Hong Kong variety show: Cut off my source of income, send the big shot to the moon.

Chapter 67 Even selling Hongtai wouldn't raise enough money.

A Mercedes-Benz W14 pulled up in front of the resident's house, and several Wo Luen Shing valet parking attendants immediately approached, smiling broadly at the person getting out of the car. "Sir, are you here for fun, or to meet someone?"

Chen Mei looked at the group of thugs in white shirts in front of her, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

With their uniforms and smiling faces, are these really gangsters who are armed with knives?

When the henchmen saw Long Gen come down, their smiles widened even more.

"Boss Ding, you're here. Brother Sheng told us you can go straight in and find him!"

Surrounded by Lin Sheng's henchmen, Long Gen felt incredibly proud, walking with an air of superiority. After entering the nightclub, he glanced back at Chen Mei: "Hey Chen Mei, why aren't you following? Oh, and you're the only one who can go in!"

Chen Mei was incredibly jealous when she saw Long Gen's smug expression.

Just as he was about to go in, Bao Rong spoke up, "Brother Mei, be careful of Prince Sheng!"

"Leopard Rong, have your men guard the place well, don't let Liang Sheng take advantage of it!" Chen Mei said worriedly to Leopard Rong.

"Yes, I understand!"

Follow Longgen into the nightclub.

Rhythmic music blared in Chen Mei's ears, and amidst the flashing of colorful neon lights, several hot and beautiful women on stage danced wildly, winning cheers from the many guests.

"With so many customers, you could easily make hundreds of thousands, even millions, in one night!"

Chen Mei looked at the passionate guests in front of her, feeling surprised and full of envy.

"Hey, Shit-Hu-Mei, you still have the mind to look at pretty girls at a time like this!" Long Gen urged, seeing that Chen Mei hadn't followed.

Following Long Gen into the private room, Chen Mei immediately spotted the young man sitting on the sofa with a faint smile on his face.

"Is this your disciple, Prince Sheng?"

Chen Mei carefully examined Lin Sheng. He was dressed in a red suit, handsome, and had an outstanding temperament. He didn't look like a gangster at all, but rather like a rich second-generation who came to have fun.

Longgen ignored Chen Mei and went over to greet Lin Sheng: "Sheng, Chen Mei, the head of Hongtai, is here!"

"Uncle Longgen, come, sit here!"

Lin Sheng warmly greeted Long Gen and pushed all the beautiful women around him to his side.

"You guys stay with me tonight to keep him company. If he's not satisfied, you're fired tomorrow!"

Upon hearing that he was Lin Sheng's boss, the beautiful women became incredibly enthusiastic, immediately grabbing his hand and tucking it into their collars, pleading, "Uncle Longgen, my chest hurts a little, can you rub it for me?"

"Okay, I was a doctor when I was young, and I'm an expert in massage!" Surrounded by beautiful women, Long Gen's eyes were glued to him, and he immediately started to play with them, leaving Chen Mei standing to the side.

Lin Sheng glanced at Chen Mei and then gave Gao Jin a look.

Gao Jin stepped forward, picked up a metal detector, and checked Chen Mei before leading him to sit opposite Lin Sheng.

Approaching Lin Sheng, Chen Mei immediately picked up the foreign liquor on the table, filled three glasses, and looked at Lin Sheng sincerely, saying, "Crown Prince Sheng, my good-for-nothing son has offended you. A father's fault is to punish his son, and I will punish myself by drinking these three glasses to apologize!"

Just as he was about to drink, he heard Lin Sheng's voice in his ear.

"Uncle Mei, you're so old, how can I let you drink such strong liquor? People will laugh at me for not respecting my elders!"

Lin Sheng stepped forward and took the wine bottle from Chen Mei's hand, smiling broadly.

Seeing Lin Sheng's amiable face and how easy he was to talk to, Chen Mei breathed a sigh of relief. She knew she couldn't be lenient when it came to cutting the ransom.

If you don't cut the price down to 0.5, I'll take Lin Sheng's surname!

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed through the private room.

Chen Mei was caught off guard when Lin Sheng suddenly smashed a bottle over his head. His head was ringing and he felt dizzy. He couldn't even stand up and fell to the ground.

Lin Sheng walked up to Chen Mei, raised his foot and stepped on his blood-soaked head, looking down at him and saying, "Fuck you, you son of a bitch!"

"You came without any money and still wanted to drink my wine? Do you think this place is a charity?"

All of this happened too fast.

When Longgen heard the noise, Chen Mei was already lying on the ground. He quickly got up and advised, "Asheng, let's talk first. If we can't reach an agreement, then we can resort to violence!"

After all, Chen Mei came here to negotiate, and if someone were killed, it would greatly damage Lin Sheng's reputation.

From now on, no one will dare to come and negotiate if any conflicts arise.

Despite Lin Sheng's current immense popularity, he cannot disregard the rules and ethics of the martial arts world.

What goes around comes around; once you lose power, the consequences can be severe.

"Give me some face, or you're not leaving here!" Lin Sheng kicked Chen Mei before returning to the sofa with Long Gen.

Negotiations are that simple and unpretentious.

There must always be one person in control and one person in a passive position for the conversation to continue.

If two people are on equal footing and argue endlessly, it will only be a waste of time.

Chen Mei clutched her stomach, struggling to sit up while holding onto a chair. Blood was dripping from her head, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

"Your Highness, my son offended you, that was wrong of him, but fifty million is far too much for me, I can't afford it!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Sheng grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it at Chen Mei.

"Clang!"

Chen Mei forcefully took the fall, attempting to extort money from Lin Sheng, and immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

The more seriously injured you are, the less money you will receive.

Seeing Chen Mei lying on the ground pretending to be dead, Lin Sheng shouted angrily, "Damn you! I make hundreds of thousands a minute. If you don't have the money, get out!"

Then, his gaze fell on Gao Jin: "Chop that useless piece of trash into pieces and feed it to the dogs!"

"Yes!" Gao Jin turned to leave.

Upon hearing that Lin Sheng wanted to kill her son, Chen Mei stopped pretending to be dead, jumped up from the ground, and looked at Lin Sheng with a pleading expression.

"Prince Sheng, I only have one son, and I'll give the money. But fifty million is far too much; even selling the entire Hongtai Group wouldn't raise that much. Could you reduce the amount?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Sheng smiled, walked over to Chen Mei, helped him sit down in a chair, and said gently, "Uncle Mei, you're too modest. Hongtai is definitely worth fifty million!"

"Where is the value in that!"

Chen Mei smiled wryly.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he looked at Lin Sheng with surprise: "You want to swallow the entire Hongtai?"

"Uncle Mei, didn't you just say that even selling the entire Hongtai Group wouldn't raise fifty million? I'll take pity on you and give you fifty million!"

Chen Mei panicked immediately and hurriedly said, "No, how can this be? Hongtai isn't just mine. Even if I agree, the others..."

Before I could finish speaking, my head went numb, and a cracking sound exploded in my ears.

"Bang!"

Lin Sheng grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it hard on Chen Mei's head. Glass shards flew everywhere, and Chen Mei fell to the ground again, her vision filled with spinning stars.

Damn it, do gangsters' brains get harder as they get older?

They've smashed three already, and she still hasn't fainted.

Lin Sheng grabbed Chen Mei's head and yelled, "You son of a bitch, you idiot Chen Mei! You think I'm negotiating with you? This is a call to action: either give me 50 million, or sell Hongtai to me!"