C2 50 Million Was a Lot

"Alright! Young Master, our people will be there within a minute! Congratulations, Young Master, you're finally able to return to the family and won't have to put up with this humiliation any longer!" A magnetic voice reassured Xia Ming over the phone.

Xia Ming sighed deeply, "Remember, don't reveal my identity just yet. I... I'm not planning on returning anytime soon!"

"Understood!"

...

With the family ban lifted, Xia Ming no longer had to bite his tongue.

Watch his wife be mistreated?

That was something Xia Ming couldn't stand for!

After ending the call, Xia Ming got ready to burst through the door and into the room. It just so happened that Manager Huang, the supervisor, emerged from the room at that moment. Seeing Xia Ming's intent, he swung another slap, "Idiot, haven't you caused enough trouble? If you're looking to get killed, don't drag us down with you..."

Manager Huang continued to mutter, but Xia Ming, without a word, struck back, landing a heavy slap across Manager Huang's face!

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed down the hallway, leaving Manager Huang and the security guards dumbfounded, "Holy crap, you hit me too? Damn, you don't want your job anymore? F*ck!"

Diamond KTV was one of the more upscale venues in River City. With wages and tips combined, the staff could make over 10,000 yuan a month, which was considered a very respectable income in River City.

For many, a job at Diamond KTV was highly coveted.

Previously, Xia Ming had needed a job to support himself before the family ban was lifted.

But now...

"Hmph, it's just a pathetic job. What do I care if I quit?" Xia Ming ripped off the vest over his shirt and flung it to the ground. Before Manager Huang could react, Xia Ming slapped him again on the other cheek, "Consider these slaps payback. You'd do well to stay out of my affairs!"

With those words still hanging in the air, and before Manager Huang and the security guards could come to their senses, Xia Ming kicked the door open and stormed in!

Inside the private room, Lin Shuyu was serving drinks to Boss Cui and several other portly men. "Boss Cui, Boss Wang... I apologize for the earlier inconvenience. Please, accept my apologies..."

As Lin Shuyu bent over to pour the wine, Boss Cui's uninjured hand reached out to grab her again. "Boss Lin, no need to pour anymore. Come, come, sit with me..."

Men are always like this, constantly restless for what they can't have!

"Boss Cui, please don't. I have a husband..." Lin Shuyu tried to evade, but Boss Cui was relentless and lunged at her!

Crash!

Just as Boss Cui's hand was about to reach Lin Shuyu, another beer bottle came crashing down!

"Ah!" Boss Cui let out a scream, his arm retracting as quickly as lightning, rendered useless once more.

Upon realizing it was Xia Ming who had intervened, Boss Cui exploded with fury, bellowing hysterically, "You son of a bitch, what are you, rabid?! Manager Huang, what the hell are you doing? Kid, if I don't kill you today, I'll take your last name..."

Manager Huang, along with several security guards, scrambled into the room and managed to subdue Xia Ming. "I'm so sorry, Boss Cui..."

Having been interrupted twice now and not even having touched a hair on Lin Shuyu's head, Boss Cui was livid. "Damn it, all you do is apologize. What good is that? I'm going to finish him off today!"

While speaking, Boss Cui, disregarding his bleeding hand, grabbed another beer bottle and prepared to bring it crashing down on Xia Ming's head.

Xia Ming, restrained by Manager Huang and the security guards, was immobilized. If that beer bottle came down, his head would surely be split open.

Seeing Boss Cui's intent, Lin Shuyu quickly stepped in front of Xia Ming. "Boss Cui, please, let's calm down... I apologize on his behalf. Can't you overlook this for my sake? After all, he is my husband..."

But Boss Cui, like a lion in a fury, paid no heed to Lin Shuyu. "Get out of the way! You think I care about second-hand goods like you? I'll deal with you later!"

As Boss Cui raised the bottle, ready to strike, a flurry of footsteps approached the door, and a cold voice rang out, "Cui Hao, feeling bold, aren't we? When do you plan on repaying what you owe me?"

Upon hearing the voice, Boss Cui's hand, suspended in mid-air, stiffened. He turned around, his face beaming with a forced smile, and addressed the figure at the door, "Big Brother Liu, Master Liu... didn't we agree on a two-month grace period?"

A man in a suit stepped into the private room, his square face radiating a spring-like warmth, exuding a touch of scholarly elegance.

The other executives in the room promptly rose to their feet, greeting him with deference, "Master Liu!"

Master Liu casually flicked his sleeve and stated calmly, "I've had a change of heart. Come with me. You have eight hours to inform your family to gather the funds! And you all, since you're here together, you'll all accompany me."

His voice was soft, yet with a single glance, he sealed the fates of everyone present.

"Master Liu, we have nothing to do with Boss Cui's situation!" one protested.

"Indeed, I have urgent matters to attend to at my company. May I leave first?" another inquired.

...

The bosses who had arrived with Cui Hao turned ashen when they realized they had to accompany Master Liu, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Master Liu, whose real name was Liu Tianxiong, appeared gentle and refined, but his methods were notoriously ruthless. Known as the "Living King of Hell" in River City, it was rumored that Liu Tianxiong owned a "white house." Those who were "invited" there rarely left unscathed; some lost their sanity.

Xia Ming caught Liu Tianxiong's eye and instantly understood the gravity of the situation. Liu Tianxiong, with his extensive influence in River City, must be the family's Yellow Level support. If the Yellow Level was this formidable, what could be said of the Black or Earth Levels?

"Do any of you have objections?" Liu Tianxiong inquired, his smile unwavering, yet a chilling undertone was palpable in his gaze.

"No... no objections," they stammered.

...

Moments before, Boss Cui, Boss Wang, and the others had been brimming with arrogance. Now, they were as docile as lambs, quietly lining up to exit the room.

They had no inclination to pay any mind to Lin Shuyu or Xia Ming.

Liu Tianxiong turned to glance at Xia Ming, who was still being detained. After exchanging a knowing look with Xia Ming, he addressed the security guards with a note of indifference, "Why are you still holding him? Release him!"

"Yes!" Manager Huang quickly responded, giving the security guards a meaningful glance.

Someone of Liu Tianxiong's stature was so influential that even the owner of a diamond KTV would be at his beck and call. Manager Huang wouldn't dare cross him.

Once Liu Tianxiong saw that Xia Ming was out of harm's way, he didn't linger and promptly exited the private room.

Manager Huang shot Xia Ming a venomous look. "Xia Ming, consider yourself lucky! Today, Master Liu spoke up for you. Otherwise, I'd break your legs! You're fired. Now get out... and don't let me catch sight of you again!"

With those harsh words, Manager Huang quickly departed with the security team in tow.

He needed to report the day's events to his boss without delay.

Now, only Lin Shuyu and Xia Ming remained in the room. "Shuyu, was selling yourself for fifty million yuan worth it?"

Lin Shuyu gave Xia Ming a complex look, her voice tinged with bitterness. "Ah... You don't understand. The company is on the brink of bankruptcy. I desperately need that fifty million!"

Though their marriage hadn't been the closest, Lin Shuyu and Xia Ming didn't bear each other any deep-seated animosity. What's more, Xia Ming had gone out of his way to protect her today, leaving Lin Shuyu feeling somewhat moved.

In stark contrast, Lin Shuyu's relatives, except for her grandfather, scorned Xia Ming, seeing him as unworthy of her.

Xia Ming gazed intently at Lin Shuyu. "Come on, head home. Don't do anything this foolish again. As for the fifty million yuan, I'll ask a classmate to help me invest it."

It looked like a trip to the bank was in order.

Was fifty million yuan really that much?

For members of the Xia family, even those from a side branch, the financial resources available to each individual after restrictions were lifted should be at least in the billions, right?

And Xia Ming was not just any member; he was the heir of the Xia family's main line.