The Crazy Son-In-Law

“You should be able to find it online. You can look it up.”

Xiao Shun had never met these two people either, but he had no reason to doubt their identity. The stir that Zuo Zhiyuan had caused when he came to Stillwater was still fresh in his mind. Now, a live branch head of the Old School Society was here, it was normal for them to come and pay their respects. With the full reason of coming to apologize, it was all logical.

Shen Xingye’s face turned red with embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Yao Jianguo was even more smug, fearlessly boasting, not worried about overdoing it.

“Come on, Xingye, have a drink with me. You might not know much about my son-in-law since you just came back. He’s quite capable. In Stillwater, except for the four big families, everyone else has to show him some respect. Our family is counting on my good son-in-law.”

“Dad…” Yao Cen groaned.

“Mr. Shen is concerned about us, worried that we might get into trouble.”

“Do you think I wouldn’t know? I’ve been his classmate for years. I know what kind of person he is.” Yao Jianguo said.

“Just keep bragging. ‘Everyone else shows him some respect except for the four big families.'”

Seeing Yao Jianguo’s smug look, Shen Xingye felt annoyed. He glanced at Yao Jianguo and said, “Let’s drink. Since nothing’s wrong, let’s all sit down. The food has cooled down after all the commotion. Yunxiang, heat up the food, and bring us a couple more pairs of chopsticks. Xingye and I haven’t seen each other for a while, we’ll have a good drink.”

After Yao Jianguo invited Shen Yi and Xiao Shun to sit down, he spoke to Liu Yunxiang, “Alright, I’ll go and heat it up for you.” Liu Yunxiang rose, smiling.

Shen Xingye did not say much, he picked up his glass and drank it down.

Soon, the doorbell rang again.

The Yao family exchanged glances. What was going on at their house today? It had never been this busy, one wave of guests after another.

Just as Xiao Shun was about to get up, Yao Jianguo pressed his hand down, “Sit here, let Cen go.”

Yao Cen: “…”

She felt her family status plummet suddenly, and got up helplessly to answer the door.

The man who arrived was again in his fifties, wearing a gentleman’s hat, leaning on a cane, somewhat resembling the old country gentry in movies.

“Who are you looking for?” Yao Cen asked.

“Hello, I would like to see Mr. Xiao,” the man said.

Yao Cen was puzzled, had that bastard Xiao Shun beaten up someone else?

“Please come in.” Yao Cen let the man in and led him towards the dining room.

Shen Xingye had just taken a sip of wine at the dining table when he saw the man. He was choked, his face flushed, and he coughed violently.

“Zhuang Jin? The president of the Pearl Commercial Chamber? The underground emperor?”

Shen Xingye had made it a priority to build relationships and reacquaint himself with the people of Stillwater when he moved his business back. Although he had never dealt with Zhuang Jin personally, he had seen his photo through certain channels. The signature gentleman’s hat and jade cane were unmistakable.

The man was indeed Zhuang Jin. After leaving Grass Hall, he had rushed to gather funds, managing to collect the necessary amount only by dusk. Then, he hastily brought it over. Money was important, sure, but life was even more so.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

As long as he was alive, the Pearl Commercial Chamber would persist, and he would earn the money back sooner or later. However, to offend the Old School Society, especially for a person of his sensitive status, that would be a huge problem.

When Zhuang Jin handed over a cheque of twenty billion to Xiao Shun, the room fell silent, so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

Two billion, personally delivered by Zhuang Jin.

The shock that everyone experienced was truly indescribable. When Xiao Shun received the check, he directly handed it to Yao Qin, who accepted it with a complex expression, suddenly feeling a sense of unease.

The money seemed to have come as easily as if blown in by a strong wind, making her feel so unreal. Zhuang Jin, like Li Jianqing, respectfully said, “Mr. Xiao, may I have a word with you?”

Xiao Shun’s expression turned serious, and he said, “Let’s talk in my study.”

Zhuang Jin nodded repeatedly in agreement. The two of them walked towards the study, one in front of the other. “In the future, try not to come to my house for anything. Go to Starline or just call,” Xiao Shun reminded as they walked, “Don’t disturb my family.”

“Mr. Xiao is right, I didn’t think things through today.”

Now that Xiao Shun had accepted the check, Zhuang Jin finally felt relieved, otherwise, he might not have been able to sleep soundly that night. The dining room was still silent.

Even the Shen father and son felt as if they were in a dream, not to mention Yao Jianguo and his wife. It took Yao Jianguo a full half minute to come to his senses, looking at Yao Qin and asking, “Cen, is this real?”

“The check? Yes, it’s real.”

Yao Qin had been deeply shocked once before when she found out that Xiao Shun was the chairman of Golden Harrow, but she had developed some immunity to such unexpected blows, and although she was still somewhat taken aback, she was not as affected as others. Shen Yi sat there with a rigid expression.

Who the hell told me this guy was a waste? I want to be that kind of waste too!

“Being in charge of Old School Society doesn’t sound too bad, actually. They have some official background, so it’s easy to solve problems when they arise, and if you don’t want to do it one day, you can just walk away, since you’re just a layman anyway.”

Lying in bed, Xiao Shun thought about the proposal from Hai Tang during the day, feeling somewhat unsure. He knew that no one would give him so many benefits without a profit, so what was the real purpose of recruiting him so painstakingly? Unable to figure it out, he decided to let it go. If he wanted to leave, who could force him to stay?

Turning over, he looked at the empty floor, missing the days when he used to sleep on the ground, as he could turn over freely. Yao Qin had given him half the bed, but he couldn’t move around, which was worse than sleeping on the floor.

What could be more cruel than lying next to a stunning beauty at a vigorous age and not being able to touch her?

“I work hard day and night, and this bastard earns two billion just by beating up a couple of people. Is there anything more unfair than this?” Yao Qin lay next to him, her eyes closed, her thoughts surging.

She felt that the gap between her and Xiao Shun was getting bigger and bigger. Her once-prized business acumen was worthless in front of him, and her confidence and pride were crumbling bit by bit. After experiencing the company attack, she found herself increasingly relying on this man, and she was willing to entrust herself to him.

But at the same time, she gradually began to lack a sense of security. This insecurity came from the fact that this guy was like an untamed horse, constantly breaking her cognitive limits, making her fear that one day she wouldn’t be able to keep him by her side.

He was like a dusty pearl, shining brilliantly once the dust was wiped away, and it was hard not to attract attention. Yao Qin had seen many successful men in the business world, surrounded by beautiful women, with “wives and concubines” in abundance.