Lu Chengwen looked at him. "What do you want? Beat me to death? Fine, fine, fine! Come on, beat me to death!"
Of course, Song Sheng Chaoying could not beat Lu Chengwen to death.
He suddenly realized that Lu Chengwen was somewhat like Ming Disha.
If he killed him, Lu Chengwen was worth a fortune, and killing him would solve nothing.
If he did not kill him, this kid had quite the temper and showed him no respect at all.
Even the elders of the Elder Council had to speak to him with a measure of courtesy and respect.
Lin Jiangxian had such a fierce temper and had suffered such grievances, yet he still did not dare act so disrespectfully around him. This kid... was infuriating!
"Lu Chengwen, don't think I don't dare kill you!"
Lu Chengwen swaggered over to the sofa, sat down, and crossed one leg over the other. "If you're going to kill me, hurry up. If not, say something useful."
Song Sheng Chaoying said, "What happened to my grandson is directly related to you! Shouldn't you take responsibility?"
Lu Chengwen laughed. "Directly related to me? Did I tell him to come to the USA? Did I tell him to handle those twenty billion in notes? Did I tell him to strut around the world and make the whole thing public, so now both the major organizations and Sky Net are watching him like he's a living twenty billion?"
Song Sheng Chaoying said, "Then tell me, what should we do now?"
Lu Chengwen said, "You finally said something useful. Dean of the Elder Council, you can't lose your temper over every little thing. Let the girls go back and rest first."
Song Sheng Chaoying glanced at the girls, then looked back at Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen said,