Wu Changyun felt a little uncomfortable with the old man. He couldn't help but stop the violent behavior, or to be more precise, the beating, and also called himself a benefactor.
"Old man, are you sure you didn't get the wrong person?"
If extracting teeth can be considered a benefactor, then dentists all over the world have an extremely noble profession.
"Yes, it's you."
The old man's eyes revealed a glimmer of wisdom, and he said to Wu Changyun with great certainty: "It's you."
"My kid is not afraid of anyone, but you are the only one who can control him."
The old man stopped talking halfway, probably because he didn't want to continue talking about family matters. In fact, the servants present were all like Mingjing, and it was not because Wu Changyun was too good at fighting.
Duan Shaofei's status in the family is actually on par with that of Duan Wuye, because Duan Wuye may be able to control the family externally, but he really cannot defeat his young and strong son internally.
Especially since Duan Shaofei will inherit his ancestral property sooner or later, Master Duan Wu regards this aspect as more important than anything else.
I roughly know what happened, but Wu Changyun came here for vacation, not to save all living beings. What does your family's mess have to do with me?
"Old man, you might as well spend money to find a boxing coach and beat him up three times a day. I guarantee he will be obedient in a month."
"Alas, it's no use."
Master Duan Wuye waved his hand, as if recalling the past.
In fact, firstly, he was unwilling to do it, and secondly, even if he found someone, the person he invited would be forced to stop because he was afraid of retaliation or had already been retaliated against. As a result, Duan Shaofei's reputation in the local area almost became the number one bully.
"As long as you are willing to help me, I will reward you handsomely." Duan Wuye emphasized.
Wow, why do these words sound so familiar to Wu Changyun? He is indeed a son who bullies the weak. Judging from the way Duan Wuye appears and the tone of his voice, he must really think of himself as a prince in modern society.
"Not interested. How much are you willing to pay?"
"Thirty thousand dollars."
Wu Changyun calculated that it was not even as high as the monthly income from the fast food business. Wu Changyun had no interest in teaching others, but some people probably had great interest.
"I can promise you, but you can't send anyone to follow him these days, and I will let him do some business like ordinary people." Wu Changyun said.
"Okay, I'll prepare first." Uncle Duan Wu didn't expect Wu Changyun to agree so readily. He originally wanted to take his son home to prepare, at least to heal his injury.
"What are you preparing for? It's just a lost tooth. You can put it back in later."
"Not appropriate, not appropriate." Duan Wuye said hurriedly, without giving Wu Changyun time to reply, and forcibly invited Wu Changyun to his residence for a cup of tea.
This is really a small medieval villa. Each room is decorated like the height of a museum, and various historical collections and animal specimens are hung inside.
Wu Changyun leaned back on the sofa. No matter whether it was made of deerskin or bear skin, they were all the same in Wu Changyun's eyes.
An old man who is so weak that he can't even tie a chicken, and a lawless kid who has only suffered a loss once since he was born.
Regardless of the material aspect, the spirit of this family has already entered old age, just like the old man.
"Tell me, what did you invite me here for?" Wu Changyun asked bluntly.
When Master Wu Duan looked at Wu Changyun in front of him, it was like a scholarly family encountering a bandit who had just returned from a victorious battle. The other party not only did not understand culture, but also had no respect for the wealth accumulated by his family over the years.
"I must want to introduce my family to you so that you won't make mistakes in your future work."
"Forget it."
Wu Changyun directly interrupted Duan Wuye.
"If that's the case, I'm still busy. Your $30,000 isn't even my average daily income. This deal is totally unprofitable."
Wu Changyun is not bragging here. According to his filming schedule of Saw, his average income per working day was about HK$860,000, which far exceeded this figure.
What does it mean to earn 860,000 Hong Kong dollars a day? How many people in Hong Kong can earn nearly one million yuan a day?
Even though the success of Saw was an extremely small probability, for Wu Changyun, it was like knowing the lottery winning numbers in advance and all he had to do was buy the lottery ticket.
"Young man, don't be too..."
Master Duan Wu was furious, but when he thought that this man was not tempted by 30,000 US dollars, he must not be pretending, and he was immediately at a loss for words.
Sir, let me tell you, when Mr. Duan Wu was young, he was just an inherited family legacy. He was an operating machine educated in a strict manner by his elders. He was far less promising and young than Wu Changyun who started from scratch.
The difference between the two is obvious. Wu Changyun is doing the business of Duan Wuye's ancestors, while Duan Wuye is acting like his grandson.
"So what do you want?"
Unable to bear watching Duan Shaofei fall into such depravity, Duan Wuye wanted to give it one last try.
Then Duan Shaofei was brought to Chen Gangsheng by Wu Changyun. Duan Shaofei was busy all the way. He used all kinds of unpleasant words and even promised to take revenge on Wu Changyun after inheriting the family property.
Wu Changyun's reaction was to punch him in the face for every word he said.
He thought he could beat the young master into submission, but he ended up beating him to tears. So Wu Changyun could only drag Duan Shaofei, like a pig to be slaughtered, to Chen Gangshen's cart.
"What's wrong?" Chen Gangsheng looked solemn. It seemed that Wu Changyun was in some trouble.
Wu Changyun even had some self-doubt, wondering if he had become more violent recently and why he would resort to violence whenever he encountered any problem.
"This guy ran away from home. His parents asked me to take care of him for a few days to temper his character. He's a little bit crazy."
"Crazy?" Chen Gangsheng asked doubtfully.
"It's just nonsense. He always fantasizes that he has hundreds of millions."
"You're talking nonsense. My family owns the Duan Auction House. You two poor guys are not worthy of working for me. Let me go right now." Duan Shaofei yelled.
"What are you crazy about? Now that your father has entrusted me to his care, I am your guardian."
Wu Changyun thought that the word guardian seemed a bit inappropriate. Anyway, he planned to hand this person over to Chen Gangsheng.
When Chen Gangsheng heard this, he realized that his businessman had a dreamer who fantasized about being a rich young master. Not only was he useless, but he would also easily scare away customers. Besides, he didn't have time.
"Are you kidding me? I have a lot of business to do here."
Chen Gangsheng was quite dissatisfied with Wu Changyun's performance today. The other party did not consider his situation at all and brought a madman to see him.
"He'll stay with you for a month. If you can cure him completely, you'll get $5,000."
"Five thousand US dollars?" Chen Gangsheng's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he confirmed it with Wu Changyun again and again.
"The condition is that you stop him from getting sick again."
After hearing what Wu Changyun said, Chen Gangsheng himself is not a doctor. It turns out that these five thousand US dollars are not easy to earn, but there must be a way.
"Okay, I did it."
"If you have such a good deal again, come to me first." Chen Gangsheng smiled and patted Wu Changyun's shoulder, looking like he had gotten a bargain.
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