Surrender and lose only half
"Young Master, please stop drinking! The matter isn't resolved yet; drinking will only make things worse!"
The assistant, calm and composed, wanted to offer a few words of advice.
But how could the mistress in his arms and the paparazzi who only know how to flatter him understand these principles?
Seeing that Du Rufeng was in a good mood, they naturally listened to whatever they thought was good.
"Young Master's Golden Spear Never Fades!"
"Young Master, Young Master, you are incomparably mighty!"
"Hahaha! Give a reward! Give a reward to everyone!"
Du Rufeng laughed and touched his hair, which was starting to show signs of balding.
The assistant's lips twitched; he wished he could slap Du Rufeng.
Reward?
What kind of reward are you giving me?
The money hasn't arrived yet, do you have any to offer as a reward?
The 100 million yuan given to Xu Yi earlier had already put Du Rufeng in a tight spot.
Later, he invested in short dramas, pouring in tens of millions of yuan, hoping to make a splash and attract sponsorships and investments. However, the Huangmen Chicken Incident happened to break out, and nobody watched the short dramas.
One after the other, Du Rufeng lost nearly two small goals.
Even the richest landlords can't withstand such extravagance.
If Du Rufeng weren't so poor he was practically starving, why would he resort to such despicable means to blackmail Huang Lu?
"Du Rufeng!"
A furious roar echoed throughout the Hall.
Still lost in his pleasures and indulging in fantasies, Du Rufeng suddenly felt a heat below and nearly wet his pants in fright.
"What are you yelling about? Are you planning to send me money?"
Du Rufeng looked up and saw Huang Lu walking angrily towards him, and immediately fell silent.
You can't even handle a few drinks?
If only I had known then what I know now!
Why not just take the money out earlier?
"Young Master, something's not right. Miss Huang doesn't seem to be here to deliver money; she seems more like she's here to cause trouble."
The assistant vaguely sensed something was wrong.
"You're overthinking it. With my skills, would she dare to cause trouble?"
"It's already a miracle she didn't kneel down before me!"
"Today I'm going to make my money back, with interest, and let everyone know that I, Du Rufeng, am not someone to be trifled with!"
Du Rufeng, beaming with pride, pushed aside his two mistresses and walked toward Huang Lu, exuding an imposing aura as if possessed by a gorilla.
"Young Master Du is so handsome, I want to have his babies!"
"I want to take a picture of Young Master Du, have it framed at a photo studio, and display it at home so I can admire it every day!"
Upon hearing that he was rich, everyone rushed to flatter him.
Dozens of cameras were taking pictures simultaneously, and under the flashes, Du Rufeng looked like a celebrity attending a concert.
"Huang Lu, do you realize you were wrong?"
"If you know you're wrong, hand over the stuff! Not a single penny less!"
Du Rufeng reached out his hand.
Huang Lu sneered.
"Don't worry, not a single one will be missing. I've already prepared my Big-Mouth Slaps!"
As Huang Lu spoke, she slapped Du Rufeng across the face.
Snap!
At that very moment, countless spotlights flashed.
Among dozens of cameras, Du Rufeng's left face, resembling a pig's head, appeared.
Click click click click click.
The lackeys stared blankly at Du Rufeng's swollen face on the screen.
Didn't Young Master Du say there would be money to be made?
Didn't they say there were 500 million?
This doesn't seem like they're here to give away money.
Or have they misunderstood? Is this Young Master Du by "reward"?
After all that trouble, all I got was this Big-Mouth Slaps?
"Are the hobbies of the wealthy really that peculiar?"
"It's hard to say."
"If I had known that Young Master Du this kind of quirk, why would I have racked my brains to flatter him?"
"No wonder they say you shouldn't force yourself into circles you can't fit into; it's something most people can't even imagine!"
The assistant's lips twitched as he listened.
No!
You bunch of idiots, you're actually analyzing this seriously?
Young Master Du may enjoy excitement, but that's just for fun, not because he's brain-damaged. Would someone slap themselves Big-Mouth Slaps into a pig's head?
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and save them!"
The assistant screamed and rushed out first.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, but when they saw that Du Rufeng had lost one of his teeth, they finally realized what had happened.
Holy crap!
This isn't a strange fetish; I was actually beaten.
After a flurry of efforts, everyone managed to save Du Rufeng and then surrounded Huang Lu, but they dared not lay a hand on her or utter any harsh words.
Are you kidding me?
Do you think they can afford to mess with a woman who dares to slap Du Rufeng Big-Mouth Slaps?
Kill her!
Du Rufeng screamed.
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, remaining unmoved.
You think you can just go through the motions? Are you really planning to be a dog for the rich?
Don't you want to live anymore?
"Young Master, this is Miss Huang, you can't say that."
The assistant was speechless again, wishing he could slap Du Rufeng as well.
After drinking some horse urine, he'll dare to say anything!
Are you really confused or just an idiot?
It's nothing to feel a little disgusted by Miss Huang.
Even if the jokes between younger generations are outrageous, no elder will intervene.
But how dare they hurt the apple of the Huang family's eye, and then they talk about the rules of a large family?
That slap should have killed him half to death!
"Miss Huang, my young master is confused, please don't take his words seriously!"
The assistant quickly said.
Was he truly confused, or was he speaking the truth while drunk?
Huang Lu sneered and picked up a wine bottle from the bar.
Du Rufeng blinked, then broke out in a cold sweat.
Holy crap, what did I just say?
"Of course I was talking nonsense while drunk, but you shouldn't have hit me. Don't you think about the Foundation?"
Du Rufeng covered half of his face and said through gritted teeth.
He racked his brains but still couldn't understand why Huang Lu dared to hit him.
The Foundation was set up by the Huang family specifically for Huang Lu, and a lot of resources were spent on it, with the aim of getting Huang Lu to do something worthwhile.
Although Huang Lu is abstract all day long, she has indeed been influenced by Xu Yi and wants to make a name for herself.
Seeing that Huang Lu wanted to make a name for herself, Du Rufeng accurately grasped Huang Lu's mindset and used this matter to blackmail her.
Hit him!
Is Huang Lu planning to give up entirely and completely disregard the Foundation?
"I'm so scared! Why don't you let them mess with me instead!"
Huang Lu mocked.
Upon hearing this, the lackeys' eyes lit up!
"Young Master Du, she's looking down on you. If you don't teach her a lesson, can you tolerate it?"
"Young Master Du, it would be a disgrace not to be avenged!"
The lackeys started praising him.
Du Rufeng was filled with excitement.
Revenge!
We must get revenge!
Give me the phone!
A cell phone landed in Du Rufeng's hand. He was about to make a call, but suddenly fell silent.
The phone is playing a live stream.
In the middle of the screen, a person is eating a seafood feast, while next to them, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a group of people are cosplaying as highway roadblocks.
That's inhumane! Who the hell is this, eating while being watched?
They're so clever!
I'll do it like that next time!
I've never enjoyed anything like this before!
Etc!
"How the Xu Yi?"
Where is this?
"The Huang Family Banquet?"
"Is this the Huang Family Banquet?"
Du Rufeng stared blankly at the screen, stunned.
The assistant, also watching the screen, didn't hesitate; he immediately ran off!
Why aren't you running?
Are we just waiting to die?
This teammate is hopeless!
"Didn't you want revenge? Why aren't you making the call?"
Huang Lu asked with a smile, rubbing her hands together eagerly.
Du Rufeng glanced at the screen, then at the wine bottle in Huang Lu's hand, and gave a smile that looked more like a grimace.
"Sis, surrendering means losing half the battle, could you go easy on me?"
"Fine, just slap half the face!"
"Thank you, sister... Ah!"