49.8 Million in Cash, Kneel and Take Your Slaps

"Pfft! You think fifty thousand yuan is enough to slap my face? Oh, I'm so scared."

The male star from Kimchi Country cracked his knuckles. "If you can't produce the money to slap Ning'er's face, just wait and see how I deal with you!"

Lu Yuan sneered. "Don't rush. My people will be here in ten minutes at most."

"Fine, I'll give you ten minutes!"

Ten minutes passed quickly. Park In-yong looked at his watch and said, "Ten minutes are up. Where are your people?"

"Beep, beep!"

The roar of engines erupted from the street, loud enough to shake the neighborhood. A Hongqi led the way, followed by a long line of cash-in-transit trucks.

Lu Yuan looked at the influencer with the surgically enhanced face and the male star, then said lightly, "My people are here!"

Everyone from Starry Sky Media gulped hard. With so many cash-in-transit trucks, how much money could there be...?

But could Lu Yuan really have called those vehicles here?

The Hongqi skidded around and stopped in front of Lu Yuan. The sales manager of Tomson Riviera approached him with a respectful expression. "Chairman, I've brought you your rent!"

At that moment, all the cash-in-transit trucks were opened.

Nearly a hundred suitcases were taken out of the vehicles.

They were piled on the ground. Lu Yuan declared grandly, "Open them all!"

Clatter! As the suitcases were opened, bundle after bundle of hundred-yuan notes struck the eyes of everyone present.

"Chairman! The rent collected on 128 apartments at Tomson Riviera, with one month's rent as a deposit and three months paid upfront, comes to exactly 49.8 million yuan. Please count it!"

The influencer Wang Ning was instantly dumbfounded. She stared at Lu Yuan in disbelief. He was actually the chairman of Tomson Riviera?

What the hell had she just done? She had mocked and humiliated the chairman of Tomson Riviera every way she could?

Park In-yong had never seen so much cash before. He kept muttering, "Counterfeit. It must be counterfeit!"

Lu Yuan said bluntly, "Starry Sky Media should have a money-counting machine, right? If you think it's counterfeit, why don't you check?"

Refusing to believe it, Park In-yong brought over a money-counting machine, but several suitcases turned out to contain nothing but genuine notes. He slumped to the ground. Although he could also come up with fifty million yuan, there was no way he could produce so much cash in such a short time.

Lu Yuan looked at Wang Ning and humiliated her. "Don't you like money? I'm going to slap your face hard with this money. You can keep however much you can stand being slapped with! Do you want to earn it?"

Even though Wang Ning knew this was humiliation, she figured she could probably take dozens of slaps. She gritted her teeth. "I... I want to earn it!"

Lu Yuan put his hands in his trouser pockets. "Fine! Kneel down and take your slaps!"

Wang Ning dropped to her knees with a thud.

Lu Yuan picked up five bundles of money, five hundred thousand yuan in all, and swung them hard against Wang Ning's face. Tears immediately sprang to her eyes, her cheek became red and swollen, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"Ah!"

Lu Yuan picked up another five hundred thousand yuan and struck her other cheek until it swelled too. Wang Ning's nose and eyes were crooked now, and she no longer looked remotely human.

Lu Yuan slapped her with another million yuan, one blow after another. Wang Ning could no longer bear the pain, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching. Her face had been completely disfigured by the two million yuan in cash.

At that moment, the boss of Starry Sky Media came out and gave Wang Ning a disgusted look. "Wang Ning! Now that you're this ugly, don't come back to the agency to livestream. Your livestream account will be given to another influencer. You've been unilaterally fired by my company!"

"No, don't..."

Lu Yuan stood with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking down at Wang Ning. "Bitch, take this two million. It's just enough to get plastic surgery on your face again. Take the money and get treated!"

Hearing that, Wang Ning hurriedly took out her phone and looked at her face. She cried out in alarm, nearly scaring herself to death.

Wang Ning was utterly stunned and filled with regret. If she hadn't given Lu Yuan a hard time from the start, she might already be sitting in the passenger seat of the Bugatti Veyron and become the wife of Tomson Riviera's chairman. How could she have fallen to such a state?

Now look at her: her job was gone, and she couldn't spend any of the two million on herself. It would all go to the hospital for treatment. Lu Yuan had already calculated all of this when he decided to slap her face with money.

Lu Yuan turned his gaze to Park In-yong. "Do you want to kneel down and take your slaps?"

Park In-yong clenched his fists and said with extreme displeasure, "You dare touch me? I'm a foreign friend. If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll post you online and show everyone how uncivilized the people of your country are!"

Lu Yuan merely smiled faintly. "Touch you? You think too highly of yourself. I won't touch you, but I'll have someone finish you off. From now on, you'll be a rat scurrying across the street in our country!"

"Heh, you're just the chairman of a little place like Tomson Riviera. Even if you have a little money, you can't have that kind of power, can you? I'm a traffic-generating fresh meat in your country. Half your country's population are my fans. Can you do anything to me?" Park In-yong looked utterly confident, knowing he had someone to back him up.

"Our god In-yong, we support you! A chairman of Tomson Riviera thinks he's so damn impressive. What a joke!"

"Everyone, start livestreaming and rally support across the country! Let all our god In-yong's idols join forces against this guy who doesn't know life from death. Let's make sure his Tomson Riviera goes bankrupt tomorrow!"

Lu Yuan looked coldly at these ignorant, childish brain-dead fans and said with extreme irritation, "Who told you I was only the chairman of Tomson Riviera?"

The influencers all chimed in, "Do you have some other identity? How could that be? How old are you? Even if you do, you must be relying on your dad. But we've never heard of any entrepreneur in Magic City with the surname Lu!"

Lu Yuan remained composed and said with a commanding presence, "Lowly ants live by relying on their fathers, but I rely on myself alone!"

"Du Niang is a wonderful thing. If you don't know about me, that's fine. Just move your little fingers and search Baidu for my name, Lu Yuan, and you'll see a whole new world!"

Lu Yuan looked at them, making an exceptionally high-profile display of himself.

Heh! Keep a low profile? He could do that normally, but these little bastards had come after him. Why the fuck should he keep a low profile?

When you had money, you had to be high-profile. You had to have that attitude of being arrogant by nature.

Everyone present began searching Baidu, all half doubtful.

But when the news entries popped up, everyone's expression froze, and they all sucked in a breath of cold air.

Wasn't this far too terrifying?

Baidu Baike:

Lu Yuan, 24 years old!

He entered society and began making his way at fifteen. With a brilliant résumé, he was the only one in the country who didn't rely on his father, the youngest first-generation rich man. He had invented countless patents and earned countless pots of gold.

He was the chairman of five hundred school-district apartments, including those at Tomson Riviera. These apartments were spread across Magic City, the Imperial Capital, Guangcheng...

He had also acquired 100% of the shares in Yida Group nationwide, replacing Chairman Jianlin as the new chairman.

"Ah! This... how can anyone be this terrifying...?"