with a laugh.
At this moment, it was my turn to step in. Clearing my throat lightly, I smiled and called out loudly: "Hey there, impressive friend! You seem to know so much about US dollars—are you a currency speculator?"
Chukai frowned slightly and glanced at me without getting angry; he simply replied coolly: "Who are you?"
"I'm not important; I just can't stand you all," I said with a smile.
As soon as I spoke, two burly men behind Luo Dongcheng immediately shouted loudly. Chukai raised his hand, and Luo Dongcheng quickly turned around to quiet the two men.
Chukai looked at me with interest and said, "I'm not a scalper, but I can tell the difference between real and fake dollars."
"Oh really? Then help me see if these dollars are real or fake," I replied, standing up and walking in front of Chukai. I casually pulled out a stack of brand new hundred-dollar bills from my clothing, about thirty or so, and handed them to Chukai.
Chukai did not reach out to take them. He glanced at the money and smiled, saying, "I have no obligation to help you authenticate them. However, I'll tell you that the dollars in your hand are all real."
"Is that so..." I sneered as I took out a cigarette and lit it with my lighter, then set the stack of money on fire. Once the bills were completely ablaze, I lit my cigarette and imitated Fatty's earlier behavior. As the dollars burned down almost completely, I tossed them aside with a grin: "I'm just here to show off; don't you think I'm arrogant? Aren't you impressive? Why don't you suppress my arrogance?"
Chukai's eyes flickered with barely contained anger as he called out to the bartender, "Bring me a bottle of Lafite."
The bartender hesitated for a moment, knowing that Chukai was a friend of Luo Dongcheng. He cast a pleading glance at Luo Dongcheng, who nodded slightly before turning to fetch a bottle of red wine.
"Open it," Chukai said calmly.
After the bartender opened the bottle of Lafite, without hesitation, Chukai tipped the bottle over. The entire contents quickly spilled onto the floor, and under the lights, the crimson liquid slowly spread across the floor.
Chukai slammed the wine bottle onto the bar stage and smiled defiantly at me: "That stack of dollars you have is probably worth just over three thousand; converted to RMB, it's less than twenty thousand. I think this bottle of wine should be worth at least that much, right?"
Luo Dongcheng also sneered: "Kid, you're showing off to the wrong person. Do you know who you're facing?"
I laughed heartily: "I don't care who you are; your wine is nothing compared to my dollars."
Hearing this, Chukai became furious and coldly snorted: "What do you mean by that?"
I smiled and said: "Only the first one of my US dollars is real, the rest are all high imitation fake banknotes. They all add up to only a few hundred yuan. How can they be compared with your bottle of Lafite?" "Ignoring Chukai's extremely ugly face, I continued to laugh: "You can't even see through the simplest tricks and act on your own initiative. It's extremely unwise. A character like you is worthy of chasing Li Meng'er ?" When Chukai heard me mention Li Meng'er, his expression suddenly changed: "Who are you?" "If I don't tell you, will you hit me?" I said with a smile. Chukai raised his eyebrows, but suppressed his anger and winked at Luo Dongcheng. Luo Dongcheng suddenly coughed lightly with understanding. With this slight cough, the two people behind him The Muscular Man immediately came up to me, and one of the Brawny Man said with a ferocious smile: "As a bystander, I really can't stand it anymore." I raised my eyebrows and smiled: "What? Are you two planning to beat me up?" "Yes!" Brawny Man admitted frankly. "Isn't this not good in public?" I looked at Brawny Man jokingly. "I don't want to embarrass you too much. Otherwise, if you go out with us, I promise not to beat you to death." Another big man with a scar on his face snorted coldly. "You can promise not to beat me to death, but I can't promise not to beat you to death, because I am very strong... I know you don't believe it, so let me show you my hand and see clearly." I stretched out my hand to drink. Bar Counter picked up the Lafite wine bottle on his face, and casually broke the Index Finger on the mouth of the wine bottle with his right thumb. Ping, there was a crisp sound, and I suddenly pulled out several glass shards from the mouth of the wine bottle. In the surprised eyes of Chukai and others, I took one of the glass fragments and rubbed it in my hands. As I rubbed my fingers, the glass fragments suddenly turned into pieces and fell down. . After crushing all the glass into pieces, I slowly glanced at everyone, sneered, picked up another piece of glass fragments on the table, flicked it, and the glass swiped across Chukai's right arm. A five-centimeter-long gash was made, and blood immediately started to pour out. Amidst Chukai's angry curses, I stood up and walked away. It feels so good to show off. No wonder so many people like to show off.
The first step of the plan ends here. This step is merely to instill a sense of fear in Chukai, making him aware of my existence. The second step is the main event. The Guo Family will send a well-known real estate mogul, Mr. Ren Buqiang, to pretend to negotiate business with Chukai's advertising company. At the most critical moment, I will make a grand appearance with Li Meng'er, using my 'charisma' to conquer Ren Buqiang on the spot and snatch the contract away. After that, it will be a wild display of arrogance and a desperate slap in the face, ultimately culminating in the shocking announcement that I am pursuing Li Meng'er.
With this, how could Chukai not be disheartened? I estimate he will never dare to face Li Meng'er again for the rest of his life.
The plan is so perfect, and the first step went so smoothly that as soon as I lay down in bed, I fell into a deep sleep.
Early the next morning, while I was still dreaming, my phone rang. Groggily, I answered it and saw it was Fatty's number.
"Ghost Brother, where are you?" As soon as I picked up, Fatty's frantic voice came through the line.
"I'm at home sleeping," I yawned widely, then sensed something was off in Fatty's tone and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"Chukai is dead!" Fatty shouted on the other end of the line. "He was just thrown out of the window on the nineteenth floor and died instantly upon impact."
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