Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 741: Who are you talking about?!_1

Chapter 741: Chapter 741: Who are you talking about?!_1

The music concert began. The members of Yegor’s orchestra, filled with respect for Bai Xiaosheng, played with extraordinary effort, virtually showcasing their utmost talents within those thirty minutes.

Featuring piano solos and symphonies, some cheerful and others impassioned and surging, the performance was a delight to both body and soul.

In a mere thirty minutes, the audience’s applause was like a tidal wave, erupting countless times.

In the end, the orchestra even added a piece, playing the "Happy Birthday" tune together.

Master Song Kai’s face bloomed with joy as he laughed.

"Good, very good! Haha, such a unique birthday celebration is truly a first for me," laughed Master Song Kai. He instructed Wei Feng beside him, "In a while, prepare a generous gift for the orchestra! And also, pay them double the highest expense of hiring an orchestra!"

Wei Feng smiled and nodded, "Yes!"

"Sheng, this performance was secured by you, so naturally, you shouldn’t have to pay. Besides, they are your friends, and it would seem distant if you were to give them money. But they also performed for this old man, so I will pay them, so as not to let their efforts be in vain," Master Song Kai said with a smile.

"Elder, I appreciate your kindness!" Bai Xiaosheng praised with a smile.

Indeed, even if Master Song Kai didn’t pay, Bai Xiaosheng wouldn’t have let Yegor and his team go unrewarded later on.

"Alright, I should go meet with my old friends now. Eat well during the birthday feast later!" Master Song Kai said smilingly as he rose to leave.

Bai Xiaosheng and the others immediately saw him off with respect.

After seeing off Master Song Kai, Bai Xiaosheng and his group went to congratulate the orchestra specially.

While they were enjoying themselves, Jiang Zuowei and Shen Yi weren’t having such a good time.

As soon as the concert ended, Zhang Yudong brought some men and cornered these two.

Zhang Yudong had a smile on his face but exuded deadly menace, which seemed incredibly frightening when he smiled.

Jiang Zuowei felt spooked.

"Jiang Zuowei, you were kind enough to warn me. Normally, I should thank you! But do you know how much trouble you’ve caused me!" Zhang Yudong asked while patting his face.

"Brother Dong, what happened? Could you, could you tell me first?" Jiang Zuowei said with a forced smile, his voice slightly unnatural.

"First, let me ask you, how much did you know about Mr. Bai prior to this? Shaking your head? You didn’t know anything about him and you dared provoke me to act against him! Do you have any idea, he is not someone we can afford to mess with!" Zhang Yudong said through gritted teeth.

Mr. Bai is someone even Zhang Yudong can’t mess with?

Jiang Zuowei was startled and couldn’t help but exclaim, "That’s impossible! Who is he, exactly?"

"Who he is, you’re not worthy of knowing!" Zhang Yudong said fiercely, grabbing Jiang Zuowei by the collar, "I also don’t want to make him more famous. I’m here to settle our personal accounts!"

"Jiang Zuowei, listen well, from today onward, you’d better stay far away from me. If I see you once outside the Song Family, I’ll deal with you once. If you’re not happy with that, I’ll take care of your family too!" Zhang Yudong roared, "Understand?"

Jiang Zuowei, seeing the viciousness in Zhang Yudong’s eyes, immediately felt weak in the knees and stammered, "Understood, understood."

Zhang Yudong had the ability to do so, and he would not hesitate.

On the side, Shen Yi watched them panicked, then suddenly spoke up, "Brother Dong, I had nothing to do with this, I was forced. Are you still recruiting? I’m willing to serve..."

Shen Yi instantly abandoned Jiang Zuowei.

This shocked and angered Jiang Zuowei, who glowered at him.

"You? Worthy?"

Zhang Yudong snorted contemptuously, called his men, and turned to leave.

"Shen Yi, you bastard, were you thinking of betraying me just now? Then I’ll sort you out first!" As soon as Zhang Yudong left, Jiang Zuowei furiously set upon Shen Yi, forcing Shen Yi to flee in panic.

The duo’s chase was like that of a pair of clownish acrobats.

At that moment.

In an exquisitely elegant study room of the Song Family, six men in their seventies or eighties were seated.

Some had the appearance of young men despite their white hair, others had a bright spirit; their only common trait was that they each had an incredibly powerful presence.

A single movement, a single glance, all exuded supreme authority.

These were all close friends of Master Song Kai.

At the moment, one was drinking wine, another drinking tea, and the four were leisurely playing mahjong.

In fact, this room had originally held four or five men and women, all beloved grandchildren of theirs.

Now, with the younger generation gone, only they remained.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

The one drinking wine, an old man with a broad forehead and a square face, called out, "Come in!"

The person who entered caused the old man to do a double-take, "Zhao An?"

The newcomer was not young and happened to be his personal servant.

Zhao An looked at the old man and immediately went over to whisper a few words in his ear.

"What! You’re telling me my precious grandson was publicly defeated by someone else and was even forced by Song Kai to admit defeat?"

The old gentleman’s face instantly turned ugly, he angrily slapped the armrest of the sofa and burst out, "How could Elder Song not take care of his own people!"

"Zhang Xi, what are you getting so worked up for? Others can lose, but your grandson can’t?"

A fellow old man, while eating fruit, let out a cold chuckle.

"Elder Xia, what kind of talk is that? Is our own flesh and blood the same as others?" Zhang Xi retorted angrily.

The one Zhang Xi was accusing would surely have surprised Bai Xiaosheng if he were here—Xiahou Qi, CEO of Zhenbei Group in the Greater China Region!

"Look at you, getting all white in the face with anger again. After so many years, you still haven’t learned to control that temper," Xiahou Qi scoffed.

"Anyway, what Song Kai did was too much. Later on, you all have to back me up and give him a good talking to!" Zhang Xi demanded forcefully, not caring for propriety.

"Fine, we’ll back you up," one of the mahjong players chuckled and responded noncommittally.

The remark was mostly perfunctory.

At their age, were they really supposed to take sides over such a trivial matter?

The others resolved that when Song Kai returned, they would just smooth things over.

"What are you trying to help him with?" The door opened and Master Song Kai walked in with a beam, smiling amiably.

"Help me with what? They’re supposed to talk to you about you! Why on earth did you make my grandson concede? Ah! I’d like to know, with those freakish kids from the ’C’ Character Hall not around, who else could my grandson possibly lose to? Tell me!"

Zhang Xi was already in a fury, definitely aggressive.

"Even if I tell you, you might not recognize him! He’s a young friend of mine," Song Kai said with a chuckle.

"Ha, Old Song, you’re getting more and more whimsical. What kind of junior deserves to be called your friend?" Xiahou Qi shook his head with a smile.

"Anyhow, you don’t know him. But he brought me some very fine ink, brush, paper, and inkstone, and it just so happened to overlap with what your precious adoptive granddaughter gave me. Also, that orchestra was his doing. If we’re talking about quick-wittedness and intelligence, I’m afraid there aren’t many among the younger generation in the ’C’’ Character Hall who can match him!"

Master Song Kai had immense admiration for Bai Xiaosheng.

"Exaggerated! Just say his name," Xiahou Qi asked in a slow and measured manner, lifting a cup of tea to his lips.

"His surname is Bai, called Bai Xiaosheng," Master Song Kai declared.

"Pfft!"

Xiahou Qi spat out a mouthful of water, spraying it all over Zhang Xi’s face.

After a stunned second, Zhang Xi realized his face was drenched with spit, and feeling disgusted, he lost his temper, "Elder Xia, what are you doing, are you looking for death?!"

Xiahou Qi, however, paid no attention to him and blurted out with wide eyes, "You said who?!"