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Chapter 1030 - 402: Handstand Peeing (Part 2)
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Chapter 1030: Chapter 402: Handstand Peeing (Part 2)

"I said there’s only 4 minutes left until the agreed time. When is your wealthy friend coming?"

Frank, sitting in the chair, glanced at the time on his watch with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. Frank was aggressive, like a rooster about to claim victory.

In his mind, he seemed to already envision the ridiculous sight of Zhang Beixing crawling out of here next.

"Isn’t there still 4 minutes left? What’s the rush?"

Zhang Beixing calmly said, as if the bet between them didn’t concern him at all.

"Do you think that kid from the Ministerial Federation Clan can really make it on time?"

Leng Bing wasn’t worried about Zhang Beixing’s strength, but an incident like this in public was indeed embarrassing.

"The old man of the Federation Clan knows how to choose. If their people can’t show up on time, then there’s no need for the Federation Clan to exist."

After what happened previously with the organization, although the Eight Great Clans hadn’t made it explicit, they had already severed ties with the organization.

If they lose their protection, then extinction would just be a matter of time. So, Zhang Beixing was confident that at least the old man of the Federation Clan knew what to do.

As time passed, there was only one minute left until the agreed time. Frank couldn’t wait any longer, stood up, walked over to Zhang Beixing, and then told him to crawl out on his knees.

"10..."

"9..."

"8..."

"7..."

"6..."

Those around followed the countdown, ready to watch the spectacle.

An intense pressure emanated from Leng Bing; he would absolutely not allow Zhang Beixing to face any humiliation.

"Who here is Minister Zhang?"

As the countdown reached just 4 seconds remaining, a loud voice came from outside.

Everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice. Ordinary businessmen rarely had the opportunity to associate with members of the Eight Great Clans, so naturally, they didn’t recognize the identity of the young man present.

But when Frank saw the speaker clearly, his body involuntarily shivered. The arrogance he once had vanished.

Like a dog seeing its master, he hurriedly ran to Richard’s side and said obsequiously.

"Young Master Richard, what brings you here?"

Facing the ingratiating Frank, Richard didn’t even spare a glance.

Ordinarily, no matter how much Richard despised heirs who only relied on their family’s name to cause trouble, he might still glance their way.

But after understanding the circumstances, in Richard’s eyes, Frank was already as good as dead—if not him, then his entire family wouldn’t be spared.

"Are you the old man’s grandson?"

Richard walked over to Zhang Beixing, a distinct respect etched on his face.

Such a reaction made Frank tremble inside, as he had never seen Richard show such an expression to anyone.

"Run! I need to escape!"

Frank screamed internally, yet overwhelming fear seemed to render his body immobile.

Just as he overcame his fear and took the first step to flee, he was stopped by two burly security guards in black suits.

These were not hotel security but personal bodyguards of the Federation Clan. They had sworn loyalty only to the Goya Clan and would even dare to shoot the country’s president if commanded by the Goya Clan.

"Minister Zhang, you have good judgment. I am indeed the heir of the Federation Clan; my name is Richard."

These words elicited astonishment on the faces of those nearby!

Though they hadn’t truly seen Richard before, from Frank’s behavior, they could ascertain the young man before them was indeed the sole heir of the Federation Clan.

After all, the Federation Clan had only one heir, and this was nearly public knowledge.

And Richard showing such respect to this man from the East and hinting that it was all on the orders of the old man of the Federation Clan made everyone speculate about Zhang Beixing’s identity.

Even some daring young ladies unconsciously drew closer to Zhang Beixing, flaunting their figures emphasized by evening gowns, hoping to catch his attention.

Their intention was clear: they hoped to climb the social ladder by catching Zhang Beixing’s eye, soaring to prominence.

Compared to the Federation Clan, even if they had some background, it wasn’t much—calling themselves Cinderella wouldn’t be too extreme. Yet the Eastern man warranted the Federation Clan’s best hospitality.

"We had a bet between us: if someone brings me 50 billion within 10 minutes, he’ll perform a handstand and pee publicly."

"A handstand and pee?"

Richard looked surprised at Zhang Beixing’s words.

He hadn’t expected someone his grandfather regarded so highly to engage in something so juvenile.

But upon reflection, doing such a thing publicly might be more humiliating than having one’s leg broken in front of everyone.

Richard suddenly realized how terrifying the seemingly harmless-looking man in front of him was.

"It appears being on the opposing side of this man is the wrong choice."

Richard muttered to himself.

Then he stood and turned toward Frank, who now seemed as if he’d seen a ghost in broad daylight, eyes filled with fear, completely disregarding the bet.

But to Frank, he would rather perform a public handstand and pee than earn Richard’s hatred! After all, a handstand and pee would only shame himself, whereas Richard’s hatred could imperil his entire family.

"I am willing to handstand and pee! Minister Zhang! Young Master Richard!"

Coming to his senses, Frank promptly ran to the two and clung to their legs, pleading desperately.

"I just hope you’ll spare my family; I’ll agree to any condition."

Richard initially planned to destroy Frank along with his family, but since it was Zhang Beixing he offended, it was up to Zhang Beixing to judge them.

"Regarding this matter, I have no opinion, and will follow Minister Zhang’s arrangements."

Richard’s words showed great respect to Zhang Beixing, as speaking thus publicly wasn’t easy, especially as the heir of the Federation Clan.

"I won’t do anything to you, nor harm your family."

Zhang Beixing’s words allowed Frank’s anxious heart to somewhat relax.

"You just need to fulfill the promise you made to me."

"I’ll do it right away, I’ll do it right away!"

Without hesitation, Frank began to undo his pants in public, though Su Yan’s female teammates had grown mentally stronger.

Otherwise, Frank’s actions might have left their female teammates with lasting psychological shadows.

"Minister Zhang is indeed generous; if it were me, I wouldn’t let him off so easily."

Richard adjusted his gold-framed glasses and sat directly beside Zhang Beixing.

"Since I obtained information about you, I understand you’re not someone who flatters others, so there’s no need for pretense. But compared to other family heirs, I’m quite impressed with you."

Receiving such praise from Zhang Beixing was unexpected by Leng Bing and others, their reactions caught by Richard.

No one dislikes compliments, and Richard was no exception, especially from someone even his grandfather deeply respected.

"Everything still requires your guidance, Minister Zhang."

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