"If you dare touch a single hair on my head, my dad will spend money to have you killed!" Qin Chuan's voice was cold, though he was actually terrified. He hoped this threat would scare off Ning Xingchen; otherwise, he knew he'd be crippled today.
"Let me make it clear: in the entire city of Donghai, anyone who dares harm Mr. Ning, the Zhou family will spend everything to protect him!" Zhou Fei spoke up before Ning Xingchen could, his tone resolute.
Hearing this, Qin Chuan felt a chill run through him, realizing how fiercely the Zhou family defended Ning Xingchen, to the point of being willing to lay down their lives!
"Qin Chuan, do you know the consequences of what you just said?" A cold smile played on Ning Xingchen's lips.
Qin Chuan was startled and shook his head.
"You'll pay a heavier price. Today, both your legs are getting crippled!" Ning Xingchen's fists clenched unconsciously, his face like frost.
"Heh, no, no, Brother Xingchen, I was just joking!" Qin Chuan shamelessly tried to change his attitude when he saw the situation turning against him, groveling to the extreme.
"Trash like you is a waste of water and air on this planet." Ning Xingchen slowly walked towards Qin Chuan.
"Stay away from me! I can give you money. How much do you want? I'll give you as much as you want!" Qin Chuan panicked, cold sweat streaming down his face.
"Heh, alright, fifty million, not a penny less," Ning Xingchen said with a cold smile.
Qin Chuan initially thought Ning Xingchen would spare him, but upon hearing this, he despaired again.
Fifty million?
That was a huge amount for the Qin family. Their total assets were just around one hundred million, including luxury cars and mansions. They had less than ten million in liquid assets, most of it tied up in business. There was no way Qin Chuan could come up with that kind of money.
"You're being unreasonable. Even if you kill me, my family doesn't have that kind of money!" For Qin Chuan, fifty million was an astronomical sum, something an ordinary person might never earn in several lifetimes.
"Heh, didn't your family flaunt their wealth in front of classmates? This fifty million is just compensation for mental distress, it's already a bargain. It's about two or three days' pocket money for me," Ning Xingchen sneered.
What? Fifty million as pocket money for two or three days? Ning Xingchen didn't sound like he was bragging or lying.
Hearing this, everyone gasped in shock, their eyes filled with astonishment.
"Don't believe me?" Ning Xingchen smiled faintly, seeing the doubt in many eyes.
At this moment, the manager of the Night Banquet International KTV happened to pass by the room, and Ning Xingchen called him in.
"Is your boss here? Please contact him for me. Tell him I want to buy Night Banquet International," Ning Xingchen said casually, as if it were a routine matter.
Everyone in the room was shocked beyond belief. Today, Ning Xingchen had brought them one surprise after another.
Ning Xingchen was now planning to buy the most luxurious and extravagant KTV in Donghai! Only top-tier tycoons could pull off something like that.
Qin Chuan was trembling all over, a fear he couldn't describe flooding through him. He felt as if he were in an ice cellar, cold from head to toe.
...
The manager was taken aback, giving Ning Xingchen a strange look before saying, "The boss isn't here today."
"Mr. Ning, are you really going to buy Night Banquet International? I'm good friends with Mr. Chu, the owner. I can help you contact him," Zhou Fei offered suddenly.
"That would be great, Uncle Zhou," Ning Xingchen nodded.
Zhou Fei made a call, and within five minutes, Mr. Chu rushed over from his lover's place. When Zhou Fei called, he couldn't afford to ignore it. The Zhou family's commercial power in Donghai was beyond imagination!
"Old Chu, Mr. Ning wants to buy your Night Banquet International. He's the miracle doctor who healed the old man," Zhou Fei whispered to Mr. Chu.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chu's expression changed. He approached Ning Xingchen respectfully, slightly bowing and extending his hand.
"Mr. Chu, name your price," Ning Xingchen said directly.
"Mr. Ning, I invested one hundred million in this KTV. I'll transfer it to you at that price," Mr. Chu said generously, aiming to build a good relationship with Ning Xingchen.
"Alright, give me a bank account, and I'll have my company's finance team transfer the money," Ning Xingchen agreed. He knew that while the initial investment was one hundred million, the business was thriving now and probably worth much more. Buying it at this price was a bargain.
A phone call later, the transfer was confirmed, and Mr. Chu received one hundred million.
From Ning Xingchen's initial intention to buy Night Banquet International to the official transfer of ownership, the whole process took less than half an hour.
Everyone was stunned. It seemed Ning Xingchen was telling the truth; fifty million really was pocket money to him. Spending a hundred million was easier than buying a lighter.
The men in the room looked at Ning Xingchen with admiration and envy, while the women were eager to throw themselves into his arms.
"Mr. Ning, I believe Night Banquet International will be even more profitable under your wise leadership!" Mr. Chu said flatteringly.
"Thank you for your kind words," Ning Xingchen smiled.
"Mr. Ning, I'd like to invite you to dinner sometime to discuss something important," Mr. Chu said with a deeper meaning.
"We'll see," Ning Xingchen didn't refuse Mr. Chu. After all, more friends meant more opportunities. Moreover, Ning Xingchen could tell that Mr. Chu was not as simple as he appeared. He might have some hidden capabilities.
All the high school classmates were dumbfounded. When did Ning Xingchen become so wealthy? Many classmates eager to curry favor and latch onto him could barely contain themselves!
Qin Chuan's expression froze completely, his face pale with extreme fear. He crawled to Ning Xingchen, kowtowing incessantly, mumbling, "Mr. Ning, Mr. Ning! I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. I'm just a big idiot. How could I have the nerve to flaunt my wealth in front of you? I'm completely brainless. Please, please spare me!"
While kowtowing, Qin Chuan even tried to hug Ning Xingchen's leg. As long as Ning Xingchen forgave him, he wouldn't mind being treated like a stray dog.
Bang!
Ning Xingchen frowned and kicked Qin Chuan in the face, sending him flying, blood gushing out. The kick was so powerful that Qin Chuan's entire face caved in, looking like a smashed sweet potato on the ground.
"Trash, an uneducated orphan!" Ning Xingchen sneered. Qin Chuan's pitiful groveling only made him despise him more.