Chapter 474 - 373: ?

Chapter 474: Chapter 373: ?

Yang Zhengwu was practically drowning in jealousy.

He also wanted to know what it felt like to ride his son-in-law’s coattails!

As a business tycoon, Yang Zhengwu’s judgment was still as sharp as ever.

Although it looked like they had only made tens of thousands of yuan in a single afternoon, he couldn’t ignore the fact that this was their first day of business, and that revenue was generated without any proper preparations!

Goddammit! This was absurd!

It wasn’t just Boss Jiang who was absurd! That bastard Jun Xinghe was absurd too.

How in the world did he end up as Boss Jiang’s son-in-law?

Shit!

Fucking show-off!

Old Jun the Bastard deserved to die!

Yang Zhengwu didn’t "like" the post. He just pretended he hadn’t seen it.

’As long as I don’t see it, it’s not a slap in the face!’

He hadn’t meant any real harm when he’d previously mocked Jun Xinghe and Jiang Liu for starting a company. He just couldn’t stand Jun Xinghe.

Why did someone as amazing as Boss Jiang get scooped up by the likes of Jun Xinghe?

He also deeply admired Jiang Liu.

If Jiang Liu could be his son-in-law, he would raise both hands and feet... and more, in agreement!

BUZZ!

Yang Zhengwu’s phone screen lit up.

He snapped back to his senses, picked up his phone again, and it automatically unlocked via facial recognition.

A message from Jun Xinghe appeared clearly before his eyes:

"Yang the Younger Brother, are you back yet? I just posted something on my Moments, how come nobody’s liked it? Sigh, is my popularity that bad? Could you do me a favor, little bro, and give me a like? Soothe my wounded soul."

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Yang Zhengwu gritted his teeth, his blood pressure soaring, and his face flushed crimson!

"Damn it, you old coot, are you toxic or what!?"

"You’ve got nothing better to do all day than to find ways to show off in front of me, huh!?"

"You’re so goddamn disgusting!"

"Pah! I curse you to fall into a cesspool tomorrow, and for your son-in-law to divorce your daughter the day after!"

Yang Zhengwu was absolutely livid.

Showing off on his Moments was one thing, fine!

Everyone could just pretend they didn’t see it, and they could all still be good friends.

But now he was sending private messages asking for a like?

Was he afraid people wouldn’t see it, or was he just being deliberately nauseating?

Of course, Yang Zhengwu had no intention of replying.

’That’s right!’

’I’m busy.’

’Very busy.’

’I just happened to miss it!’

「Just then.」

BUZZ!

Yang Zhengwu’s scalp went numb.

’Oh, come on, my dear brother!’

’Stop messaging me, I’m begging you!!’

Jun Xinghe: "You’re reading this, aren’t you? If you see this, remember to like my post. Otherwise, you can forget about dinner tonight."

Yang Zhengwu: ???

’Is this something a human being would even do??’

’I’m already lying on the ground, covered in blood! And you still have to walk over, stab me a few more times, and then piss on me to see if I’m still breathing, is that it?’

Yang Zhengwu: "Just saw this, Brother Jun. I’m in a meeting, a bit busy."

Yang Zhengwu: "You wanted a like on your Moments post, Brother Jun? I’ll do it right now. (Awkward smile emoji)"

Jun Xinghe: "Busy? Didn’t you say everyone at your company could hold their own?"

Jun Xinghe: "Oh, right. Didn’t I hear you say your daughter manages things for you at your company? Didn’t you also say she was so smart and capable that you’d already handed over half the company to her so you could retire?"

’So satisfying!’

’So damn good!’

Jun Xinghe had finally vented his frustrations. He felt like he was soaking in a 104-degree hot spring in the middle of winter.

In the past, this old coot had shown off about his daughter to him countless times,

always talking about how obedient, smart, filial, and capable his daughter was.

He would even brag about how she managed the company for him, unlike *certain people’s* daughters who were immature and ran away from home.

He was such a show-off.

Payback!

This was pure karmic retribution.

The more he had bragged back then, the more painful the backlash was now.

Thinking of Jiang Liu, Jun Xinghe couldn’t help but smile.

’A son-in-law is the best!’

’He helped his old man... cough, his father-in-law, get some sweet revenge.’

Yang Zhengwu’s fingers trembled with rage as he typed: "It’s just been a bit busy these last couple of days."

Jun Xinghe: "Oh? How come I haven’t heard about any good projects recently?"

Yang Zhengwu’s composure shattered.

’Can’t you just let me go?!’

’Stop singling me out for your torment, okay?’

’Can’t you just play dumb and let this go?’

Yang Zhengwu: "(Mashed keys) It’s not a domestic project, Brother Jun. It’s an international one."

Jun Xinghe: "Ah, I see. No wonder I hadn’t heard about it."

Yang Zhengwu saw that Jun Xinghe had stopped sending messages.

While breathing a sigh of relief, a warm, fuzzy feeling of gratitude welled up in his heart.

’So Jun Xinghe still cares about our friendship after all!’

It made sense.

After all, they had known each other for many years.

The other man probably didn’t intend to really blow things up. At most, he was just playing a little prank to piss him off, but he’d still let him save some face.

Yang Zhengwu changed the contact name from "Old Turtle Jun" back to "Jun Xinghe."

"That old bastard loves to show off and has a rotten character, but he does seem to cherish old friendships," he muttered under his breath.

BUZZ!

BUZZ!...

Jun Xinghe: "Forgot one thing. Weren’t you asking about the shop my son-in-law and I opened?"

Jun Xinghe: "[Image] x4."

Jun Xinghe: "Don’t get it? Let me explain."

Jun Xinghe: "We just opened this afternoon. My son-in-law didn’t even spend any money on advertising, and the returns are decent. We made forty to fifty thousand in profit alone. I mean, it’s so annoying. It’s not like I’m short on cash, but my son-in-law just insists on rushing to make money for me."

Jun Xinghe: "We expect revenue to grow severalfold from here. A lot of customers will only go to my son-in-law’s shop. What can I say? The money just comes that easily."

Jun Xinghe: "@%*#+$$$..."

Yang Zhengwu felt like his head was about to explode.

His phone wouldn’t stop vibrating.

Every word from Jun Xinghe was like a leech, burrowing into his body.

!

Yang Zhengwu took a deep breath of the car’s air freshener, the gratitude he’d just felt instantly shattering into a million pieces.

’Sure enough, a leopard can’t change its spots!’

He was filled with both rage and jealousy.

Jun Xinghe: "Are you reading this? Why aren’t you replying?"

Yang Zhengwu: "Heh heh, that’s great. I was just getting worried and thinking about finding someone to help out. Heh heh, not bad, Brother Jun. You’ve got a great son-in-law!"

Jun Xinghe: "So how’s your real estate business doing? How are the recent bids going? I heard a lot of people have left your company lately. Need me to send my professional team over to give you a hand?"

’Fuck! Say one more word and I’m really going to start foaming at the mouth!’

Yang Zhengwu felt that it wasn’t just his blood pressure that was high; his heart was starting to ache too.

He quickly took two pills.

He was afraid he might actually die of anger right there in his car.

Staring at the question from Jun Xinghe, Yang Zhengwu had actually just been pondering why Jun Xinghe’s bragging was so particularly nauseating.

But as it turned out, in the blink of an eye, the guy dropped the pretense and started stabbing him right in the heart—with a hundred-meter-long needle!

His company had indeed been in a slump recently.

He had lost one bid after another, and even a few of his most capable key employees had been poached by a rival company.

Talk about touching a sore spot!

Yang Zhengwu: "Um, Brother Jun, let’s talk later. Seeing that you and your son-in-law are doing good business, I can rest easy. I have to get back to work now, Brother Jun..."

Jun Xinghe: "Alright, you get to it. Business is important."

Yang Zhengwu let out a huge sigh of relief.

’Is it over?’

’Heh, it’s finally over. This has been so rough on me.’

Jun Xinghe: "When my son-in-law’s final revenue numbers for the evening are out, I’ll send them all over for you to look at. They’ll most likely have doubled. When the time comes, little bro, you can help me check for any potential issues."