From Wage Slave to Tycoon

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Father Sees Son Not Yet Cold, Pulls Out 7 Wolves

Shallow Bay!

The elite district of Xiangjiang!

Number 68 Shallow Bay, the Chen family villa!

Even though it was already midnight, the villa was still brightly lit.

Chen Yulong, the head of the Chen family, sat on the sofa with a grim expression, staring at Chen Feiyang, who was kneeling on the floor.

"Is the story really as you said?" he asked, tilting his head slightly to look at Chen Feiyu, who was standing beside him.

Chen Feiyu nodded. He had questioned Chen Feiyang and the other two separately, and their stories were all more or less the same.

"Yes, Dad. He just went a little too far with his words..."

Chen Yulong gave a slight nod.

The saying goes that the marketplace is a battlefield, where one wrong move can lead to irreversible ruin. When he received his eldest son’s call, he had been furious. His disappointing younger son had gotten into trouble again, and this time, it was big trouble.

Chen Yulong had lost count of how many times he had to clean up Chen Feiyang’s messes. After every lecture, his son would make empty promises, swearing he would never do it again...

But in the end...

Chen Yulong let out a long sigh.

"Have you finished investigating the person who was with Sicong?"

Hearing this, Chen Feiyu’s expression grew grave. "We’ve only found a tiny bit of information!"

"Hm?" Chen Yulong’s brow furrowed at his words.

After all, the Chen family was one of the most prominent families in Xiangjiang. Investigating someone should have been a simple matter.

"Tell me. What’s his background?"

Chen Feiyu hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly, "Su Chen, 24 years old. He came to Xiangjiang on Sicong’s private jet. It seems Sicong flew him here personally. He owns an investment firm called Yunmengze. A few of his traders came with him to Xiangjiang, and they are currently in a VIP room at Citibank."

"That’s it?" Chen Yulong’s frown deepened.

"Dad, we don’t have much influence on the mainland, so we couldn’t dig up much more. Plus, we’re short on time..." Chen Feiyu quickly explained. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Chen Yulong recalled what Chen Feiyu had said earlier—about how Sicong treated that Su Chen with unusual respect. He knew there was more to this than met the eye.

"Aren’t you on good terms with Sicong? Give him a call and ask."

"At this hour..."

Chen Feiyu was about to say it was too late, but seeing Chen Yulong’s dark expression, he quickly pulled out his phone and called Sicong.

He called three times in a row, but no one answered.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Feiyu was about to dial a fourth time when he received a text message. It was from Sicong.

"Don’t bother calling me. I can only tell you one thing: your entire Chen family combined isn’t enough to play against him. You’d better think hard about how you’re going to apologize tomorrow!"

"This..." Seeing the message, Chen Feiyu was completely stunned.

Chen Yulong, still on the sofa, noticed something was wrong and quickly asked, "Feiyu, what is it?"

"Dad... look!" With an ugly expression, Chen Feiyu handed him the phone.

Taking the phone and reading the message, Chen Yulong began to tremble uncontrollably. He looked at Chen Feiyang kneeling on the floor and roared in fury, "I’ll kill you, you prodigal son!"

He threw the phone aside, stormed into the study, and emerged moments later with a horsewhip. He began to furiously lash Chen Feiyang, who was still kneeling on the floor.

"AHH—Dad... I was wrong... Dad... stop hitting me... Brother, help me..."

His shrill screams echoed through the night in Shallow Bay.

What a scene. A fatherly beating for the ages.

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「Eight in the morning.」

The Peninsula Hotel, Terrace Restaurant!

"Are you really not going to Citibank today?" Sicong asked, looking at Su Chen, who had his head down, eating wontons.

Without looking up, Su Chen replied, "Mm, not going. Since I’ve already given Pei Rang full authority, I should trust him."

"You’re one of a kind. If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t have the guts to do that!" Sicong couldn’t help but marvel. ’Rich people are just built different.’

There was a time when he himself was called rich and willful, but compared to the man before him, the difference was night and day.

"BURP—I’m so full!" Su Chen patted his stomach, a look of satisfaction on his face.

For breakfast, Su Chen had ordered every signature Xiangjiang breakfast dish and had a little taste of each.

He was most satisfied with the pineapple buns and curry fish balls.

"I don’t know what you’re thinking, still at that same place on that same street..."

"Whoa, impressive. I didn’t expect you to be into this kind of old-school song..." Su Chen teased when he heard Sicong’s ringtone.

"Ahem, it’s not necessarily the song I like. It might be the person singing it!"

Sicong smiled, picked up his phone, and after seeing the caller ID, he made a point of showing it to Su Chen.

"Chen Feiyu~"

Su Chen pursed his lips, gesturing for Sicong to answer the call.

"Hey, Feiyu!" Sicong slyly turned on the speakerphone.

Seeing Sicong’s move, Su Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Sicong, I’m not disturbing you, am I?"

"Not at all. I just finished breakfast with Young Master Su. We were about to head back to the room to rest for a bit!" A faint, intriguing smile played on Sicong’s lips.

Hearing that Su Chen was also there, Chen Feiyu fell silent for two or three seconds before saying, "Could you ask Mr. Su if he has a moment? I’d like to pay him a visit."

Sicong looked over at Su Chen, who pondered for a moment before giving a slight nod.

"Alright, come on over. We’ll wait for you in the room!"

After the call ended, Su Chen said nothing, simply standing up and walking toward the elevator. Sicong hurried to follow.

He knew the Chen family was coming to apologize. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have called him so early.

......

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"Dad, do we really have to do this? You know, that’s..." Chen Feiyu said from the passenger seat, a hint of reluctance on his face.

Leaning back against the seat with his eyes closed, Chen Yulong replied, "What other choice is there? An apology requires the right attitude. Even though he said the matter is over, we can’t be clueless."

"Besides, isn’t this also an opportunity for the Chen family? If you can get on his good side, it will benefit our family greatly!"

Indeed, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. Every situation can be viewed from multiple angles; a crisis is also an opportunity.

"I understand, Dad!" Chen Feiyu’s heart stirred as he instantly understood the meaning behind Chen Yulong’s words.

Originally, Chen Yulong had planned to visit Su Chen personally today and, while he was at it, sound him out.

However, early this morning, he received a report from a company executive: an executive from a partner company had arrived in Xiangjiang to discuss a contract renewal.

This company was extremely important to them; thirty percent of the Chen family’s annual revenue came from it. It was a matter that only Chen Yulong could handle personally.

Coincidentally, the executive was also staying at the Peninsula Hotel.

So, the matter of offering an apology... naturally fell onto Chen Feiyu’s shoulders.

As for Chen Feiyang... he had been beaten into the hospital by Chen Yulong last night.