Chapter 5 Han Zhong

In addition to being able to listen to the wind and tell the rain, and observe the stars and predict fortune, the God-favored Clan also possesses the ability to truly disrupt fortune. Therefore, fortune-tellers of all generations would choose to live in seclusion in the mountains and concentrate on their cultivation, because once the fortune between heaven and earth is disrupted, disasters will befall, and the fortune-tellers themselves will also suffer divine punishment.

Jiang Wuben should have stayed in seclusion on the mountain where his master lived, cultivating himself and devoting himself to ascend to heaven, but he happened to meet a person, Yan Chong.

That year, Jiang Wugang was sixteen years old. He met Yan Chong who was lost in the mountains. Because the other person's face was too handsome, he couldn't help but show up to show him the way, and then he was entangled by him.

"How can one ascend from the red dust without entering the red dust?"

Because of this sentence, Jiang Wu made a bet with him, betting on whether Yan Zhong could help him ascend. In this way, he was tricked down the mountain and entered the world of mortals. He accompanied him through life and death, battlefields and temples, and fought a battle at the Yule Mountain of the Northern Di people. He pulled the Great Zhou, which was on the verge of extinction, back to its heyday.

In the end, Yan Chong passed away after a hundred years of old age. He had worked as a gatekeeper for the Great Zhou Dynasty for more than a hundred years, and even lost his body and soul in his death.

He thought that he was dead and there was no way to settle the bill, but he didn't expect to see the other party here. You can imagine how shocked he was!

"…Why are you here?!"

Jiang Wu stared at the familiar face in disbelief. He clearly remembered that Yan Zhong breathed his last in front of him, he watched the body being buried with his own eyes, and he also personally ordered the sealing of the imperial tomb. How could he still be alive?

Han Zhong had already recognized the other party as the mysterious young man who fell from the sky on the balcony of the Golden Land Hotel that night and then disappeared. Hearing him ask this question now, he couldn't help but find it funny, "You broke into my room, on my bed, and then asked me why I was here?"

Jiang Wuzhen looked at him in shock, and suddenly remembered something, the scar, the scar that he had left on Yan Zhong's heart with a spell!

He immediately tried to take off his bathrobe, which had become loose during the fight just now. Now that Jiang Wuyi had pulled it open, it quickly opened up, revealing a large area of ​​his strong chest. A vague mark could be vaguely seen on his heart.

However, Han Zhong grabbed his wrist the next second and sneered, "I like passionate people, but I don't like people who take off their clothes right away."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Yao Ping who was standing at the door, and said through gritted teeth, "Are you still standing there waiting for your boss to be raped?"

Yao Ping was truly dumbfounded. He had seen passionate ones, subtle ones, and crazy ones, but this was the first time he saw someone forcing their boss on the bed.

"Hey, do you need to call the police?"

"…Send Zhou Changming over here immediately!"

Five minutes later, in the living room of Lounge No. 3.

Zhou Changming sat on the sofa and looked at the two people in front of him. He smiled with narrowed eyes and said, "Don't be nervous. I won't resort to lynching in a society ruled by law."

"I'm not nervous." Jiang Wu said.

"I mean the one next to you."

“…”

Jiang Wu glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu beside him. He looked like he was about to faint from fright ever since he was brought up by the security guards. He was now curled up on the sofa, shaking all over.

Zhang Xiaoyu pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a hollow look in his eyes, "I heard that even if you bury someone in a private house like this, it would be impossible to find it."

"It's not like he's going to be buried alive."

Zhou Changming lowered his head and chuckled, "But you two have the audacity to break into my Champs-Elysees Villa and have bad intentions towards my distinguished guests. If I let you go for nothing, wouldn't anyone be able to follow suit in the future? Don't you agree?"

Jiang Wu pursed his lips and said directly, "Sorry, it is wrong for us to break into a private residence without permission, but we have no choice. I hope Mr. Zhou will understand."

"You have no choice but to strip my guest's clothes?"

"That's not it."

"...You are quite honest."

Jiang Wu nodded, "A gentleman is open and honest."

Zhou Changming suppressed his laughter, "You strip someone's clothes so brazenly?"

Jiang Wu: “…I’m sorry.”

As the two were talking, the door behind them opened and Han Zhong, who had gone in to change clothes earlier, walked out.

A simple white shirt slightly tightened the muscles on the shoulders, and a few buttons on the chest were undone, revealing a protruding Adam's apple on top and a small muscular and solid chest below. The narrow waist was lean and strong, and the loose hem of the shirt was tucked into the waistband of the trousers. The black trousers on the lower body made the legs look slender and strong, with straight lines.

There was no unnecessary expression on his handsome and cold face, his black eyes were slightly gloomy, and his slightly damp hair casually covered his forehead. He seemed casual but kept people at a distance, and his subtle aura made people dare not offend him.

Jiang Wu stared at the other person as he walked through the door, not daring to blink.

Zhang Xiaoyu on the side was almost in despair. My God, could you at least restrain yourself a little? Your eyes are about to burn a hole in my chest!

Han Zhongguang walked to the sofa farthest from the two of them and sat down, then buttoned his shirt calmly as he bent down.

A look of disappointment suddenly appeared on Jiang Wu's face.

Han Zhong: “…”

He sneered and raised his eyes to meet Jiang Wu's. "Do you want me to strip naked for you to see clearly?"

Jiang Wu's eyes showed a hint of hope, "Really?"

Han Zhong looked at him with a fake smile, "What do you think?"

"cough."

Zhou Changming interrupted the strange conversation between the two at the right time, "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Jiang is here to see me, right?"

"I'm here to seek cooperation with Mr. Zhou."

Jiang Wu took out a USB drive and placed it on the coffee table. "It contains evidence that Star Entertainment President Lin Yaohui forced artists to engage in sex transactions. I think President Zhou should be very interested."

Zhou Changming glanced at the USB flash drive and asked with a smile, "This kind of thing shouldn't be easy to carry, right?"

"I have my own methods, but I can guarantee that there is no one else behind me. Mr. Zhou can rest assured about this, or you can go and check directly."

"I've seen how Mr. Jiang is able to sneak into my Champs-Elysees Villa with such brazenness. But even though this thing is tempting to me, it's not that easy to use against Lin Yaohui."

Jiang Wu was a little surprised. In his opinion, Lin Yaohui also wanted to please Yan Wenxiong. He thought Zhou Changming would be jealous of Yan Wenxiong, but he didn't expect it would be Lin Yaohui.

He did not hide it and directly expressed his doubts.

Zhou Changming couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. "Yan Wenxiong? Who is he? He is just an upstart. He does have a lot of liquid funds. It's normal for someone to try to please him, but it's not difficult to deal with him. But Lin Yaohui, do you know who is the actual controller behind Star?"

"who?"

"Fang Zhiyi."

Jiang Wu paused and guessed, "Someone from the Linhai Fang family?"

The four major families of Linhai, Han, Fang, Zhou, and Qin, were too famous. He had heard of them many times when he was just reborn.

"Not bad." Zhou Changming said slowly, "The Fang family has two sons and one daughter. In recent years, the eldest son Fang Zhiyuan has been in charge of the business, while the third son Fang Zhiyi has his own business. He founded Zhongxing when he just graduated."

"If Fang Zhiyi was just the third young master of the Fang family, I might have agreed to this cooperation, but unfortunately, Fang Zhiyuan fell ill at the beginning of last year. Now Fang Zhiyi has the final say in the Fang family, which is a bit tricky."

Jiang Wu understood that to go against Fu Zhongxing was equivalent to going against Fang Zhiyi, and behind Fang Zhiyi was the Fang family's Heguang Group. For Zhou Changming, the boss of an entertainment company, to go against the Fang family was like hitting a rock with an egg.

"Although I can't defeat Fang Zhiyi, there are people who can." Zhou Changming said suddenly.

Hope rose in Jiang Wu's heart, "Who?"

“You know him too.”

"I know him?"

Zhou Changming coughed and looked at the person sitting next to him. "Formally introduce, this is the executive president of Huayue Group and the future heir of the Han family, Han Zhong."

Jiang Wu was stunned. He could see that Han Zhong's family was well-off, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually from the Han family, the most powerful of the four surnames in Linhai. It was said that this family had been prosperous for three generations and had been a prestigious surname for hundreds of years. It was a real aristocratic family.

Naturally, only members of the Han family dared to confront Fang Zhiyi, not to mention that the man in front of him was the only son of this generation of the Han family.

He paused and looked at the man opposite him seriously, "Then are you willing to help?"

Han Zhong looked at him with his lips curled up, and slowly uttered three words: "I don't want to."

“…”

Jiang Wu pursed his lips and thought to himself that it seemed like he really had lost his memory.