Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 874 Come on, threaten President Wang.

"Hey, you stinking cult member, when did you become so close to our righteous elders?" Wang Ye couldn't help but frown. It seemed that He Songling wasn't the only one who was difficult to deal with today. He had to watch the demonstration, otherwise what if this guy used his charm on his second brother? His second brother and sister-in-law didn't get along very well to begin with.

What's even more frightening is that I have a five- or six-year-old nephew...

"If it weren't for him, how could my Lingyu have stayed with me all this time? Hehe."

Xia He gave a dangerous smile, startling Zhang Lingyu, who was about to press her head back from her arms. Zhang Lingyu blushed and dared not move.

Having intimidated Zhang Lingyu, Xia He continued, "That's why I think he has a heart for helping others and would never try to sow discord among your family members. Oh, and by the way, I wouldn't either, with Lingyu watching over me."

After saying that, she winked at Wang Ye.

This wink carried 80% of Xia He's charm power, making Wang Ye's mind go blank for a moment before he realized that this old woman could actually see through his thoughts.
The Quanxing sect is indeed terrifying.

Zhang Lingyu finally lost his temper and shoved Xia He's head back down.

"Be honest!"

"Hmm~ I'll listen to you~" Xia He said with a nasal tone, which made the three Zhuges behind her a little dizzy.

Yes, Xia He, that old woman, has such allure that she can attract even other women.

Zhang Lingyu swore that he really wanted to strike this woman with lightning.

"Oh, Xiao Ling, I've heard Xiao Ye mention you before, you're such a handsome man!" Yesterday, Wang Ye came over to swindle money from his father, but he didn't actually mention He Songling at all. However, Wang Weiguo has been in business for so many years, and his main skill is to be meticulous and leave no room for error.

He immediately recognized that the group his third son had brought back were the same kind of people as his son, and even the old Taoist priests from Baiyun Temple and Wudang Mountain. And He Songling was their leader.

It's not easy to gain the respect of so many young people.

Not to mention, even from the perspective of giving face to his son, Wang Weiguo wouldn't put on airs with He Songling.

So he started talking to He Songling with a bunch of lies.

He Songling was most skilled at this kind of rambling and idle talk. Two hours had passed since they entered the Wang family's gate at nine in the morning, and it was almost lunchtime, yet they hadn't uttered a single truthful word.

Even a king would be amazed.

"Young friends, since you're here, why don't you stay for lunch?" Wang Weiguo warmly invited.

"Of course we'll accept Uncle Wang's invitation. But we can't just eat this meal for free. Uncle Wang is a businessman, so we should follow business logic. We need to demonstrate some value to be worthy of this meal from Uncle Wang." He Songling finally revealed his true intentions.

"Oh?" Wang Weiguo was very curious. These people were clearly the so-called "extraordinary people" his third son had mentioned. In Wang Weiguo's mind, they were just a group of monks, Taoist priests, and chivalrous heroes. What value could such people possibly offer him?
"He can't be a bodyguard, can he? I'm not in the Middle East or Africa, and Old Zhong is perfectly safe here. I'm confident that my own bodyguards are sufficient." "Unless someone like us is secretly plotting against you." He Songling shamelessly read minds again, making Wang Weiguo's heart skip a beat. He thought to himself, "This young man can actually see through my thoughts; he's truly remarkable."

"Ugh, it's over!" Wang Ye slapped himself in the face; he couldn't bear to look any longer.

Through their interactions over this period, he had come to fully understand what kind of person He Songling was. Once he made a move, he was guaranteed to succeed; a thief never leaves empty-handed, nor does he return empty-handed. This applied to both Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain.

Now that his father has started to take an interest in He Songling, Wang Weiguo might have to spend another 100 million yuan today.

The key point is that He Songling genuinely came with good intentions, and he truly felt that his family needed this protection. Moreover, He Songling's abilities in various aspects were truly remarkable. Back then, He Songling's business was far larger than that of the Wang family of Zhonghai.

So Wang Ye had no excuse to stop him, and he didn't even know whether he should stop him or not.

Even if Wang Weiguo were to shell out another 100 million and spend 210 million to hire a shaman to leave some kind of protection for his family, it wouldn't be cheap, but it would at least be worthwhile. Whether it's for protecting the family or for improving the feng shui and bringing good fortune, the Wang family could potentially continue to prosper because of this.

Although Wang Ye himself was not interested in worldly money and power, he still cared about his parents and brothers.

"What do you mean, my dear nephew?" Wang Weiguo finally began to display the demeanor of a powerful figure who had excelled in the business world. His imposing presence was overwhelming, and his face gleamed as he said, word by word, "You might as well explain it more clearly."

Wang Weiguo certainly had a commanding presence, but to He Songling, it was nothing. Let alone Wang Weiguo, even that bald guy from back then, I could talk to him with ease; even the American Le Zong had to call me uncle, so what was Wang Weiguo?

"There's not much to say. It's just that the 110 million that Wang Ye asked you for yesterday was actually given to me."

"Oh?" Wang Weiguo felt a surge of anger. He thought to himself, "Wang Ye, my good son, if you want money, just ask for it. How could you lie to your own father with outsiders?" But he didn't show it, nor did he question Wang Ye. Instead, he continued to look at He Songling and asked, "So, Mr. Ling, what is the purpose of this money?"

"Squandering!" He Songling was very honest and said it directly. "To be honest, Uncle Wang, besides you, we also plan to go east and find the Feng family in Tianjin to get a hundred or two hundred million to spend."

"Alright, alright, young people really care about their quality of life," Wang Weiguo nodded with a smile. "But aren't you afraid I'll call the police?"

“Hey, Uncle Wang, I’m just a junior, and I’m new to the capital. I’m asking you, an elder, for some money to spend. How can you threaten me? Since that’s the case…” He Songling chuckled and waved to the three Zhuges, “Come on, you guys threaten Uncle Wang too.”

"What do you mean?" Before Wang Weiguo could react, three Zhuge Yongs appeared in front of him with a speed that was like teleportation to him.

"Holy crap! Security! Security!" Even the biggest boss, who grew up in peacetime, couldn't stand being suddenly attacked by several thugs. He shouted for security while yelling for his son, "Wang Ye, you'd better get out of here first!"

"Uncle Wang's fatherly love is as strong as a mountain," He Songling exclaimed.

These large families were actually no less powerful than the ancient royal families. While their power might not have been as great as the emperor's, the lifestyle they enjoyed far surpassed that of ancient emperors. Throughout history, fratricide and father-son killing were commonplace within royal families; where was the concept of kinship?

But at this moment, Wang Weiguo's first thought was not that Wang Ye was colluding with outsiders to seize the family property, but that he wanted Wang Ye to leave quickly, which was truly difficult.

(End of this chapter)