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Chapter 550: Giving You 50 Years to Grow! (Additional Update 22)

Chapter 550: Chapter 550: Giving You 50 Years to Grow! (Additional Update 22)

At this statement, the entire room was shocked; everyone was looking at Zhao Chuanxing.

Becoming the secretary of a Dawnlight Minister—the Zhao Family was set to prosper!

The socialites went mad, one after another, knowing the post of the Dawnlight Minister’s secretary meant skyrocketing to the heavens.

Now that Zhao Chuanxing was saying this, it was certain that Secretary Qin would be transferred, and after that, he would likely become the head of a city district.

This suggested that if Zhao Chuanxing did his job well, he might also become the head of a city district by the age of thirty.

In other words, the current Zhao Chuanxing was a person with immense potential.

Even Leino was moved. Zhao Chuanxing’s meteoric rise was unexpected, and at this moment, he actually admired his own choice to help Zhao Chuanxiong—it was like making good relations with the Zhao Family.

Then he looked at Tang Zhong; this time he wanted to see what this stubborn fellow could say.

Not only Leino, but others too.

If one wasn’t foolish, they would understand what being the Dawnlight Minister’s secretary represented.

And when Jiang Weiwei heard the name Secretary Qin, it sounded familiar, as if she had met him before, but had forgotten; now, she was wracking her brains trying to remember.

At this moment, facing everyone’s gaze, Tang Zhong simply smiled and said to Zhao Chuanxing, "So what?"

"So what? It means you’re as good as dead, understand now?" Zhao Chuanxing exploded upon hearing this, "That means, it’ll be very easy for me to deal with you, do you understand now? If you still don’t, let me tell you, with my current status and strength, I could crush you single-handedly!"

Zhao Chuanxing relished this overpowering sensation; today, he wanted to let everyone know just how formidable he was.

He was about to become the secretary to the Dawnlight Minister, a launching pad for his career, and he wanted to establish his authority. If one day he no longer worked as the secretary, he didn’t want to become the head of just one province—his aspirations were far greater; he wanted to stay right in the midst of the Xuanguan Sea.

No one knew about Zhao Chuanxing’s thoughts.

"Really?" Tang Zhong smiled, "You dare to fight with me based on that?"

To Tang Zhong, these people were really nothing. Not to mention his status as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, nor his recent major battle in Luo Country, and certainly not his rank as Major General—wasn’t each one a notch above? Fight with him?

But Tang Zhong’s words only angered Zhao Chuanxing more; he came here to establish authority, not to see the current spectacle.

"Based on me... Aren’t you just relying on the person next to you, the Crown Princess Consort of the Crown Prince’s Club? Is that your true strength?" Zhao Chuanxing sneered.

"Haha!" Tang Zhong laughed uproariously.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Chuanxing felt insulted.

"I laugh at you for picking a fight with me without even knowing who I am!" Tang Zhong laughed.

"What identity? A pretty boy—that’s all you are. Do I need to know what identity you have? You’re not even worthy to carry my shoes!" Zhao Chuanxing said.

Tang Zhong did not respond further, his gaze sweeping around; these people didn’t even know him—how could they come and scoff at him? He remembered during the Tang Family’s housewarming, many notable figures from Xuanjing City had come, yet not one of the present crowd recognized him, showing just how lowly they were.

They were not even at his current level, yet they came to scoff at him.

"What concerns me, you’re not qualified to know, you’re too weak!" Tang Zhong said.

Zhao Chuanxing felt complete humiliation; his first battle to establish his name was a crushing defeat. He could not even subdue such a man, and he was truly frustrated.

"Nonsense... What are you, anyway?" Zhao Chuanxing said.

"I’ll kill you!" Tang Zhong said coldly.

At that statement, Zhao Chuanxing trembled, as if standing next to a God of Slaughter.

"Based on that..."

Seeing Zhao Chuanxing repeatedly at a disadvantage, the onlookers could not help but come to Zhao Chuanxing’s aid, knowing well that sucking up to the future secretary of the Dawnlight Minister was essential.

Especially those socialites, each one eager to offer their help to Zhao Chuanxing.

"Brother Zhao, let me help you!" At that moment, Leino stepped forward.

This place is the Leino Grand Hotel, and befriending the person in front of him was the easiest task for him.

"Much thanks to you, Brother Leino!" Zhao Chuanxing said.

With just a few words, the two men began to conspire together.

"My cousin is right here at the Leino Grand Hotel. He is a Major General from the Dragon Martial Combat Team, and he has heard of Brother Zhao’s reputation and wishes to meet him!" Leino said.

"That would be the best thing ever, to meet such a hero!" Zhao Chuanxing laughed.

In fact, Leino’s cousin did not know Zhao Chuanxing at all; this was merely an introduction.

After all, having more friends was always good, especially one who might become a governor in the future.

"Alright, I will have my cousin come over immediately!" Leino said.

The people around them lit up when they heard Leino speak. Leino’s cousin, wasn’t he Lei Tianlong, the Major General from the Lei Family in the military? Was he coming?

Dragon Martial, the special forces of Xuan Country, was full of the elite of the elite. Legend had it that one man from their ranks could take down ten.

Many eyes brightened even more. Lei Tianlong was another formidable figure; at twenty-seven, he had become a Major General. Meeting him would be thrilling indeed.

They muttered to each other how worthwhile this dance had become, for they could meet so many legendary figures. So young and yet holding such high positions, it made many men envious and resentful.

But more people felt that Tang Zhong had been completely crushed.

They could all see that Tang Zhong’s only skill was in fighting, and the only thing he had was the Crown Prince’s Club. The Club might have developed well over the years, but in front of Lei Tianlong and Zhao Chuanxing, it was nothing. It was clear there was no chance of comparison with these two men.

"So foolish, right!"

"Exactly!"

At that moment, Zhao Chuanxing’s phone suddenly rang.

He answered and immediately laughed, "Uncle Qin... You’re asking about things here? I’ve already resolved it, really, you don’t need to come over to check, I can handle it... You insist on coming? Okay, I’ll come to meet you!"

Then he hung up the phone.

But from his recent call, many people picked up on a piece of information.

That was that Secretary Qin was coming over.

Coming here?

Everyone’s eyes sparkled; Secretary Qin was personally coming to solve issues for Zhao Chuanxing, which showed how much they valued him.

Even Leino laughed, thinking he really bet right this time. Befriending Zhao Chuanxing was definitely a wise decision.

Zhao Chuanxing also grew increasingly proud.

Then everyone looked at Tang Zhong, feeling certain that he was doomed. With Secretary Qin and the Dragon Martial’s Lei Tianlong against him,

no matter how capable he was, Tang Zhong would likely be unable to turn the situation around.

Having offended these two people, he might as well wait for death.

Indeed, unaware of his own limits, the only path he walked was towards annihilation.

At that moment, even Jiang Weiwei could not remain calm. She knew Tang Zhong knew Secretary Qin, but she saw that Qin seemed to favor Zhao Chuanxing more. And with someone from Dragon Martial, though she did not know the place, it must be incredibly powerful.

"Brother Tang... perhaps we should apologize!"

She was afraid Tang Zhong would get into trouble.

Tang Zhong held Jiang Weiwei’s hand, smiling, "Don’t worry, no one can trouble your husband!"

"Ah!" Jiang Weiwei did not know what to say.

Tang Zhong watched Leino and Zhao Chuanxing in front of him, shook his head, and chuckled coldly, "Give you fifty years to grow, and you still wouldn’t be worthy to compete with me!"