Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 699 You’re Not Worthy of Her _1

Chapter 699: Chapter 699 You’re Not Worthy of Her _1

Chen Changluo was stunned and speechless, as this might have been the first time his eldest uncle, Chen Jiutian, had specifically warned him not to provoke a subsidiary general manager in Anjiang, East China, fearing he might be at a disadvantage.

It was utterly bewildering.

With no background, could he be Sun Wukong? Even if he were Sun Wukong, wouldn’t he still be controllable under the dual authority of his two uncles?

Chen Changluo was extremely curious.

"In any case, don’t ask too many questions. Just remember, this guy is tough meat that can’t be steamed soft nor boiled tender, crafty and treacherous like a venomous snake. If you don’t put him to death in one fell swoop, he will bite back and leave you in a sorry state of desperate complaint," Chen Jiuzheng advised solemnly.

"Yes, Brother Changluo, that person is not as simple as you think. You don’t know the whole story, so it’s better not to get involved, lest you come out worse," Chen Changqing said to him with a smile.

Upon hearing Chen Changqing’s words, Chen Jiutian and Chen Jiuzheng didn’t react much, finding them to be very normal.

Chen Changluo’s face turned somewhat unsightly.

After all, just moments ago, he was adamant that he would "crush" the opposition for Chen Changqing.

Yet in no time, Chen Changqing was asking him to admit he dared not act, and right in front of the elders too.

What’s more, Chen Changqing had laughed.

This was clearly a form of mockery!

"I understand," Chen Changluo said, nodding expressionlessly, his heart nearly bursting with anger.

Chen Changluo swore to himself, "Today, I really want to see just how tough this nobody with no background is! If Chen Changqing can’t deal with him, it doesn’t mean I, Chen Changluo, can’t!"

Chen Changqing cast a deep look at his cousin.

He knew Chen Changluo’s character all too well from their childhood, the more you tried to convince him with words, the more he resisted in his heart.

In a little while, he was likely to cause some commotion.

"My arrogant cousin, you’ve been too insolent for too long. Someone needs to keep you in check so that you can develop along the right path." Chen Changqing chuckled coldly to himself, "I’m just waiting to see how you provoke this Mr. Bai and how he’s going to deal with you!"

Each harbored his own thoughts.

"All right, Changluo, there’s still some time before the banquet starts. Don’t just stand around here; go downstairs and mingle, build good relationships," Chen Jiutian advised Chen Changluo kindly.

Chen Jiuzheng said something similar.

"Yes," Chen Changluo responded with utmost respect to his two uncles, standing up and saying, "You two rest, I’ll head down first."

Chen Jiutian and Chen Jiuzheng nodded, and only then did Chen Changluo turn and leave.

Chen Changqing followed him out.

Once they were gone, Chen Jiutian sighed to Chen Jiuzheng, "To tell the truth, Changluo has been a bit pampered over the years. I actually have more faith in Changqing, but it’s a pity Mr. Bai this disaster has descended upon Zhongjing; otherwise, Changqing’s progress had been smooth. Given time, he’s sure to take charge!"

"Changluo’s temperament is a bit lacking, but he has enough ability. Changqing has both the ability and the temperament; it’s just that his luck is lacking," Chen Jiuzheng said, then smiled bitterly, "It’s unfortunate that neither your children nor mine are up to the mark, not fit for business and not interested in it either. Now, we can only count on the Chang brothers."

With that, his face showed helplessness and regret.

"So, we must make enough money, so that even if our sons and grandsons do nothing and squander it all, they can still lead worry-free lives!"

"Throughout our lives, we’ve suffered hardships to get to where we are today. Now that we’re of this age, how much more can we eat or wear? What we strive for is letting the next generation live as they please and do whatever they desire," Chen Jiutian said, his gaze far-reaching.

Chen Jiutian’s words made Chen Jiuzheng nod in agreement.

The Chang brothers left the room without speaking and headed downstairs.

"Brother Changluo, you’ve heard what our two uncles said. That Mr. Bai is a troublesome mad dog. It’s better not to provoke him; otherwise, you might get hurt," Chen Changqing continued to warn kindly.

"Hmph," Chen Changluo snorted coldly and dismissively through his nose.

From then on, the two of them fell silent.

Changqing followed behind, with the corner of his mouth curling into a faint smile.

At this very moment.

Mr. Bai Xiaosheng was holding a glass of wine, pacing around the lower floor.

Zhang Yao wasn’t with him.

He had encountered a possible wealthy woman in another salon.

Bai Xiaosheng assessed that the rich woman weighed at least two hundred pounds, with layers of flesh around her neck, and a goose-like laugh when she chuckled.

However, Zhang Yao didn’t care and instead moved closer, lavishing praise on her for having good skin and keeping herself well.

His eyes were attracted by the sparkling jewelry on the "goose."

Others look for opportunities to chase after beauty, but Zhang Yao constantly seeks a wealthy wife so he can live worry-free and buy a villa.

After all, although everyone holds the title of general manager, the salary and benefits are very different.

The poor are dirt-poor, and the rich are swimming in wealth.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and Bai Xiaosheng understands.

However, Bai Xiaosheng also left him behind and started to stroll around on his own.

Essentially, the entire first floor is an open area where guests are free to walk around.

Of course, some rooms are not open to the public and are even guarded by servants.

As Bai Xiaosheng approached a room, he heard the faint noise of cats meowing and dogs barking inside, which instantly piqued his interest.

"Are there pets inside?" Bai Xiaosheng asked the servant at the door.

"Yes, young master’s dogs, madam’s cats, and a few golden parrots," replied the servant.

Bai Xiaosheng’s eyes lit up and he smiled, "Then, could I take a look?"

"This?"

The servant apologetically shook his head, smiling, "I’m sorry, sir, but I’m afraid that’s not possible."

"It’s like this, I love pets. Just crack open the door a bit so I can play with them," Bai Xiaosheng said.

"It’s really not possible, sir," the servant firmly refused, "If they escape, I’ll have to take responsibility."

Since the servant insisted, Bai Xiaosheng had to give up.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard someone softly calling him from behind.

"Bai Xiaosheng!"

The voice was incomparably sweet, but very unfamiliar.

Turning around in confusion, Bai Xiaosheng saw Song Yanran approaching him.

"Miss Song? Were you just calling me?" Bai Xiaosheng asked, surprised.

"Yes, I have a few words I’d like to say to Mr. Bai. Do you have a moment?" Song Yanran inquired.

Bai Xiaosheng was immediately bewildered.

This was only the second time he had met her, and the first encounter had been somewhat unpleasant.

It seemed as if this woman harbored some kind of prejudice against him, completely unfounded.

What could she possibly have to say to him?

Bai Xiaosheng was curious as well. Smiling, he nodded, "Yes."

"In that case, may we step aside for a talk?" Song Yanran glanced around and spotted a smoking room at the far end, prepared for the banquet guests. It was a small room with a four-seater sofa, featuring glass doors which, when closed, provided decent sound insulation.

Pointing to the area, Song Yanran suggested, "Let’s go there."

Bai Xiaosheng looked in that direction and nodded, "Okay."

With that settled, Song Yanran led the way with Bai Xiaosheng following behind, and they made their way there.

Once inside the smoking room, the two sat opposite each other.

"I wonder, Miss Song, what did you want to talk to me about?" Bai Xiaosheng opened the conversation with a smile.

"What is your relationship with Qianze?"

With utmost seriousness, Song Yanran asked this question first thing.

"My relationship with her?" Bai Xiaosheng was taken aback.

Song Yanran frowned as she spoke.

"Don’t play dumb with me. Do you like her? Are you pursuing her? Let me tell you, Mr. Bai Xiaosheng, Qianze is destined to marry into wealth; she is not from your world. Do you understand?"

Bai Xiaosheng didn’t understand; he hadn’t even had time to process why Song Yanran was saying these things to him.

Seeing Bai Xiaosheng’s bewildered expression, Song Yanran became somewhat angry.

"I’ll be blunt. Don’t mind if I offend you—but you are simply not worthy of her!"