Chapter 1711 - 1651: Kun City Family Disciples (Part 2)

Chapter 1711 -1651: Kun City Family Disciples (Part 2)

Think back to those times, if anyone dared to provoke him, he’d puff up his chest and say loudly: “Zhou Xiyun is my elder brother, do you want me to get my brother to have a word with you?”

And the other party would definitely be scared and obedient as a grandson, listening to whatever he said.

Zhou Xiyun was quite satisfied with Kang Xiaohui’s reaction, hands clasped behind his back, putting on an arrogant demeanor, saying: “Alright, taking care of them is simple. Just one word from me and they won’t be working here anymore.”

Kang Xiaohui nodded repeatedly, saying: “Yes, yes, a single word from Young Master Zhou is more effective than anything.” As he spoke, he saw President Meng enter the hall and head straight toward Song Xiaodong and his group. He immediately said angrily: “I swear, it’s that President Meng. He had agreed to cooperate with me, but I don’t know how he ended up getting involved with those guys.”

Zhou Xiyun waved his hand, saying: “Let’s go, we’ll head over.”

The group walked straight up to Song Xiaodong and his group. As soon as President Meng saw Zhou Xiyun and Wang Bing, he quickly said: “Young Master Zhou, Young Master Wang, you’re here early.”

Zhou Xiyun waved nonchalantly and said: “President Meng, I heard you want to find someone to collaborate on a bike-sharing project. My brother Kang Xiaohui wants to work with you. What do you think?”

Chapter 1652

President Meng’s expression instantly froze.

Although he couldn’t figure out why Wang Cong and Liu Caiyou went to Room One to dine that day, he always felt there was something unusual about it, so his preference was to collaborate with Wang Cong and Liu Caiyou.

But now Zhou Xiyun was standing up for Kang Xiaohui, and behind Zhou Xiyun stood the famous Zhou Family of Kun City.

President Meng had some power, with assets worth about two hundred million, making him a magnate, but compared to the Zhou Family, it was nothing.

Even though Zhou Xiyun was young, he was still a member of the Zhou Family, and if President Meng didn’t give him face, he could cause trouble for him in the future.

No matter how mysterious Wang Cong and his team seemed, they could not surpass the Zhou Family, could they?

“Heh…” President Meng laughed, easing his stiff face, letting the smile come naturally, and said: “Young Master Zhou, with your word, how could it not be possible?”

“President Meng!”

Wang Cong and Liu Caiyou exclaimed. Just moments ago, President Meng had been discussing cooperation with them, clearly very interested, and now he suddenly changed his tune, leaving them completely dumbfounded.

Kang Xiaohui, smugly, said: “Can’t you understand? President Meng wants to collaborate with me. Right, President Meng?”

President Meng had already made up his mind, wanting to show himself in front of Zhou Xiyun as well. With a stern face, he said: “Xiaohui is right. I’ve been comparing and hesitating between you, but now with Young Master Zhou involved, I will definitely work with Xiaohui.”

Liu Caiyou urgently said: “President Meng, you should reconsider. In terms of experience in this industry and a mature team, he’s no match for us.”

President Meng waved his hand and said: “These things can be cultivated, and your so-called advantages are insignificant.”

Wang Cong and Liu Caiyou realized that Kang Xiaohui had brought in Zhou Xiyun, changing President Meng’s attitude entirely. This kind of networking disadvantage was really hard to overcome.

Kang Xiaohui sarcastically said: “You out-of-town kids should just go back to where you came from. This is Kun City. Competing with me for business is simply dreaming.”

Wang Cong and Liu Caiyou’s faces were dark, fists clenched, itching to beat Kang Hui.

“What, you want to hit me?” Kang Xiaohui said with a grin: “If you’re brave enough, try it. I’m Young Master Zhou’s little brother. If you lay a hand on me, you won’t know how you died tomorrow. Right, Young Master Zhou?”

Zhou Xiyun couldn’t undermine Kang Xiaohui at this time and said leisurely: “Of course. Doing business here requires knowing how to deal with people.” Saying this, his gaze turned to Feng Kexin and Qi Lanqin.

Song Xiaodong frowned immediately. Perhaps Wang Cong and Liu Caiyou didn’t understand the meaning behind Zhou Xiyun’s words, but he certainly did.

You want to do business here? Then send these two beauties my way.

Many don’t know how to offer timely help, but it seems like most are skilled at kicking someone when they’re down. At that moment, President Meng said nonchalantly: “Initially, I wanted to bring you here to show you around, but since I’m no longer working with you, I can’t take you in.”

Kang Xiaohui’s eyes lit up, and he immediately said arrogantly: “So you wanted to attend this banquet? Let me tell you, the standards here are very high. All the important people are here, not just any random cat or dog can get in. Originally, you might have snuck in to make some connections, but now you can’t even get in, haha! With people like you, you don’t even have the qualifications to enter. Here’s my advice: there’s a bar across the street. Go have a drink there, and once you’re drunk, all your worries will be gone.”

“That’s not necessarily true.” Song Xiaodong said calmly.

Kang Xiaohui looked at Song Xiaodong dismissively and said: “Who do you think you are? Is this the place for you to show off? Now that President Meng isn’t taking you in, you still want to get in? Dream on!”

Feng Kexin couldn’t bear it any longer. Although Song Xiaodong hadn’t said anything, she held back, but now she had no qualms, and said coldly: “Who do you think you are? Just a clown. Who decides whether we can get in or not?”

Kang Xiaohui’s eyes widened in anger: “Little girl, sharp-tongued, if you can get in, I’ll write my name ‘Kang’ backward.”

Feng Kexin said disdainfully: “What does writing ‘Kang’ backward have to do with me?”

Kang Xiaohui fumed: “You… if you can get in, Laozi will crawl on the ground like a dog.”

“That’s more interesting.” Feng Kexin glanced at Kang Xiaohui and said: “You said it. I’ll remember that.”

“What if I did? Do you actually think you’re somebody? I’ll stand at the gate and block you from getting in.”

Song Xiaodong said calmly: “Alright, we’ll be waiting to hear you bark like a dog.” Then he turned and left.

Feng Kexin and Qi Lanqin quickly followed. Wang Cong, Liu Caiyou, and Zhao Xiaofei were at a loss, so they could only follow Song Xiaodong’s lead and leave.

“There are many clowns in this world; it makes me sick.” Feng Kexin shook her head with a look of helplessness.

Qi Lanqin said with understanding: “This world is full of such people. I’ve encountered many myself.” Her days had been tougher than Feng Kexin’s.

Feng Kexin said: “I’m definitely making that guy bark like a dog later. Otherwise, I won’t be able to let this go.”

Zhao Fei’er said cautiously: “Lanqin, are we really going in?”

Qi Lanqin nodded: “Of course. We’ve been ridiculed so much, not going in would be too embarrassing.”

Wang Cong said: “But… for this level of a banquet, without someone taking us, we can’t get in at all!”

Zhao Fei’er suddenly brightened up, saying: “Right, that Boss Lin— Song Xiaodong, can’t you let him take us in?”

Song Xiaodong shook his head: “In a place like this, he probably wouldn’t come himself.”

Zhao Fei’er said anxiously: “Then how will we get in? Are we really going to sneak in?”

Feng Kexin chuckled: “How could that be possible? When we go in, we go in openly and honestly.”