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"One hundred thousand?" Chen Haorong felt like crying without tears. He only had about a hundred thousand left, and if he gave Yang Lin one hundred thousand, he would be back to the life he had a few months ago. "No way, I absolutely cannot give him that much. At most, one thousand. I don't believe they dare to beat me to death," Chen Haorong thought to himself.
"What's wrong? Is one hundred thousand too little?" Yang Lin said with a stern face, staring at Chen Haorong coldly.
Chen Haorong looked desperate and pleaded, "Big brother, I really don't have that much. I only have one thousand. How about that?"
"One thousand? Are you trying to die?" Yang Lin shouted angrily. If it were back when he was in school and he had one thousand, he would have been very happy. But now he was the big brother, helping Billionaire Chen Haoxuan manage the entertainment business; several million meant nothing to him. Therefore, he saw Chen Haorong offering him one thousand as an insult. Since Chen Haorong was wearing designer brands, Yang Lin didn't believe that his wealth was only one thousand.
"Big brother, I really don't have one hundred thousand left. My entire fortune is just one thousand now. If I give this one thousand to you, I'll have to go live off my relatives," Chen Haorong said pitifully.
"Damn it, brothers, teach him a lesson," Yang Lin shouted loudly. He felt that Chen Haorong was challenging his authority; a small thug daring to challenge him was an act of humiliation.
Chen Haorong was in so much pain that he thought he might become disabled if he got beaten again. Suddenly, he thought of a way out. Wasn't Chen Haoxuan quite famous? If he told these people that he was Chen Haoxuan's brother, they might not dare to touch him anymore, and he wouldn't have to pay any money. With this thought in mind, Chen Haorong shouted at those who were about to gang up on him, "Stop! Do you know who I am? Let me tell you, I am Chen Haorong, the brother of Chen Haoxuan. I initially thought I could settle this with one thousand because I was at fault first, but you insist on one hundred thousand and threaten to beat me if I don't pay.
Let me tell you, if you dare to hit me again, I'll have my brother come over. You should know who Chen Haoxuan is, right? He is the richest person in China; his businesses are all over the world. Even the top figures in the country must treat him with respect." When Chen Haorong said this, he felt an immense sense of pride as if he were Chen Haoxuan himself.
"Chen Haoxuan's brother, Chen Haorong? Hahaha..." Yang Lin laughed. He knew who Chen Haorong was; indeed, he was Chen Haoxuan's biological brother, but they had long since severed ties. Moreover, Yang Lin had heard about how badly Chen Haorong treated Chen Haoxuan in the past—often beating him and eventually driving him out of the house—and that Chen Haoxuan hated his brother and family very much. Yang Lin did not expect that Chen Haorong would shamelessly use Chen Haoxuan to threaten him, which made him laugh even more.
"What... what are you laughing at?" Chen Haorong asked in confusion; he couldn't understand why Yang Lin suddenly found it so funny. Didn't he fear Chen Haoxuan?
Yang Lin pointed at himself and laughed, "Do you know who I am?"
Chen Haorong shook his head and replied, "I don't know."
"I'll tell you, my name is Yang Lin, and I am the boss in New City. Everyone involved in the underground activities in New City works for me, and ninety percent of the entertainment venues here belong to me. Furthermore, I want to let you know that I know Chen Haoxuan very well; we met at New City University, and I've been hanging out with him since college. Now he is my boss," Yang Lin said with a grin to Chen Haorong.
"Ah..." Chen Haorong felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He never expected that Yang Lin was actually under Chen Haoxuan's command. A guy who could casually send out four hundred subordinates was actually working for Chen Haoxuan. Chen Haorong was severely impacted; he thought Chen Haoxuan was just wealthy and had a few dozen henchmen like Jiang Dong, but he didn't realize that he had so many followers outside. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a godfather.
Seeing Chen Haorong at a loss, Yang Lin felt delighted and found it amusing. It would have been one thing if Chen Haorong hadn't mentioned being Chen Haoxuan's brother, but now that he did, it was different. Like everyone else, Yang Lin was furious when he first heard about Chen Haoxuan's past and wished he could tear Chen Haorong apart. Now that Chen Haorong had provoked him, how could he simply let him go?
"Chen Haorong, let me tell you, if you don't come up with one hundred thousand today for my brothers to drink tea, I guarantee you won't see Tomorrow's Sun," Yang Lin coldly threatened, pointing his finger at Chen Haorong.
"I'll get it, I'll get it..." Chen Haorong softened. He regretted saying he was Chen Haoxuan's brother. He had heard rumors about a powerful gang in New City that didn't engage in illegal activities but dealt with thugs—half black and half white—and their leader was Yang Lin. Someone with such power wouldn't make idle threats; if they said they would take you down, they would. So, Chen Haorong became frightened; money was important, but life was even more precious.
"You two go with him to the bank and get the money. Once you have it, come back and help move furniture," Yang Lin instructed two of his subordinates. The two he called were no ordinary henchmen; they were the top fighters in New City and had experienced hundreds of gunfights.
As Yang Lin left, he deliberately brushed past the two subordinates he sent out and quietly reminded them, "After you get the money, find a secluded place and break one of his hands."
Poor Chen Haorong had no idea that even more painful days were coming for him. His life had been so unfortunate these past few years; perhaps it was truly divine retribution.
Chen Haorong ended up in the hospital with a broken hand and was undergoing surgery. The treatment would be fine, but the tens of thousands of dollars he had left might not be saved. Fang Zhiyu was currently at the hospital taking care of her husband; she cried heavily—not because of her husband's injury but because they had lost over a hundred thousand dollars. They had sold their house, and since land couldn't be sold by law, they had nothing left to sell now. Once Chen Haorong recovered from his injury, their only option would be to work.
Chen Haoxuan was unaware of what was happening in Pingyuan County; he had been staying on the rooftop during this time, even sleeping there and eating without going down—someone would bring food up to him. After several days of effort, he had roughly carved out the shape of the stone, but since it wasn't finished yet, it looked somewhat strange.
Chen Yina was currently studying at Kyoto University in the Capital of Hua Country. She felt very happy these days as everyone around her looked at her with envy because she was getting married soon. She would never forget Chen Haoxuan's promise to her: once we graduate, we will get married.
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