I am a Big Player
Chapter 604 - 598. Jiang Wensheng Requests Your Presence (First Update)_1

Chapter 604: 598. Jiang Wensheng Requests Your Presence (First Update)_1

When Ren He received Zhang Ming’s phone call, he had just finished a game of Dota. Hearing the clinking of glasses and lively chatter on the other end of the phone, he wondered... Jiang Wensheng wanted to invite him to dinner? What did this old geezer want with him, and moreover, why did Jiang Wensheng have any right to invite him to dinner?

Zhang Ming thought for a moment and said, "Actually, you don’t have to go now. Jiang Wensheng’s invitation might be about offering a reconciliation, but I don’t think he’s so clueless as to believe he can stop Qinghe Group from doing anything."

"Is there any need to accept his reconciliation?" Ren He thought it over and asked. He really didn’t need to give Jiang such a favor. If Jiang had been suppressing Chen Da for 12 years, how would Chen Da cope if he really reconciled with Jiang?

The hatred Chen Da harbored wasn’t something that could be easily let go of. Would Ren He have to play peacemaker between them? Jiang Wensheng didn’t have the face for that.

"Don’t go, just refuse," Ren He said and hung up the phone to continue playing Dota. During the evening, spending time with Yang Xi was more important.

In the past few days, Yang Xi had been thinking about forming a Dota team. Qinghe Group had already perfected their tournament prize pool model for Dota. In fact, in the past life, the prize money for the Dota 2 champions was always higher than that of LOL, with champions even taking home as much as 60 million RMB. This was because the game had a more lucrative, more reasonable, and more attractive gameplay model.

In this life, there were many more people playing Dota than in the previous life, where there were 1.45 million concurrent players; now, there were 6 million, a truly terrifying number that nearly rivaled the concurrent player count of LOL in the previous life. This year’s Dota prize pool had already accumulated over 80 million RMB, which even made Yang Xi a bit envious.

She knew that Ren He still had many strategies and tactics in his head, so she started looking forward to the second annual Dota championship, leaving Ren He without any complaints. Internet-addicted girls can be ambitious too...

However, they didn’t have anyone around who could be a professional team player. If they really wanted to form a professional team, they would need to recruit more capable players.

Taking the likes of Master Li Shuaizhen to sweep the Dota world was absolutely impossible. Dota is a five-person game, and with three weak links, facing current professional players would be futile, no matter how good the tactics were; they’d get crushed online.

Reality was reality, and having past-life experience didn’t mean Ren He could dominate everything.

But before he had played another two rounds, Uncle Fang suddenly came in, looking a bit nervous, and said to Ren He, "Boss, someone is looking for you outside."

Ren He was startled, "Who’s looking for me? Uncle Fang, what’s there to panic about?"

Following Uncle Fang outside, he saw several burly men standing at the door, with a black business van parked there.

"Mr. Ren He, Mr. Jiang invites you over. Please don’t make this difficult for us," a man who appeared to be a bodyguard said.

Ren He was a bit bewildered at that moment, not because he felt threatened by this group of people, nor because they seemed so imposing—after all, he had dealt with the CIA and what were mere civilian bodyguards in comparison...

His shock came from the knowledge that Jiang Wensheng had started with a society background in Hongkong, where he used to force actors and directors to make movies for him, eventually becoming a big shot in the circle, yet always with a strong gangster aura.

In the past life, there were others similar to Jiang Wensheng; many Hongkong artists had links to triads, a quite common occurrence. Regarding triads, movies like Young and Dangerous portrayed a somewhat low-end view, but the films that came closest to the real situation starred Louis Koo: "Triad: Dragon City Years" and "Triad: Harmony is Precious". Still, even these depicted an exaggerated and somewhat glorified version of reality.

Zhang Ming had told Ren He that when Chen Da was blacklisted, Jiang Wensheng still wasn’t satisfied and had someone beat Chen Da so severely that he couldn’t get out of bed for over three months.

Ren He felt that it was understandable to start out this way and to continue to call the shots in the entertainment industry. He could even understand playing the same game in Hongkong, but to think he could do the same in the Capital, and then assume a businessman like him would be as easy to bully as those Hongkong merchants, that was a stretch... Didn’t he know anything about China’s national conditions...

Although the other party spoke politely, Ren He also believed that someone as shrewd as Jiang Wensheng wouldn’t actually let these men lay a hand on him. After all, nobody could afford trouble under the Emperor’s nose. But to show such a display was already too much. Trying to intimidate him? Jiang Wensheng wasn’t qualified enough for that.

No wonder Fang was panicked like that, an honest, simple countryman, where would he have seen such a thing? Ren He raised an eyebrow, and in the instant before the other party could react, he slapped him across the face.

With a loud, crisp smack, the lead bodyguard was hit to the ground and knocked out. Now, Ren He had control when he struck, but he still underestimated the other party’s durability—or lack thereof—how could he just pass out like this...

Ren He stepped into the van, "Look at what you did to my Mr. Fang, scaring him like that. This is a bit of interest for you, don’t do this again in the future. Drive, take me to Jiang Wensheng."

He was a bit angry now. To be honest, he had not intended to do anything to Jiang Wensheng, as that was Chen Da’s business. His role was to provide Chen Da with resources and opportunities; whether Chen Da could get revenge was his own business, not related to Ren He.

Yet Jiang Wensheng suddenly showed up at his door and Ren He had no idea what made him so bold. He couldn’t be that brainless, could he? Or perhaps... the other party had no clue about his current backing from the Yang Family? He hoped that he wouldn’t have to use his last vial of Tear Potion tonight... But the thought was quite exciting!

The others looked at the bodyguard lying on the ground with some trepidation, wondering how strong someone must be to knock a person out cold with a slap, his face already swelling.

An apparently not-so-strong-looking youth had struck with such efficiency that no one had time to react—that was just too exaggerated.

However, in close combat and strength, they were simply not in the same league as Ren He...

Fang was also shocked; his boss usually seemed amiable and friendly, and this was the first time he saw him fighting someone—it was astonishing!

Yang Xi didn’t come out of the house; she knew that a situation like this would hardly trouble Ren He. In fact, the entire show put on to intimidate him was insignificant.

If these people knew what Ren He had done in New York, they would probably turn tail and run...

The unconscious bodyguard was loaded into the trunk of the van and nobody dared to approach Ren He now... The van started moving, heading directly west.

Inside the villa in Hongkong, Sir Yang’s phone rang. He listened for a moment and lost interest, "Alright, nobody dares play gang tricks under the Emperor’s nose, they’re just trying to scare, so long as it doesn’t cost anyone their life."

If others heard this, they might think he was instructing someone to protect Ren He, but the caller knew very well that Ren He didn’t need protection...