Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 614 - 613 Are You Eating Your Family’s Rice?

Chapter 614: Chapter 613 Are You Eating Your Family’s Rice?

In just a little while, a bunch of romantic rivals had appeared, and Wang Hao felt an overwhelming urge to turn around and leave.

Well, there was no helping it, this was no minor skirmish. None of the adversaries who’d shown up were insignificant!

"That..." Wang Hao looked around, then cautiously asked, "Am I going to be surrounded and attacked from all sides when the time comes? Should I plan an escape route now?"

"Plan my ass," Fang Wenbin shrugged his shoulders, suddenly taking delight in Wang Hao’s misfortune, "Brother Hao, this day was bound to come sooner or later. You absolutely can’t escape it! Embrace your fate, man. That’s as much help as I can offer!"

Zhao Zhenhao nodded vigorously, "Exactly, exactly, Brother Hao, face the reality!"

Wang Hao: "..."

You guys are doing this on purpose! Definitely on purpose!

Damn it, if they’re my love rivals, so be it. I’ve roamed the world for so many years; after all, I am Brother Hao of Er Long Lake, with dice as my support. Who am I supposed to fear?!

The crowd continued to push their way towards the entrance, with more and more people the further inside they got. Soon, moving forward even a step became quite difficult.

Now, around them, were all spectators who had bought tickets and were waiting to enter. About eighty-thousand people were already here. The large crowd waiting here was constantly discussing the concert happening today.

"I finally got a ticket, it was so hard!"

"Yeah, I’ve been wanting to see Miss Ice Princess’s concert in person since three years ago. I finally got a ticket this time. It’s like heaven finally opened its eyes!"

"I heard that many people from the four big families have come this time too. Looks like there’ll be another storm of violence and bloodshed."

"That’s for sure. The people who like Miss Ice Princess are just too many. Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle. Oh right, I just saw the big star, Wu Shiyuan, with his bodyguards a while ago. That guy is also a fervent admirer of Miss Ice Princess."

Wang Hao, walking by and listening, was speechless at all this. A big star had popped up now, some Wu Shiyuan, and he had no idea what he looked like...

Of course, no matter what he looked like, he was one of the love rivals regardless. Wang Hao thought about it and suddenly felt relieved—just one among many, so what’s there to fear?

The group had been squeezing through the crowd from ten in the morning until one o’clock in the afternoon before they finally made it under the walls of the stadium, about two hundred meters from the gate.

It was a bit cooler here at last, and then Wang Hao saw people from the four big families, each of them as pugnacious as game cocks, none willing to back down from the others!

Not only were they all openly and secretly competing, but their bodyguards were also ready to throw punches, as if they would start fighting at the smallest provocation!

"Fang Minghui, I didn’t expect you to come too," Zhao Yuming said with a smile full of arrogance and disdain, looking at Fang Minghui of the Fang family, "You don’t really think you have a chance with Miss Ice Princess, do you? I’d advise you to give up that delusion. What kind of person is Miss Ice Princess? How could she possibly take a fancy to a rich and idle playboy like you?"

"The way Miss Ice Princess is so perfect, I honestly haven’t noticed anyone in this world who would be worthy of her," Fang Minghui retorted without yielding an inch, "Whether I’m worthy or not is one thing, but you, Zhao Yuming, probably don’t stand much of a chance either, do you?"

Wang Hao, Zhao Zhenhao, and the others looked at each other—talk about walking into a powder keg!

Each one was trading remarks when Zhao Wenxin noticed Zhao Zhenhao and others approaching and immediately nudged Zhao Yuming: "Brother Yuming, Zhenhao’s here."

"Oh? Didn’t expect you to show up," Zhao Yuming, upon seeing Zhao Zhenhao, showed none of the happiness you’d expect from relatives meeting, but instead snorted, "Lucky you, managed to snag a ticket?" He then glanced at Wang Hao, Fang Wenbin, and the others, his irritation visibly growing, "All you do is hang out with these fair-weather friends, showing no sense of status. Especially mixing it up with the Fang family’s brat, you’re embarrassing me!"

Wang Hao, Ren Xing, and Wang Mengfei exchanged looks, "So we’re ’fair-weather friends’ now?"

"How can you talk like that?" Zhao Zhenhao frowned, "I can play with whoever I want, without you worrying about it, right, Brother Yuming?"

"The caliber of people you associate with represents your own level," Zhao Yuming huffed and then continued, "Look at these few around you, calling them fair-weather friends doesn’t seem too far-fetched, does it? Especially with a bumpkin from the Fang family. Zhenhao, you’re really disappointing me."

Actually, at this point, someone from the Fang family should have stepped forward to defend Fang Wenbin, right?

But clearly, Zhao Yuming had already given Wang Hao a bad vibe, and Fang Minghui wasn’t any better. Instead of supporting Fang Wenbin, he frowned and said, "Wenbin, why are you mingling with the people from the Zhao family? Your relationship seems pretty close."

"I just like it," Fang Wenbin scoffed, "We enjoy our time together. How you all settle scores is your business, don’t drag us into it."

Speaking of which, Wang Hao used to get along quite well with Zhao Zhenhao and Fang Wenbin before, and hadn’t paid much attention to these matters.

Today, it was an eye-opener—within these three major families, it seemed there was plenty of mutual hostility. With the Hong family still on their way, once they arrived, this place could easily turn into a minor Three Kingdoms battlefield!

"No future," Fang Minghui snorted coldly, then pointed at Wang Hao, Ren Xing, and Wang Mengfei, "The Zhao family has always been our adversary; I won’t even go into that. But look at these friends of yours, who among them has a bit of fame? It’s not that I’m telling you not to make friends, but at least don’t embarrass our Fang family, okay? With all those economists, physicists, experts, professors, high-ranking officials available for you to network with, you choose to befriend these unreliable nobodies, what’s the use?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuming agreed with Fang Minghui, "Right, the level of friends you make is just too low. What do all of them do anyway?"

Hey, I’m not liking the sound of that!

What have nobodies done to you to deserve this?!

Speaking of which, we’re also romantic rivals, aren’t we?

"What’s wrong with being nobodies? Have we been eating your family’s rice?" Wang Hao stepped forward, first glancing at Zhao Yuming, then at Fang Minghui, paying them little mind, "I’m Wang Hao, a screenwriter. Got a problem with that?"

"Ah, a little screenwriter," Zhao Yuming shook his head disdainfully, "Never heard of you. Written any scripts? Turned any into films? How about I invest in some web series for you to mess around with?"

"I won’t trouble you with that," Wang Hao retorted, "I currently have a film that’s been released, it’s called ’Domestic Agent’. Not sure if you’ve heard of it."

"Domestic Agent?" Zhao Yuming muttered the title to himself, then stroked his chin, "Domestic Agent? I’ve seen that movie, it’s quite good. Wang Hao... Wang Hao..."

As he mulled it over, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his attitude took a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, becoming incredibly enthusiastic as he clapped an arm around Wang Hao’s shoulder, "Hey, it’s Wang Hao, Mr. Wang himself! Who would’ve thought—it’s my mistake not to recognize you, really blind to the great before me! Mr. Wang, please, I’ve been so busy, I had intended to visit but never found the time, I hope you won’t take offense!"