Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 74 You Treat Me to Tea, I Treat Me to Dinner (Part 2)

"X State currently has two relatively large turbine valve manufacturers. One is owned by your third uncle, and the other..."

"Is it also my third uncle's?"

"No, it's another larger company. Your uncle had a feud with them a long time ago. They're in the same industry, so they're enemies."

"So this time it was that enemy who ordered people to throw feces at the gate of my third uncle's factory?"

"That's exactly what we suspected, and we caught the guy, but he denied it and insisted it was all because of you. They called you a beast who raped an underage high school student."

"Bullshit! My wife is clearly eighteen years old! Which idiot said she is a minor?!"

"It's no use telling me... These dumplings are good. Are they filled with shrimp?"

"The seafood glutinous rice balls and shark fin soup has very thin shark fins and scallops in the soup. Can you taste them?"

"Hey, it's true. I was wondering why this soup is so delicious. This dish is quite interesting."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Ning Guorong coughed twice.

Di Guofeng quickly put away his smile, holding a porcelain bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, and continued seriously, "I've gotten off topic. Regarding your case, we certainly already have a handle on the situation. If you really had committed any crime, we would have arrested you long ago. How could we let you get away with it? But we knew it was useless. Those two guys just wouldn't give in..."

Ning Bishu interrupted again, took a snow crab leg from the table, and used a thin hook to dig out the leg meat. He said unhappily: "Then take me back. I can't make them spit out the words."

"We don't want you to tell them to say anything. We just hope..." Di Guofeng suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at Ning Guorong. "Old Ning, I can't say this. Why don't you tell your nephew?"

Ning Guorong's face darkened, and he said to Ning Bishu, "I just want to ask you for a favor and help us put on a show."

Ning Bishu couldn't help but wonder, "What kind of show is this? Who are you performing for?"

"Don't worry about that," Ning Guorong said. "What happens next is a lot more complicated. Besides, if you hadn't messed around this time, no one else would have found the opportunity to mess with me. You should have taken responsibility for this matter!"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Who the hell are you with? You have no respect for your parents!"

"Uncle San, this is so boring! You're not even talking clearly, and you want me to be cannon fodder. Do you think I'm stupid? If I go with you, oh, if I get stuck somewhere and can't get out, no one will be able to help me. When I'm free one day, my business will be ruined. Who will be responsible for my losses then?"

"Tsk! This person..." Ning Guorong put down his chopsticks and criticized him with great dissatisfaction, "Why are you so selfish? You caused something, and I asked you to help and cooperate, but you had to make excuses and hold back! I don't have time here!"

He slammed his hands on the table. "If I don't get the orders I lost back in the next few days, the entire factory will be out of business this year. So many workers are waiting for food, and you want to leave them starving? Ah Shu, you have to have a conscience!"

"Fuck...what does this have to do with me?" Ning Bishu said, "You opened the factory, you lost the order, if you can't pay the wages, just close the factory, sell the company! Isn't that how business works?"

"Bullshit! I've accumulated thirty years of wealth, and I'm selling it like that?! If you're worried about your stocks getting in trouble, why don't you just sell them first and come back with me? Aren't those tens of millions enough for you to spend?"

"Ha! Now you're showing your true colors, right? You just can't stand seeing me making money?"

"Bullshit! Why would I be jealous of you?"

"Then I won't sell it either!" Ning Bishu slammed the table, stood up suddenly, threw his chopsticks to the ground, and roared, "Who can spend those tens of millions of dollars? Who can spend it?!"

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, who were eating quietly, looked up at the same time.

The waiter who was pushing the food cart to deliver food to the room also stood there.

"If tens of millions are not enough for you to spend, how much do you want to spend?" Ning Guorong asked angrily.

"How much do I want to spend?"

Ning Bishu suddenly laughed, "Ning Guorong, do you know how much this meal in front of you costs?"

Ning Guorong was very unhappy that Ning Bishu called him by his first name, "How much?"

Ning Bishu said: "Six thousand."

"What's wrong with six thousand?"

Ning Guorong had a look of disdain on his face. He didn't feel anything about the number and even wanted to laugh.

Ning Bishu said, "Six thousand is nothing. This small expense is definitely not something that your boss, Mr. Ning, would care about. A few years ago, you and my third aunt were soliciting business outside. I heard that you could lose tens or even hundreds of thousands of yuan playing mahjong in a single night. What does this little money mean to you?"

Ning Guorong's face turned pale instantly. These words were said by him and Huang Daoxian during the Chinese New Year. He didn't expect that Ning Bishu would remember them in his heart. He subconsciously argued: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ning Bishu didn't bother arguing with him about the truth. He simply waved to the waitress, asking her to bring the dishes. He continued, "Uncle San, you've eaten and seen a lot in your life. Of course, I can't compare. This meal cost six thousand, which is top-notch in my eyes. Before my dad's accident, my family's monthly income was only about six thousand."

The waiter who was serving the food secretly glanced at Ning Bishu, and felt a bit of sympathy, a bit of understanding, and a bit of contempt for losers. Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ning Bishu suddenly said, "But I have 100 million in my pocket now."

As soon as the words fell, the waiter's complicated feelings towards his class brothers disappeared in an instant.

Instead, there was only shock and awe.

Even Captain Di Guofeng looked at Ning Bishu with more respect.

"Uncle San, I've suffered a lot. I was the one who took care of my dad's poop and pee at home. Do you know the difference in the way dry feces, normal feces, and loose feces feel when you hold them in your hands?" The faces of everyone in the room changed again.

Your mom is next door! She's eating! Do you want to hear what you're talking about?
Di Guofeng put down the bowl in his hand silently with respect.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu also put down their chopsticks.

However, Ning Bishu ignored their feelings and continued to speak enthusiastically, "I can clearly describe the feeling right now. I just did it last month on Sunday when my mom went out to buy groceries..."

Ning Bishu spread out his palms and made a grasping gesture.

"Hah!" Zhao Hu retched.

"Sir, this is a foie gras and tuna sashimi platter. Please enjoy..."

The waiter rushed out the door pushing the cart as if he was running for his life.

Di Guofeng quickly stopped him: "Bi Shu, there's no need to elaborate on this. There's no need..."

Ning Bishu smiled and stopped talking kindly, but he still looked at Ning Guorong, "Third Uncle, do you feel disgusted?"

Ning Guorong couldn't help but say with a cold face: "Why are you saying this?"

"What for? Of course I want to let you know why I can't go with you." Ning Bishu looked straight at Ning Guorong and said, "Third Uncle, I have never had a decent day since I was a child.

My parents aren't as capable as you and my Third Aunt. They're truly not even one-tenth as capable as you are. I admit that. You and Second Aunt's family never tell my family about anything that happens. I completely understand, and I don't think there's anything wrong with that. If Grandma hadn't been around, this little family relationship would have ceased long ago."

Ning Guorong frowned and tried to defend himself:

"I'm not as cold-blooded as you think! It's not that I haven't helped your family before, it's your father's own problem!"

"it's okay no problem."

Ning Bishu waved his hand and said, "Third Uncle, whether you have helped me or not, it's not necessary. Anyway, I just want you to know that I know very well in my heart how you see me and how you see my family.

But I understand, and I don't think there's anything wrong with it, because it's objective. This is how you should treat me. Any slight respect you give me is a disrespect for social norms. You big bosses, you big leaders, you shouldn't make such childish mistakes."

Di Guofeng interrupted: "Bi Shu, you think too much..."

"Don't try that, Captain Di. You're a police officer. You should be even more clear-headed and aware of the true nature of the world than I am. Don't try to fool me with the same rhetoric you use to fool ordinary people. I won't fall for it. It's pointless."

Ning Bishu refuted Di Guofeng and then turned to ask Ning Guorong, "But Third Uncle, do you think I should accept what I think is right?"

Ning Guorong opened his mouth but no words came out.

Ning Bishu didn't need his answer and spoke his mind directly, "Uncle San, that's not the case. Even if it's right, it's only from a social perspective. As long as these things are not beneficial to me personally, I will never accept them.

I only know the life you can live, and I have also thought that if you give me a little chance, you will either destroy me physically, or you'd better watch me climb up quietly, don't hold me back, and don't whisper in my ear.

You ask me if 30 million is enough? I say no. Why? Because it's not. It simply isn't enough. I can afford this 6,000 yuan meal now, and I want to make sure I can always afford it. 6,000 yuan a meal, that's 20,000 yuan a day. That's 7 million a year. I have to make sure I earn 8 million a year, even if I have to lie down and sleep.

But do you think I'm going to earn eight million? Aaron, what do you think I'm going to earn?

Zhang Long was stunned. "What?"

Ning Bishu asked Zhao Hu again: "Ah Hu, what do you think?"

Zhao Hu said, "I don't know."

Ning Bishu looked at Ning Guorong and said, "Uncle San, what I want is the dignity and respect that I have never had in my life. What I am doing today is not to take back what I lost. I never had it in my entire life!

I'm not insanely obsessed with eating fancy meals in five-star hotels every day. I just want to tell you that if I don't have one, I can definitely get it. I just want to tell you how amazing I am!"

"it is good!"

Captain Di clapped his hands. "Bi Shu, I understand. Let's get down to business..."

Ning Bishu ignored him and just stared at Ning Guorong and asked, "Third Uncle, in a few days I'll have 200 million in my pocket. When that happens, you'll tell me to get married early and not be picky. Does this mean the same thing as last year when you said not to be picky?"

Ning Guorong was a little overwhelmed now and frowned, "If you really have 200 million, then of course..."

"Of course I won't pick!"

Ning Bishu said, "I will just pick the one I like best and take it home. You won't criticize my choice because you know I deserve it and that's the life I deserve. Because when I have two hundred million in my pocket, I will finally be a person in your eyes, not just a random person on the street, right?"

Ning Guorong frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure the price can be raised until next week?"

"It depends on how you judge."

Ning Bishu turned his head and looked at Di Guofeng, "Captain Di, you now have two choices. First, you wait a few more days, until next week, when I have 200 million in my pocket. Then you can tell me what you think you can't tell me now, and then I will definitely cooperate with you.

Second, treat me like a human being and tell me everything you need to say. I will cooperate if I can. If you don't, I'm sorry, but I won't cooperate even if I can. You respect my money, and I respect your power and face. My third uncle dragged you all the way to Shanghai, and I will do my best to make sure your trip is not in vain. But the premise is that we must respect each other."

(End of this chapter)