Gathering Hall.

Huang Sanjin's attack target was now officially Chen Yang.

Jiang Lang was a dog.

It's quite intelligent and a good dog.

Before the owner could even yell "Release the dog," he had already rushed out on his own.

"Chen Yang, how dare you speak to Young Master Huang like that?"

"Apologize to Young Master Huang right now!"

Chen Yang sneered at Jiang Lang.

"how?"

"You yourself are kneeling and licking, willing to be a dog, and you still don't feel satisfied."

"You want to drag me down with you?"

Chen Yang glanced at Huang Sanjin again.

"He thinks he can get an apology from me? He's just a good-for-nothing playboy?"

"I'm being very lenient by not beating him up!"

Jiang Lang's face instantly turned ashen.

Young Master Huang humiliated him; that was a superior disciplining a subordinate.

What is Chen Yang anyway?

You dare to challenge me?

Before he could even react, Huang Sanjin was already furious.

He pointed at Chen Yang's nose, his tone sinister.

"You stinking beggar, this show today was prepared especially for you."

"Since you're not willing to be a good dog, then be a dead dog!"

"Don't go back today!"

Eight burly men in black suits stepped forward in unison.

Be ready to act at any time.

Upon seeing this, Xu Wenqing and Liu Changhe quickly moved closer and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Yang.

Advance and retreat together.

"Good brother, let's charge together!"

Chen Yang was deeply moved.

He pushed the two of them behind him.

"It's okay, I can handle it. You guys take care of yourselves."

Who knew?

Huang Sanjin waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards to step back for the time being.

"That's hilarious!"

"Do you think I would use force?"

"Wrong. I can make him wish he were dead just by talking to him, and he'll kneel down and beg me for mercy!"

"Whether I accept it or not depends on my mood."

That's all.

He looked at Xu Wenqing with a smug smile on his face, like a big bad wolf.

"You're Chen Yang's good brother, Xu Wenqing?"

Xu Wenqing paused for a moment, then nodded.

"I am Xu Wenqing, so what?"

Huang Sanjin's smile was very strange.

"It's nothing, let the show begin."

Xue Song, who had been hiding in the back, finally received his master's instructions.

He pushed through the crowd.

He walked up to Xu Wenqing.

"Wenqing, can you pay me back the 500,000 yuan you owe me now?"

Xu Wenqing was greatly surprised.

"Matsuko, didn't you say there was no rush and we could take it slow?"

Xue Song remained expressionless.

“I wasn’t in a hurry then, but now I am, so naturally I want to get it back.”

Xu Wenqing's forehead was covered in sweat.

His company went bankrupt, leaving him with a total debt of 550,000 yuan.

Xue Song is the largest creditor, with a total of 500,000 yuan.

When he was successful, Xue Song begged him to invest 500,000 yuan.

Later, he went bankrupt, while Xue Song had already recouped his investment and made several times his initial investment.

Out of a lingering affection, they weren't in a hurry to recoup their investment.

Promise him—

I'll pay it back slowly when I have the money.

Who would have thought that Xue Song would suddenly change his mind?

He has just paid off 50,000 yuan and is now penniless.

My father is elderly and my mother is seriously ill, so we have hired a caregiver to look after her.

The burden is very heavy.

How can I return this 500,000?

"Songzi... Brother Song, could you please give me a little more time? I really don't have any money right now..."

Xu Wenqing had no choice but to lower his proud head and plead with Xue Song for mercy.

Xue Song didn't buy it at all.

He gave a cold laugh.

"Wenqing, brothers are brothers, money is money, one thing at a time."

"If you can't pay this money back today, you'll have to use the house to settle the debt."

“I’ll just sell your house to pay back my 500,000.”

Xu Wenqing was greatly surprised.

He only owns this one house, and his parents live in it.

If they lose their house, their family will be homeless.

My parents are so old, and they don't have a house to live in.

What are they supposed to do?

Moreover, my mother is ill, and if her condition worsens or something unexpected happens.

Wouldn't you regret it for the rest of your life?

"Brother Song, please be merciful and grant me another year... no, six months will do... if that's not possible, three months will do too."

"I will definitely find a way to return the 500,000 to you."

"Please help me... I need to take care of my elderly parents!"

Xu Wenqing's eyes were filled with tears, and he spoke in a humble tone.

To compromise and yield!

They were practically begging to kneel down.

but.

Throughout the entire process, Xue Song maintained a cold expression.

Unmoved.

Huang Sanjin had promised him that as long as he ruined Xu Wenqing and Chen Yang, the opportunity to make a fortune would be within his grasp.

How can you get rich if you're too soft-hearted at this point?

"Xu Wenqing, how can you be so shameless?"

"Paying back debts is a matter of course!"

"You don't want to pay me back, so you're using moral blackmail to force me to give up the money?"

"Have you no shame?"

"Aren't you supposed to be quite righteous and proud?"

"Why do you seem like a different person today?"

Xue Song trampled on it to death.

"If you ask me, the poor should have the awareness of the poor!"

"Stop acting all high and mighty in front of people all day long!"

"If you're a grandson, call me grandpa; if you're a dog, wag your tail. That's what it means to be sensible!"

"Xu Wenqing, do you know you're a grandson or a dog?"

Veins throbbed on Xu Wenqing's face.

His fists were clenched tightly.

He wanted to explode, but the thought of his elderly parents at home made him helplessly let go.

"Brother Song, please..."

He also pleaded for leniency.

But Chen Yang stopped him.

"Wenqing, don't beg anyone anymore!"

"I'll pay your money back for you!"

Xu Wenqing looked astonished!

I doubt my ears; am I hearing things?

Some time ago, Chen Yang's father, Chen Zhongshi, fell ill but did not have the money for surgery.

Chen Yang's mother, Yang Aihua, borrowed money everywhere.

The family was destitute.

Now Chen Yang is saying he'll lend him 500,000 yuan!

How is that possible?

Xue Song glanced at Chen Yang and smiled:

"Chen Yang, you'll help him pay it back?...You have 500,000?"

"Could it be ghost money?"

Jiang Lang pointed to Chen Yang's old clothes.

He deliberately fanned his nose.

"Hmm... what's that smell? Did any of you fart?"

"A poor loser trying to act like a rich guy?"

"Have you ever seen what 500,000 looks like?"

Wu Min, not wanting to be left out, chimed in and stirred things up.

"A bunch of fair-weather friends, brothers in misfortune!"

"No wonder they're all doing so poorly!"

"This is utterly shameful!"

"If you don't have money, you must be prepared to be poor!"

"Kneel down and beg for mercy, and maybe Young Master Huang will take pity on you and let you lick his feet, thus saving your lives."

"Why bother bragging now when you'll be exposed in a second?"

Bai Xiaoyue took two steps forward and looked at Chen Yang.

His eyes were haughty and indifferent.

She seemed to be a swan high above.

And Chen Yang—

It was just a mangy dog ​​that kept lying on the ground.

"If you are willing to kneel down and admit your mistakes now, I can plead with Young Master Huang to let you off the hook."

Chen Yang burst into laughter.

I used my finger to mark a circle.

"Aren't you people a little too self-important?"

"Haven't you heard the saying, 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river'?"

"I, Chen Yang, have been poor for twenty years, am I not allowed to have a chance to become successful?"

"Am I, Chen Yang, destined to be poor my whole life?"

"You've spent your whole lives being ridden on and having your shit and piss on your heads?"

Jiang Lang was like a mad dog, jumping around more excitedly than anyone else.

"Who do you think you are, dreaming of getting rich overnight?"

"With your pig brain, what brilliant ideas could you possibly come up with to make a fortune?"

"With your unlucky fate, how could you possibly win a 5 million yuan lottery prize?"

"You're just a worthless life, so you should have the awareness of a worthless person. Wag your tail, and maybe Young Master Huang will reward you with a bone."

"Otherwise, you can expect to have your bones broken!"

Chen Yang looked at Jiang Lang... as if he were an idiot.

"Are you really enjoying being someone's dog, are you?"

"Are you jumping around so enthusiastically because you're waiting for your master to feed you a big bone?"

He conjured a pig's trotter out of nowhere.

It was thrown in front of Jiang Lang.

"Here's a reward for you!"

"After you've finished eating, go bite someone for me!"