The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

122: Chapter 122: Trouble Arrives?

122: Chapter 122: Trouble Arrives?

The people didn’t dare to speak because they had just looked down on Lin Qingmeng and Su Changfeng.

“Rong Fei’er, does your face hurt?” Lin Qingmeng smiled as she looked at Rong Fei’er.

Rong Fe’er’s hands were trembling with anger.

If she had known it would turn out like this, she wouldn’t have let Zhou Lei play the piano.

Just the Ferrari alone would have been enough to make these people envious for a long time.

Now, she’s left with no way out.

“She just looks a bit like him, that’s all.

Who can tell if this person is the real Little Prince?

Maybe he’s just pretending too?” Rong Fei’er explained.

“Also pretending?” Lin Qingmeng chuckled and said, “It seems now you admit Zhou Lei is faking it?

Why are you doing this?

Could it be just to have everyone envy you, and you enjoy that?

That’s really vulgar.”

“You…” Rong Fei’er gnashed her teeth, pointing at Lin Qingmeng.

“What are you you-ing about?

I don’t want to argue with you much, but people as vain as you disgust me!” Lin Qingmeng pulled Tang Qiulu back to her seat.

Rong Fe’er’s entire body was trembling with rage.

At the class reunion, for the first time, she lost face, and Lin Qingmeng had the nerve to leave her with none!

“Don’t get angry with such people, darling.

I’ll get my uncle to send a few people over.

Later, make them kneel and apologize to you.” Zhou Lei said.

Rong Fei’er slowly exhaled and said venomously, “I want to see Lin Qingmeng lose all her face, along with Tang Qiulu and that Su Changfeng!”

Zhou Lei smiled and said, “No problem.

You know what kind of person my uncle is, have you forgotten?

Today, those three won’t get away with this!”

After leaving the hall, Zhou Lei headed directly to Zhou Chao’s office.

Zhou Chao, in his forties, had a shiny bald head.

Those who were closer to him called him Zhou Guangdan, but normally, people didn’t dare to use that nickname.

Although Zhou Chao didn’t have much power in Hai City, he had a wide network of connections, so anyone who sought trouble with Zhou Chao usually didn’t end well.

Zhou Chao was heavily involved in the orchard incident three years ago.

Back then, nobody knew how many orchards had opened, but the entire industry chain collapsed inexplicably, and nobody knew why.

“Uncle.” As Zhou Lei entered the office, the secretary, who was dressed provocatively and kneeling before Zhou Chao under the desk, stood up and walked out.

Even when interrupted, Zhou Chao didn’t get angry because he valued Zhou Lei very much—not just because Zhou Lei was his nephew, but because he hoped Zhou Lei would take over his position.

He didn’t want it to be this way, but now he had no option to have children of his own, so he treated Zhou Lei as his son.

“You brat, you still remember to come and see me,” Zhou Chao said with a smile.

“Uncle, what are you saying?

I’m here, of course I have to come see you,” Zhou Lei said.

“Does Rong Fei’er like that car?

If she does, just give it to her,” Zhou Chao asked.

Zhou Lei was thrilled inside.

He initially just wanted to borrow the car but didn’t expect Zhou Lei to give it to them.

“Thank you, Uncle.

Rong Fei’er loves it, and she’ll be very happy if she finds out.”

“If she’s happy, that’s good.

If you have kids together in the future, I can even give you this place,” Zhou Chao said.

The value of this place was quite remarkable, with a monthly net profit of tens of thousands.

If it were given to them, they wouldn’t need to work anymore, never having to worry or stress about money again.

Zhou Lei hadn’t planned on this initially, but now that Zhou Chao said it, he’s planning to start working on having kids tonight when he gets home!

“You’ve always been so good to me, Uncle, even more so than my father,” Zhou Lei said with a smile.

“Since I have no children of my own, of course, I’d treat you as my own son.

Now, tell me why you’re here, you brat.

You wouldn’t come by without a reason,” Zhou Chao asked.

“Hehe.” Zhou Lei chuckled awkwardly and said, “Can I borrow a couple of guys from you, Uncle?”

“Women?” Zhou Chao asked with a frown.

“No, not that, men, your guys.” Zhou Lei recounted what had just happened, emphasizing how Lin Qingmeng humiliated Rong Fei’er.

After hearing what Zhou Lei said, Zhou Chao was enraged, slamming the table and saying, “What did you say?

Someone dared to embarrass Fei’er?”

“Those people know you’re my uncle, but they still don’t give me any face.

That’s why I came to ask for your help.

It’s no big deal between me and Rong Fei’er, but your reputation must be upheld,” Zhou Lei said.

“You go ahead; I’ll send people over in a while,” Zhou Chao replied coldly.

“Alright.”

When Zhou Lei returned, Rong Fei’er quickly approached him and asked, “How did it go?

Will your uncle step in?”

“He’ll not only help you but also gave you that Ferrari.

He won’t just sit by and let us be bullied,” Zhou Lei said with a smile.

Rong Fei’er sneered coldly, looked at Tang Qiulu and the others, and said, “Hmph, try to go against me.

Soon, my uncle will take action, and you all will kneel and apologize to me!

You’re just dogs and don’t even know how much your masters weigh.

Just some low-ranking woman from the Tang Family and a useless person dare to provoke me!”

During lunch, Su Changfeng found an excuse to say he was going to the restroom but instead decided to meet Zhou Chao.

Given what happened earlier, Zhou Lei wouldn’t let it slide.

Su Changfeng didn’t want the hassle, so he planned to have Zhou Chao settle the matter.

Three years ago, Zhou Chao wasn’t lucky but had indeed benefited.

Like Feng Bin, he was also favored by Su Changfeng, which allowed him to reach his current position.

Upon arriving in Hai City, Su Changfeng’s first priority was networking and building influence.

Feng Bin managed the gray areas, while Zhou Chao set up a network of connections in Hai City, ready for Su Changfeng’s needs.

In the years Su Changfeng lay low in the Su Family, he deeply understood a truth: to have wealth, one must have connections and influence.

Once you have some money, use it to build stronger influence and connect with high-ranking individuals, then repeat this cycle to gradually grow stronger.

Shortly after Su Changfeng left, some people who looked like thugs arrived.

Seeing them, Rong Fei’er’s expression turned more sinister as she said to Zhou Lei, “Even if Tang Qiulu is married, those guys are still obsessed with her, knowing full well she hasn’t given herself to that Su Changfeng guy.

Can you have these people ruin Tang Qiulu for me?”