0p0 Chapter 398: Angry to death without paying for your life
Chapter 398: Angry to death without paying for your life
After much persuasion, Old Huang finally calmed down.
At this moment, Yingdie finally walked in with burn ointment.
Seeing Meng Chuan on the phone, Ying Die cautiously stepped forward.
She knelt down in front of Meng Chuan and gently and carefully applied ointment to the base of his thigh.
However, the location of this burn is too close to Meng Chuan's.
Those protruding "hills" are undeniably eye-catching.
As Yingdie applied the medicine, her eyes kept sneaking glances.
However, what Yingdie didn't know was that it was precisely because her movements were too gentle.
The rubbing made Meng Chuan's inner thighs itch, and his heart itch along with it.
However, Meng Chuan dared not have any distracting thoughts. If he accidentally turned the small hill into a towering mountain, that would be too embarrassing.
Therefore, Meng Chuan could only speak seriously on the phone, trying his best not to let his mind wander.
"You mean, the Canon and Nikon accounts will be reopened tomorrow?"
Meng Chuan asked Elder Huang.
"Of course we should loosen restrictions! Those who should be punished have been punished, and those who should be arrested have been arrested. It's unreasonable to keep them detained any longer."
"That's what Old Huang said."
The main reason Huang Lao called Meng Chuan today was to give him a heads-up.
Canon and Nikon were each fined 500 billion yen this time.
Their person in charge in China, although Japanese, was also sentenced to three years in prison.
Upon expiration of their term, they will be deported and barred from re-entering the country for ten years.
This punishment is undeniably severe.
But this is also to serve as a warning to others and to punish them severely!
Old Huang was worried that Meng Chuan was unprepared and that this would ruin Meng Chuan's plans!
What are the recent price levels for gold and aluminum?
Meng Chuan asked.
Although the time was a bit short, it should be enough.
"What? You...you don't know the current prices of aluminum and gold?"
Old Huang was stunned, then flew into a rage:
"Meng Chuan, you've used every means to manipulate the prices of aluminum and gold, and now you're telling me you don't know the prices of aluminum and gold?"
Old Huang had no choice but to be angry.
He thought Meng Chuan was planning something big, so he gave Meng Chuan a heads-up beforehand.
So he was just worrying about nothing, while Meng Chuan didn't care at all...
"I've been quite busy lately and haven't been paying much attention!"
Meng Chuan said somewhat awkwardly.
These days, Meng Chuan has been busy with training and using himself as bait, so he hasn't really paid attention to the stock market.
However, the situation should look promising.
Otherwise, the whaling crew would have come to report the situation to me.
"You're busy? As far as I know, you're a student who doesn't even go back to school for classes after the semester starts, and you didn't even attend the opening ceremony. You don't even follow the stock market, so what else could you be busy with? Picking up girls?"
Old Huang continued to roar.
He would believe anyone who was busy, but if you said Meng Chuan was busy, Old Huang would never believe it even if you beat him to death!
According to his investigation, Meng Chuan's investments were quite diverse.
But he was a hands-off manager from beginning to end.
He couldn't think of anything else Meng Chuan could be busy with.
"I...you're underestimating me."
Meng Chuan looked down guiltily at Ying Die, who was still applying medicine to him, and stubbornly argued:
"I'm busy practicing kung fu right now!"
"Hmph! You mean that kind of skill, don't you?"
Old Huang gave a sarcastic snort.
Even if Meng Chuan said he was busy watching ants move house, he might still believe him.
Busy practicing kung fu? You're kidding me.
Actually, Mr. Huang could understand; a man who isn't a bit of a playboy in his youth is wasting his life!
Meng Chuan is currently in his prime, young and wealthy, so it's understandable that he might engage in some of those kinds of behaviors.
But now is not the time!
The Chinese stock market is currently experiencing a disaster that concerns the "life and death" of millions of people.
At this critical juncture when the nation is in peril, Meng Chuan actually only wants women and not the "empire".
He misplaced his trust!
"Old man, you've gone too far!"
Meng Chuan was stunned for a while before he reacted.
He practices legitimate kung fu – the Hundred-Step Piercing Willow Hand.
How could this old man have misinterpreted it like that!
He's already quite old, yet he's still so indecent; it's utterly disrespectful to his age.
"I'm going too far? Hmph! You should know in your heart whether I'm going too far or not, but remember this: when you're successful, you should help others; the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people. You..."
"Don't try to act like an old man and stop trying to label me."
Meng Chuan was also furious:
"Of course I know what I'm doing. I have a clear conscience. Only people with flawed character would view everyone through a lens of ill intent."
Meng Chuan is not the kind of person who can tolerate being taken advantage of.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, Old Huang's face darkened.
"you……"
Old Huang clutched his chest, feeling his blood pressure soaring!
"What do you mean, 'you'? I'm young now, do I still need to practice that kind of skill?"
Meng Chuan said infuriatingly:
"Unlike some people who are so old that they have trouble even raising their hands and need to practice every day..."
"Meng Chuan, you little brat, you just wait, I'll..."
Old Huang couldn't stand it anymore and roared at the top of his lungs.
But before Old Huang could finish speaking...
Meng Chuan quickly hung up the phone.
I don't want to listen, the turtle is chanting...
"what happened?"
Seeing Meng Chuan hang up the phone, I actually felt a lingering sense of unease.
Yingdie asked with concern.
"It's nothing, just an old man."
Meng Chuan smiled and said.
To say that Meng Chuan was completely unafraid of Huang Lao would be a complete lie.
But men, they all care about their image.
In front of a woman, even if the sky falls, nothing matters!
"The medicine is applied, I..."
Meng Chuan didn't say anything, and Ying Die didn't press the matter further. Instead, she looked at the untouched rice.
"It's okay, I can eat by myself. I'm not very tired today."
Meng Chuan said:
"You've had a long day, you should go and rest now!"
Meng Chuan was also somewhat embarrassed at this moment.
The atmosphere had been set in motion before, which emboldened Meng Chuan to make some overstepping moves.
Now that the atmosphere had cooled down, Meng Chuan couldn't continue what he hadn't finished.
"...Okay, then call me if you need anything."
Yingdie said guiltily.
She had originally intended to feed Meng Chuan, but she also felt a little embarrassed.
She had never encountered such an embarrassing situation before, and she couldn't wait to leave.
After Yingdie left, Meng Chuan looked at the top of his thighs.
The burns weren't actually that serious.
The soup was probably only around 70 or 80 degrees Celsius.
Moreover, Yingdie was quick enough to take off his pants.
Although it was a bit red, thankfully no blisters formed.
Meng Chuan finished his meal quickly and then went to sleep.
However, Meng Chuan still couldn't sleep well that night.
My mind keeps replaying those beautiful images of He Yingdie.
It wasn't until late at night that Meng Chuan finally fell into a deep sleep.
"Get up! A grown man sleeping until this late? You might as well become a woman."
In a daze, Meng Chuan felt the blanket being violently pulled off and heard the voice of Prince Fu.
He opened his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall in the room.
"Uncle Fu, what are you doing! It's only five o'clock."
Meng Chuan was truly speechless.
Previously, Prince Fu would only come to wake him at six o'clock.
Today they arrived an hour early!
He didn't sleep well last night, and now he has to get up early.
Meng Chuan suddenly felt like cursing!
What Meng Chuan didn't know was...
Yesterday, Prince Fu received instructions from Fifth Master that he could teach Meng Chuan ancient martial arts.
This made Prince Fu so happy that he didn't sleep a wink last night.
He was eager to verify whether Meng Chuan was indeed the legendary martial arts prodigy.
“What’s wrong with five o’clock? I’m only giving you five minutes to get up, wash, and get dressed. I need to see you at the entrance of Haihu Manor at 5:05, or you’re running to the factory area.”
With that, Prince Fu turned and left Meng Chuan's room.
Meng Chuan struggled to open his heavy eyelids and glanced at the wall clock again.
He buried his head in his pillow and collapsed back onto it, muttering to himself:
"Nonsense, I'm the young master...who would dare make me run? Snort~"