C4 To Dinner

"Humph, maybe he called these people over!" Han Yuying, whose pain had subsided, walked over and said with a resentful expression.

"Forget it, it's good that the matter is resolved. Let's go."

Hearing them call her trash, Zhao Qingwu frowned unconsciously and walked towards the office building.

Creak!

At this moment, the sound of brakes resounded. A fiery-red Ferrari sports car quickly came to a stop by the roadside, and a tall and thin youth pushed open the door and walked out.

"Oh, Shaohua is here." Han Yuying immediately welcomed him with a face full of smiles.

"Auntie, where are the people who are causing trouble?"

Looking at the empty entrance, a hint of darkness flashed across Zhou Shaohua's eyes as he asked with a frown.

"You wouldn't believe it even if I told you, but they all came to blackmail us. After that useless brother-in-law of mine saw through it, they ran away." Zhao Xiying pouted.

"Faang Yang!"

Hearing that, Zhou Shaohua's face immediately darkened and anger flashed across his eyes.

This piece of trash, sh * t stick!

Zhou Shaohua was infuriated. It wasn't easy for him to get such a group of people to help him out. His meticulously planned act of 'hero saving beauty' was actually ruined by that piece of trash.

"Shaohua, how about the thing I asked you for last time?" Zhao Qingwu asked softly after hesitating for a moment.

After her marriage to Faang Yang, this "White Lotus" cosmetics company that originally belonged to the Zhao Family Industry became her name. Relying on her outstanding business talent, she turned a profit and loss in just a few short months.

The company's business has been expanding rapidly recently, and she intends to continue to expand and strengthen her loan portfolio.

It was her grandfather's birthday in the evening, so she planned to borrow some money when she got the chance. However, Zhao Family was in the hands of her uncle, so she had to make some preparations.

Zhou Shaohua was the young master of Zhou Family, and his Zhou Family had deep connections in the Linhai City. As long as he greeted them, the governors would probably give him face.

"It is possible to arrange for a meeting, but …"

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Shaohua frowned and said, "The economy right now is not good. Adding your company's assets at full capacity, it would only be 40 million. It would be very difficult for you to pay 50 million."

"It's fine. As long as you can make an appointment for me, I have the confidence to convince them." Zhao Qingwu said confidently.

"Alright, it's Elder Zhao's birthday tonight. I'll make an appointment for you tomorrow night." Zhou Shaohua hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"..."

Crescent Lake Villa District.

After returning to his room, Faang Yang locked the door and took out the ancient jade pendant with dragon stripes.

"A thousand or so years' worth of goods. Spiritual Qi sedimentation is passable."

Holding the jade wall and sensing it, Faang Yang mumbled and sat down cross-legged. He began to think about which cultivation technique to use to build his foundation.

In his previous life, he was a rogue cultivator. He relied on his unparalleled willpower and the fragments of cultivation techniques that he gathered from all over the place to step into the realm of Divine King with unparalleled combat prowess.

However, because of the variety of his cultivation technique, his realm was not perfect, and could be said to be one of many drawbacks.

Therefore, Faang Yang had instigated the heavenly tribulation to use the power of the heavenly lightning to temper his body. However, he had never expected that he had underestimated the power of the heavenly thunder by far, and was hacked to death by it.

"Perfect, I can start from scratch. The spiritual energy in this world is very thin, so I can only choose devouring-type skills …"

After pondering for a while, Faang Yang chose a technique called "Great Devouring Techniques". This was the spoils of war that he obtained after losing an arranged battle with a prince of the Divine Dynasty.

The outstanding aspect of this skill was its ability to devour, which just so happened to be useful here.

After making up his mind, Faang Yang placed the jade wall in front of his knees and slowly closed his eyes.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

With a thought, the secret art started circulating slowly. The inside of his body released a crisp sound akin to beans being fried, and his muscles expanded and contracted, as if there were bugs crawling inside his body!

Life is filled with energy, and cultivators call it … Heavenly Qi, also known as Xiantian Yuan Qi!

As for cultivators, they would borrow the power of this innate energy to strengthen themselves. This was all for cultivation.

However, without any guidance from others, ordinary people would not even be able to comprehend this "Heaven's Gift." However, Faang Yang was different. He was already familiar with the road and very quickly, he found out and controlled the "Heaven's Gift Qi".

Moments later, the room was filled with the sounds of surging wind and thunder, which were also like the thundering of war drums. It was extremely magical.

This phenomenon continued all the way until evening before it gradually weakened.

The setting sun shone in from the window. Faang Yang slowly opened his eyes and a dim light flashed from the depths of his pupils. Foundation Establishment succeeded!

"Hu!" Faang Yang exhaled and stood up.

Ka ka ka!

The bones throughout Faang Yang's body issued a crisp sound. This was an encouraging sound when his body broke the bindings. Faang Yang clenched his fist and revealed a faint smile: "Now, I finally have the power to protect myself."

Although Foundation Establishment was only the first step of cultivation, it was enough to allow the strength of the body to advance by leaps and bounds, and break away from the realm of the mortal body.

"It's so smelly, let's wash first."

When Faang Yang came back to his senses, he noticed that his body was covered in a layer of black substance. For the past two decades, his body had absorbed too much dirt, and as soon as it was expelled, it naturally stank.

Faang Yang found a clean set of sports clothes, went into the bathroom to wash up, then found a pink notebook from Zhao Xiying's room and laid down comfortably on the sofa in the living room, eating an apple while surfing the internet.

To assimilate and understand the world as soon as possible, the internet was undoubtedly the fastest way.

Faang Yang quickly scanned through the search box and the more he read, the more surprised he was.

The most powerful firearm was actually close to the full power of a Divine Lord realm expert. It could already barely injure Divine King, who was defenseless.

"Looks like I've underestimated this world." Closing the notebook, Faang Yang was secretly surprised. However, he was only amazed and did not feel fear.

Those ultimate weapons wouldn't easily deal with a single person.

"Good, you trash have really taken yourself as your master!"

Suddenly, a sharp voice rang out. Han Yuying stood at the door with anger written all over her face as she swore, "Did I just wash the apples for you to eat? You still dare to use Xiao Ying's notebook secretly, how dare you! "

While speaking, she grabbed a broom at the door and rushed over, smashing right into Faang Yang's face!

"Wicked woman!"

A cold light flashed across Faang Yang's eyes. He casually swung his arm and the apple that was left in its mouth shot out and heavily hit the arm of Han Yuying who was holding the broom!

Puff!

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere. Han Yuying cried out in pain. Half of her body was paralyzed by the attack, and the broom in her hand dropped to the ground.

"You … "You …"

Han Yuying stared at Faang Yang in shock and fear, she was so scared that she couldn't say a word.

Seeing the indifference on Faang Yang's face, Han Yuying felt a terrifying aura and couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Listen up, I can sign for a divorce anytime, as long as Zhao Qingwu agrees. But I don't think you have the guts." Right now, he wished that they would take the initiative to get a divorce, so that he would be released.

But as far as he knew, Zhao Qingwu's cosmetics company, including this villa, were all dowry gifts given by Old Man Zhao after their marriage. He had once said that the two of them would take it back as soon as they divorced.

He didn't know what that good-for-nothing had in mind. He didn't even know how to make use of such favourable conditions. It was truly f * cking useless.

Han Yuying was so angry that her face turned ashen, but she didn't dare to retort.

After not seeing him for a long time, this good-for-nothing seemed to have become a completely different person. His usual reverence and cowardice had disappeared, and he had been replaced by a spirited look on his face.

What medicine did this good-for-nothing eat?

"You what?"

Faang Yang glanced at her with disdain, pointed at the fruit plate in front of him and said, "I'm sick of eating apples, go wash some peaches and dates."

"What!" Han Yuying exclaimed, thinking that she had misheard.

"Not going?" Then let me tell the old man and let Zhao Qingwu get divorced. " Faang Yang took out his phone and was about to make a call.

"You! "Don't hit me!"

Han Yuying said anxiously, she was afraid, once they got divorced, this villa and her daughter's company would be taken back, she would have to go back to Zhao Family Great House and watch their faces.

Han Yuying panicked as she thought about that. She glared at Faang Yang and said in a low voice, "I …" I'll go wash. "

"Wash it clean and peel off the green fruit." Faang Yang ordered without any hesitation.

Han Yuying, who was in the kitchen, clenched her teeth in anger. However, there was no helping it, Faang Yang had accurately hit her soft spot and turned her into a lord with just a shake of her body.

Useless trash, let's see how long you can be arrogant for!

Han Yuying snorted coldly in her heart. As long as Wu and Zhou Shaohua succeeded, she could naturally become the mother-in-law of the Wealthy Class.

Sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, Faang Yang was chewing on a sweet peach as he watched Han Yuying's back as she walked out of the door. He felt very comfortable in his heart.

This kind of shrew was one who owed evil people a lesson.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated. It was an unfamiliar number. Faang Yang pressed the answer button.

"Faang Yang? I'm Wang Zixin."

"What's the matter?" Faang Yang was a bit confused, why did this girl have his number.

"I've booked a room at the 'Qilin Palace' tonight. Are you free?" At this point, Wang Zixin seemed to be afraid that Faang Yang would misunderstand and explained, "Don't misunderstand, it's just to thank you for saving my grandpa."

"Banquet?" Faang Yang subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after thinking about how he would have to fish for money on Wang Family in the future, he immediately laughed: "Sure, what time is tonight?"

"9 o'clock, room 808." With that, Wang Zixin hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Faang Yang looked at the time. It was 7: 50. It was getting late, so he went out to take a taxi to the "Qilin Palace" downtown.

The Qilin Palace was considered a landmark in the Linhai City. It was a place where food, entertainment, and entertainment were combined. Its consumption was also of the highest quality, something that ordinary people couldn't afford.

Thirty minutes later, Faang Yang appeared at the Qilin Palace entrance.

As he got off the carriage, he saw a palace building built to look like it was built on a river. It was dazzling in gold and jade, giving off a feeling of being a terrifying sight to behold.

"This is the Qilin Palace? "Not really."

After a cursory glance, Faang Yang shook his head. Compared to Divine King's palace, the difference was like heaven and earth.

Just as he approached the door, two burly security guards walked over with large strides. They looked Faang Yang up and down, and then reached out their hands to stop him.

"We're not recruiting here, let's go!" One of the security guards shouted to chase them away.

His entire body was filled with goods, but not more than two hundred yuan. With a single glance, he could tell that he was a worker at the lowest level of society. What was he doing here?

He was definitely not here to spend it!

"Recruitment?" Faang Yang was stunned for a moment. Looking at the disdainful expressions on their faces, he quickly understood.

The security guard glared at Faang Yang and shouted, "Are you leaving or not? If you don't, I'll make my move."

Faang Yang sneered and gave the two security guards a glance.

"Ah!

The two security guards looked as if they had seen a ghost, panicking in panic before falling to the ground and screaming in pain.

Tap, tap, tap!

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit walked out quickly. He wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and bowed respectfully as he said, "Mr. Faang, these two blind dogs have offended you. Please forgive them and come in!"