Chapter 117 Meeting the Dragon King, and Revealing His Identity Again (Part 2)
Jiang Fuyue: "Don't you want to hang out with me?"
Hu Ben: “?”
"You don't even have basic judgment skills, what can you do to me? Fortunately, you finally reacted."
"……you!"
"Why, are you surprised?" Jiang Fuyue poured tea into his cup, her delicate white hands wafting steam. "A person's potential is like this glass. You won't know how much it can hold until you try."
Hu Ben was silent for a while. Xiao Liu felt the increasingly tense atmosphere and didn't dare to speak.
"...So, am I qualified?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Of course."
He picked up a plastic bag from his feet and placed it on the table. "You gave me 100,000 and spent 60,000. This is what's left. The account book is in there too. Every expense is recorded."
Jiang Fuyue didn't move, just glanced at it and said, "Take it and divide it."
Hu Ben: “?”
"Brother..." Xiaoliu's eyes lit up and he bumped his shoulder.
The man reacted, but frowned suddenly, "I said, this is not a transaction, no reward is required."
"Who said this is a reward?" Jiang Fuyue took a sip of tea.
"What is that?"
"award."
Hu Ben and Xiao Liu looked at each other.
Jiang Fuyue put down the teacup: "Here, those who can get things done will get to eat meat."
Hu Ben: "...Thank you, Miss."
Jiang Fuyue stood up and said, "Take the money and follow me."
The two followed immediately.
…
Half an hour later, the largest shopping mall in CBD.
Fourth floor, men's clothing area.
"This set, and this set, try them out."
Hu Ben and Xiao Liu were both confused and looked dazed.
"Buy, clothes?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Otherwise? Robbery?"
Shop assistant: “?” That’s not necessary.
Hu Ben coughed lightly, turned his back and lowered his voice: "This... I'm not used to wearing it, it's really unnecessary!"
He is not cut out for suits and leather shoes.
Xiaoliu nodded hastily in agreement. A monkey in clothes wouldn't look like a human, so he was happy to be a monkey.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes: "This is a mission."
Hu Ben: “?”
"Time is running out," she looked at her watch, "Hurry up."
Hu Ben and Xiao Liu: "Yes!"
Salesperson: “?” How come buying clothes feels like going to a battlefield?
Two minutes later, the fitting room door opened a crack, and Hu Ben grabbed it and stuck to it.
"Um, let me ask...how do you put this thing on?"
The male clerk stepped forward immediately.
Xiao Liu said faintly, "I want one too."
“…”
While waiting, Jiang Fuyue sat on the sofa, holding her phone horizontally and tapping on the screen.
At first glance it looks like playing a game.
But in fact, the floor plan and three-dimensional map of the restaurant that Hu Ben found were presented to her in a 360-degree view without any blind spots.
His eyes swept over every detail, and his peripheral vision took in the dimensions.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from the door, carrying the youthful spirit and arrogance.
"Bring me all the limited editions you have this season. I'll take my time choosing!"
A group of waiters quickly surrounded him——
"Mr. Zhong is here! Please come in."
"The limited edition pieces you requested are ready, just waiting for you to try them on in our store! We also have several high-end custom pieces specially transferred from our headquarters in Country F. They are truly one-of-a-kind in the world."
“…”
Zhong Ziang nodded with satisfaction after hearing this: "Alright, your movements are quite quick."
"Mrs. Zhong is a top member of our brand. How dare we neglect her when she asked us to do so?"
"Okay, I'll have my mom come over to your place and buy a few more bags later."
"Hey!" The waiter smiled.
Zhong Ziang was led inside, but suddenly he stopped and looked at the girl on the sofa who was looking down at her phone in a daze.
The next second, he blinked hard to make sure it was not an illusion.
"Jiang Fuyue?! Why are you here?" He walked over quickly.
"Why can't I be here?" The girl raised her eyes, and her dark pupils were filled with a clear light.
"This is a men's clothing store!"
"so what?"
Zhong Ziang was stunned for a moment, then he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Okay, that's great. Since we met, it's fate. Just help me choose."
As he spoke, he stepped aside and saw dozens of shop assistants standing in a row with suits in their hands, and matching leather shoes, ties, and cufflinks on the low counter.
Zhong Ziang: "Tell me, which one should we try first?"
Jiang Fuyue had a blank expression on her face: "What does it have to do with me?"
"No... Master, I'm giving you face. There are so many people who want it but can't afford it. Do you understand?"
"don't know."
“…”
Zhong Ziang was so angry that he vomited blood.
Jiang Fuyue sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened and continued playing with her phone.
The young master could no longer bear it and rushed forward to snatch it, but Jiang Fuyue stood up and dodged, retreating three meters away.
"What? Are you itching to be beaten again?" She laughed.
Zhong Ziang: “!”
I can't afford to offend, what can I do? I am helpless too!
"Hey... I just asked you to help pick out some clothes, why are you so fierce?" He complained in a low voice.
Jiang Fuyue smiled: "You can speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."
"...I won't say nice things a second time." He was still very stubborn.
Zhong Ziang's eyes rolled, and he remembered his mother's passion for clothes and bags. Suddenly, an idea struck him: "Hey, Jiang Fuyue, we're all classmates. There's no need to be so awkward, right?"
Just watch him perform quietly.
Zhong Ziang thought she agreed, and a hint of pride could not help but climb up his eyebrows: "You can choose whatever you want in this store. Take whatever you want. I will pay for it, but you have to agree to one condition."
"Oh?" Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow, seeming to be interested, no longer looking indifferent. "What are the conditions? Tell me."
"Be my girlfriend."
Zhong Ziang thought about it and decided that as long as Jiang Fuyue nodded, he would immediately contact Yi Ci. No matter what, he would win the bet first.
As for Jiang Fuyue...
At worst, I can give her a few more bags, or give her cash as a reward.
"Girlfriend?" The girl curled her lips and raised the corners of her eyes.
The beautiful peach blossom eyes are no longer clear, but shimmering, exuding an irresistible charm that can easily make people indulge in them and lose their minds.
The young man's breath was choked, and he couldn't help swallowing: "You..."
Jiang Fuyue stepped closer.
As the distance between the two of them became shorter and shorter, Zhong Ziang was enveloped by a sweet fragrance. He clearly saw the danger and cunning in the girl's eyes, but he couldn't move away.
The next second, the fragrance became stronger, and he was grabbed by the collar by slender hands and pulled forward.
When their eyes met, Zhong Ziang could clearly hear his own abnormal heartbeat.
Plop—plop—
"It seems that you really deserve a beating." She smiled and her fist fell.
Zhong Ziang turned his head away, then grabbed the girl's wrist belatedly, murmuring uncontrollably -
"You smell so good..."
At this moment, the doors of the two fitting rooms were opened from the inside. Hu Ben and Xiao Liu changed into their suits and were about to come out to let Jiang Fuyue take a look, but unexpectedly they saw this scene.
The two men rushed forward quickly, holding Zhong Ziang on the left and right.
"You little bastard, you're touching me in broad daylight. You think your life is too long, right?"
"Dare to tease Sister Yue? Today I'll let you know why the flowers are so red!"
Zhong Ziang: “?”
Where did these two savages come from?
He had no time to resist, and in the blink of an eye he was carried a few steps away from Jiang Fuyue.
"Let me go! Do you know who I am?!" Zhong Ziang's hands were tied, and only his legs were kicking in the air.
He looked funny and ridiculous, and his aura of a rich young master was gone in an instant.
Hu Ben: "No matter who you are, once you fall into Tiger Master's hands, you must be a good grandson!"
"Do you believe I can make it impossible for you to survive in Linhuai?!"
"I don't believe it."
“…” Knock! There’s nothing we can do about it.
Hu Ben looked at Jiang Fuyue inquiringly: How to deal with this?
The latter loosened his wrist and put it down: "Throw it out."
Hu Ben and Xiao Liu executed immediately.
All the shop assistants kept quiet and didn't dare to speak.
The dignified Young Master Zhong was thrown out like a bag of garbage.
Hu Ben stood in front of him condescendingly, his eyes gleaming with ferocity: "Little brat, if you dare to misbehave with her again, Master Hu will personally teach you a lesson."
Jiang Fuyue paid the bill and the three of them left.
The clerk quickly stepped forward to help Zhong Ziang up: "Is Mr. Zhong okay?"
"Get out! Get out of here!"
Don’t you want face?!
…
However, when Hu Ben and Xiao Liu left the mall, they were dressed so smartly for the first time and almost stumbled across the street at the same time.
"Wasn't it natural to punish someone just now? Why do you feel uncomfortable now?"
Hu Ben coughed lightly: "...I'm not used to it in the first place. I didn't have time to think too much just now."
"Then don't think too much." Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes sternly, "You need to wear this tonight and do something for me."
Hu Ben was about to agree, but Jiang Fuyue raised his hand to stop him: "This matter is risky. Think carefully before answering."
Hu Ben grinned: "My answer has always been clear, so what are you thinking about?"
Xiaoliu nodded: "I am also very clear!"
From the moment they decided to follow Jiang Fuyue, they had already made their choice.
Life is too long, you must make something of yourself!
…
That night.
In an abandoned public telephone booth on the side of a busy road.
The man inserted the card and dialed.
The darkness of night obscured his facial features, and one could only vaguely see a scar about five centimeters long on his brow bone, which passed through his eyebrow and left a bald mark.
After a long beep, the call was connected, but there was silence for a long while.
It seems like it is waiting for someone to speak.
Hu Ben did as he wished: "Is there a free restaurant? I want to book 101 tables and a play."
There was silence on the other end for two seconds. "Sorry, you dialed the wrong number. This is Yufeng Kitchen, not Dexian Restaurant."
"But someone told me that this number is Dexian Restaurant."
"...You said you wanted to book 101 tables?"
"That's right."
"Which play is that? Magu presenting her birthday wishes? Or the Drunken Concubine?"
Hu Ben: "I think it would be better for the Dragon King to find a son-in-law."
"Sorry, we don't have that."
"The sky is vast, the Dragon King of the Sea is looking for a son-in-law, welcoming the groom, the ghosts are coming, the fork is in the distance, the son-in-law is kneeling to worship his father-in-law, and the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Guards are standing on both sides. Are you sure?"
"...2 a.m., Dexian Restaurant, third floor."
After the other end finished speaking, he hung up.
Hu ran out of the phone booth, opened the door of the black Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road, and sat in the back seat.
He was wearing an expensive suit, had a fierce and domineering look on his face, and had one collar button undone, showing his wildness and unruliness.
Xiaoliu sat in the driver's seat and exchanged glances with him through the rearview mirror.
Hu Ben: "Let's go to Yufeng Kitchen."
The figure in the passenger seat never spoke a word. Her baseball cap covered most of her face. She was wearing a suit and trousers. At first glance, she looked exactly like Xiaoliu, except that her frame was a little thinner.
…
At 1:45 am, Yufeng Kitchen was still open.
"Welcome."
Hu Ben walked in front, with two "little brothers" following on his left and right.
The waiter smiled and asked, "Do you have a reservation?"
"have."
"Which room is it?"
"301."
The waiter was stunned, and looked at Hu Ben with a strange look in his eyes, but his smile remained unchanged. He said respectfully, "Sir, I'm sorry, our restaurant only has two floors, and your private room starts with 3... This is impossible."
"Really?" Hu Ben said in a low, pointed voice, "Think about it again?"
After hearing this, the waiter no longer denied it, but instead began to think carefully.
After a while, he asked, "Excuse me, what are you doing on the third floor?"
"Listen to the opera."
"What play?"
"The Dragon King is seeking a son-in-law."
"Listen first, or buy the ticket first?"
"The payment is in cash."
The waiter's expression changed, and he immediately became serious, bowing 90 degrees: "The three of you, please come this way——"
Led by the waiter, the three of them entered the elevator. The moment the metal door opened, the view before their eyes suddenly lit up.
In the quiet and spacious hall, as far as the eye can see, a round table made of small-leaf red sandalwood is surrounded by a group of leather sofas, and a white curtain hanging in the air captures the surveillance videos inside and outside the restaurant.
Hu Ben noticed with his sharp eyes that the abandoned telephone booth he had used before was also there.
In other words, from the moment he made that call, his every move has been monitored!
This realization made him feel a chill on the back of his neck and his hairs stood on end.
But the more this happens, the calmer you need to be.
He adjusted his breathing and looked around. He saw a red carpet on the floor and green jade decorations. The whole hall was magnificent.
The men in black stood on both sides, they were all tall and stern.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from the front, and in a moment, an old man in Tang suit turned around the corner.
He has a thin figure and gray hair on his temples, but his eyes are sharp and his aura is powerful. It is obvious at first glance that he is someone who has been in a high position for a long time.
While Hu Ben was looking at the old man, the old man was also looking at him.
He was a very young man, wearing a suit and trousers, seemingly properly dressed, but with two buttons of his collar undone, revealing half of his chest. He had an unruly look on his face, and the old scar on his brow made him look even more wild.
"Are you calling to reserve one hundred and one seats?" the old man said in a deep voice.
"It's mainly to listen to the opera," Hu Ben said. "The Dragon King is looking for a son-in-law."
The old man's eyes were slightly stern, and a chilling look suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Young man, you are quite courageous! In the past twenty years, you are the first one who dared to order this play!"
Hu Ben's expression remained unchanged: "If I have offended the Dragon King in any way, please forgive me."
"Do you know who I am?"
"Long Tian, Old Master Long, known as the 'Dragon King' on the underworld."
"Hahaha..." The old man laughed, "Interesting, very interesting! I haven't been around for many years, and I didn't expect that there are still young people who know me."
Hu Ben: "Not only do I know you are the 'Dragon King', I also know that your only daughter died in an accident ten years ago. The so-called 'Dragon King seeking a son-in-law' only invites the dead."
Long Tian's smile suddenly faded: "Who are you?"
Even his private affairs are known.
Hu Ben: "Old friend."
"Heh..." He sneered, "It's just hearsay, groundless speculation. Who would believe it?"
"Whether it's hearsay or not, you know, I know. Those who should believe it will naturally believe it."
Long Tianlao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Young man, tell me your purpose."
Hu Ben sat on the sofa, with two people standing on his left and right, like door gods.
"How about we catch up?"
The old man sat down immediately after and followed suit: "What do you mean by old? How do you describe it?"
"Why don't you start from twenty years ago when you were still a peddler in Shangyue Village..."
Long Tian's face changed drastically and he stood up suddenly. The men in black on both sides quickly surrounded him, waiting for the order to kill the three men on the spot.
Hu Ben kept smiling and changed to a more leisurely sitting posture.
His gaze passed over the man in black and fell directly on Long Tian's wrinkled face. "We're just reminiscing about the past. Why are you so nervous?"
"Who the hell are you?!"
"Just now, an old friend, from twenty years ago."
"Impossible! At your age, you were still a baby twenty years ago. How could you possibly know..."
"So, you admit it?" Hu Ben smiled, his tone rising.
Long Tian pushed aside the man in black and walked up to him. He lowered his voice, suppressing his anger and said, "As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat. Since this is an old story, there's no need to dig it up in detail. What do you think?"
Hu Ben spread his hands and said, "If I didn't mention any names, why would I have to identify myself with them?"
"you!"
"Twenty years ago, in Shangyue Village, every household made a living by fishing. There was a family named Long in the village. The father fished, and the son sold goods. They weren't fabulously wealthy, but they lived a stable and prosperous life."
"Unfortunately, a storm overturned the fishing boat, and my father died at sea. Overnight, our family was destroyed and heavily in debt. My son had no choice but to leave his hometown and venture out into the world."
"Two years later, when he returned to the village, he not only paid off his debts, but also became a nouveau riche that everyone in the village envied. Can you guess why?"
Hu Ben didn't need an answer and continued: "Because he met a noble person!"
Long Tian’s face turned pale.
"In the past two years, under the guidance of this noble man, he not only made enough money, but also saw the world of the powerful that ordinary people could not reach."
"This person, when suddenly blessed with wealth, easily develops ambition and covets things that don't belong to him. Originally, he didn't have this opportunity, but one day, that noble man seemed to have run into some trouble and suddenly handed the huge consortium to him and disappeared."
"Originally, it was agreed that they were just custodians, but as time passed, a month, a year, two years... there was still no news from that noble man. He wondered if all these things could become his own."
"Anyway, the real owner has disappeared, maybe even dead. It's best if he's dead."
Hu Ben: "Just like that, he changed the face of the consortium, first the name, then the structure. In the end, as long as he eliminated all the insiders, the consortium would be his own!"
As the story slowly unfolded and the details gradually emerged, the old man's already ugly face suddenly became extremely dark.
"How do you know all this? Who are you?!" Long Tian stared at Hu Ben's face, trying to find any traces of similarity with that person in his facial features.
Unfortunately, no!
"You are not his descendant!" Long Tian said firmly, "But how do you know all this... Did Lou Sheng tell you?!"
"No... Impossible... He has been gone for twenty years... There is no way he will come back..."
In Guangdong Province, men are usually addressed by their surname plus the word "sheng", which means "Mr. So-and-so".
Lou Sheng means "Mr. Lou".
Hu Ben sneered and stood up, stepping closer: "Why not?"
He glanced at the black-clad men around him and said, "Did you recruit all these with the consortium's funds? Long Tian, if you force yourself to swallow something, you will eventually spit it out. Now is the time."
"What do you mean?" The old man's eyes jumped.
"Of course, it's on Mr. Lou's behalf to get his things back!"
"How shameless! What makes you think you can represent him? What qualifications do you have to represent him? It was Lou Sheng who personally handed the Yufeng Group over to me!"
Hu Ben chuckled and took out something from his pocket, which was just big enough to fit in his palm: "Just this."
Long Tian took a closer look and his body shook violently.
"Did you recognize it? This is Lou Sheng's personal seal. Without it, you wouldn't be able to interfere with many of the consortium's decisions, right?"
Long Tian: "How did it get into your hands?!"
Hu Ben laughed: "What do you think?"
"Impossible! He disappeared for twenty years..." Suddenly, he realized, "You are an imposter!"
After he finished speaking, murderous intent surged in his eyes.
Hu Ben seemed calm, but cold sweat had already broken out on his back.
All the previous developments were within Jiang Fuyue's expectations. Before the action, she had taught him how to deal with it. Even every word that Long Tian said had appeared during the rehearsal, so Hu Ben was not panicked at all.
But starting from the word "impersonate", Jiang Fuyue didn't teach the following plot!
what to do?
Long Tian saw through the vanity in Hu Ben's eyes: "As expected, you are a fake! Don't think that you can represent Lou Sheng with just a fake seal and a few words!"
As he spoke, he suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Even if you are real, I can turn you into a fake if I want!"
Hu Ben was stunned.
Before he could react, the fist was already approaching. He instinctively dodged, and the attack just brushed past his ear, bringing with it a burst of murderous intent.
Hu Ben understood that the other party wanted to silence him!
Long Tian retreated to the safe zone and waved his hand: "Capture him!"
The men in black took action upon hearing the news.
Xiaoliu couldn't hold back and wanted to rush over to help, but was stopped by the man in the baseball cap next to him.
"Brother Hu is in danger!" he exclaimed.
The man only whispered back, "No rush."
As soon as the words fell, the originally bright room suddenly fell into darkness.
"What's going on?"
“The power is out!”
"Protect the Dragon King!"
“…”
Many times, life and death are often just a matter of seconds.
When the lights came back on, the situation had already been reversed——
The man in black, who had been eyeing them with a fierce look, was now lying on the ground, being crushed by the masked man in blue who had come out of nowhere.
The Dragon King, who was originally in the security center giving orders, has now become a prisoner.
Suddenly, the burly men in blue clothes who were surrounded separated into two sides, leaving a path in the middle.
Niu Chunhua and her son Niu Rui walked slowly out from the crowd.
Niu Chunhua seemed a little nervous. After searching around without success, she looked anxiously at her son: "Where is he?"
Didn’t you say that you can see the so-called “new master” when you come to Linhuai?
Niu Chunhua had a guess brewing in her heart that needed to be verified urgently.
Maybe...that person is back?
Niu Rui didn't respond to her. His eyes passed Hu Ben and fell directly on the man in the baseball cap.
Stay still.
Niu Chunhua looked over but couldn't figure out what was going on.
The next second, Niu Rui stepped forward, and Hu Ben and Xiao Liu retreated behind the man at the same time, lowering their eyes and looking respectful.
Jiang Fuyue took off his hat and slowly raised his eyes: "Yes, you came just in time."
Niu Rui: "As soon as we received the news, we started deploying."
"Who are you?" Suddenly, a female voice interrupted.
Jiang Fuyue turned her head slightly, and their eyes met, one with a calm smile, the other full of confusion.
Twenty years seemed to have left no trace on the woman's face. She was still the stunningly beautiful Niu Chunhua.
Time not only solidifies her beauty, but also gives her a unique style and charm.
While Jiang Fuyue was looking at her old friend, Niu Chunhua was also observing her.
A very beautiful girl, with black hair like a waterfall, skin as white as porcelain, and a pair of clear peach blossom eyes. She is bright and charming, but also has an indifference that is inconsistent with her age, so that at first glance, she seems heartless.
Such a look...
Niu Chunhua was stunned.
Almost exactly like that guy!
But the appearance is wrong, the height is wrong, the age is wrong, and everything is wrong except the eyes!
"Who are you?!" Not getting a reply, she couldn't wait to ask again.
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "We just talked on the phone not long ago, I thought you knew."
"Mom!" Niu Rui stepped forward, "This is the owner of the Qianji Pei, the new owner of our Qianji Pavilion!"
"Shut up! I didn't ask you to talk!"
Niu Rui: “?” I feel quite aggrieved.
Niu Chunhua didn't even glance at her son, her eyes fixed on Jiang Fuyue, not missing any micro-expression on her face.
"Why did you say I looked good in a white cheongsam on the phone that day?"
"It's not 'white', it's 'moon white', it's different." Jiang Fuyue said lightly.
Niu Chunhua's pupils trembled and suddenly contracted.
Back then, Lou Mingyue also corrected her.
Not only the words, but even the tone is exactly the same!
"You, you are——"
This is more than 7,000 words, lazy fish does not want to divide the series into chapters
Prize quiz: Guess whether Niu Chunhua will recognize Sister Yue as Lou Mingyue?
A. Yes; B. No
(End of this chapter)
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