Free Web NovelChapter 1029: Chapter 402: Handstand Pee
"What if you lose?"
Zhang Beixing asked with a smile.
"What did you say?"
Frank used his pinky finger to dig his ear, as if it was hard to believe what he had just heard. It was no small amount after all, and even as the second in line of the Goya Clan, he couldn’t just casually come up with such a figure.
As for who could come up with such a figure at a similar age, other than the heirs of the Eight Great Clans, Frank couldn’t think of anyone.
But would the heirs of the Eight Great Clans appear here? In Frank’s eyes, that was even more outrageous than Zhang Beixing himself being able to come up with fifty billion.
After all, being able to produce money is a matter of financial power, but to have the heir of the Eight Great Clans do such a thing is not something money can solve.
"If I lose, you can do whatever you want."
Frank, feeling confident he wouldn’t fail, pretended to be magnanimous and let Zhang Beixing put forth any condition.
"If you lose, you have to pee standing on your head."
This time, Zhang Beixing didn’t hold back and said it directly in Lijian Country’s language.
The originally noisy hotel became dead silent because of Zhang Beixing’s words, and everyone was stunned by what he said.
To be honest, for these people who could barely count as upper society, it was the first time they encountered such an "ungentlemanly" punishment.
But before everyone could recover, Zhang Beixing continued.
"Of course, if you dirty the floor, you have to pay for the damages."
"Ha ha! This...this is truly an interesting punishment. It seems like my son and I could try it in the future, interesting young man from the East."
The middle-aged man’s laughter resembled a fuse, causing the other guests to laugh along.
Especially what this middle-aged man said about trying it with his son made Frank very uncomfortable.
It sounded as if the middle-aged man was suggesting that Frank was Zhang Beixing’s son. But since he had already announced himself, he had to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor and elegance in front of everyone.
"So, dare to bet with me? If not, disappear within five counts."
"Fine, I agree. If you can really get those so-called friends of yours to send over that fifty billion, I’ll stand on my head to pee as you said!"
"Alright, it’s a deal then."
Zhang Beixing smiled with satisfaction; this was the response he wanted to hear.
Leng Bing and others nearby didn’t even glance at Frank, because they firmly believed there was no problem Zhang Beixing couldn’t solve.
Moreover, anything Zhang Beixing mentioned, there was nothing he couldn’t accomplish.
Meanwhile, in another part of the city, in a mansion that looked both ancient and luxurious, an old man and a young man were sitting face to face.
If Zhang Beixing were here, he would immediately recognize the old man as the representative and decision-maker of the Federation Clan.
The young man sitting opposite the old man was the old man’s grandson. Because the old man’s son had passed away, he was nurturing his grandson as the heir.
The young man’s name was Richard Federation, and Richard hadn’t disappointed his grandfather, becoming an excellent heir.
"So, Grandpa, you want me to get along with that fellow named Zhang Beixing this time?"
"It’s not about getting along, it’s about gaining his trust, perhaps even his recognition."
The old man from the Federation Clan sighed, revealing a helpless expression!
If it wasn’t absolutely necessary, who wouldn’t want their descendants to grow up in a free and relaxed environment.
As the heir of the Federation Clan, Richard naturally had nothing to do with the words ’free and relaxed.’ But Richard seemed to have grown accustomed to his identity and the responsibilities that came with it.
"Grandpa..."
"Minister Zhang..."
Before Richard could finish, his grandfather’s phone rang.
After answering the call with a simple sentence, "Minister Zhang," Richard instinctively perked up his ears.
"It’s just a trivial fifty billion, isn’t it? I’ll have my grandson send it over right away. Richard is a good kid, and I hope you get along well with Minister Zhang."
After hanging up, the old man looked at his grandson.
"That wretched brat from the Goya Clan has offended Minister Zhang; I believe you know what to do."
"Don’t worry, Grandpa."
Richard adjusted his glasses with gold-rimmed frames. The eyes behind them seemed to emit a blade-like light.
Don’t be fooled by Richard’s gentlemanly demeanor at home; born into such a family, there’s inevitably a bit of arrogance inside him.
It’s just that Richard’s arrogance doesn’t touch ordinary people. It’s not that he has a good heart, he simply feels that picking on people of vastly different ranks would be an embarrassment to the Federation Clan.
Though quite a few rich heirs and successors of major clans have met their downfall at Richard’s hands, making his name one that many familial heirs feared.
