Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 593 -593: Raising a Star (16)

Chapter 593 -593: Raising a Star (16)

“Chuzheng sister, it’s, it’s Brother Wang.”

Liang Xi could barely make out the person surrounded by reporters, their nose and eyes almost wrinkled into one.

“Why would Brother Wang be here? Didn’t Sister Lan tell him to rest at home…”

Why was Feng Wang here?

The reporters were also curious.

Feng Wang stood in the middle, he neither answered nor left.

The man still wore a loose hooded sweatshirt, the hood drawn up, revealing only a few strands of hair.

Hands stuffed in the sweatshirt pocket, wearing a black mask, he stood there, lazily.

The scene somewhat resembled a bunch of monkeys surrounding a robot.

Hearing the question of why he was there, Feng Wang’s eyebrows even twitched slightly. He pulled down the black mask from his face and let it hang off his chin, his stunning beauty suddenly exposed under the spotlight.

“Because my patron is here. I came here, any problems?” Feng Wang said arrogantly, “Are you not happy to see I have a patron?”

Reporter: “…”

There are plenty of people with patrons!

But you’re the first to be this arrogant about it.

It’s not exactly something to be proud of, is there a need to be this gleefully arrogant?

However, everyone knew that no matter the time or place, Feng Wang was always flaunting the fact that he had a patron.

“Mr. Feng, could you comment on the assault allegation…”

“Excuse me, please make way.” Someone pushed through next to Feng Wang, grabbing him and starting to walk out: “Sorry, our Brother Feng is not giving any interviews, please step aside.”

However, the reporters wouldn’t have it.

They blocked their path completely.

Feng Wang’s assistant, alone, simply couldn’t get Feng Wang out.

Especially since Feng Wang seemed to want to brag about his patron and wasn’t very cooperative.

The assistant looked at him pleadingly, begging him not to speak carelessly—Sister Lan is going to kill someone!

Just when the assistant didn’t know what to do, several security guards suddenly came out from the club and helped to separate the reporters.

The assistant tried to lead Feng Wang away, but the reporters had blocked the outside, so he could only bring Feng Wang back inside the club.

“Liang Xi.” The assistant saw Liang Xi and was a bit surprised: “What are you doing here too?”

Liang Xi nodded towards the club’s front desk: “Our Sister Chuzheng is over there…”

Liang Xi glanced at Feng Wang out of the corner of her eye and immediately turned into a quail.

“Brother Wang.”

Because of the previous shoving and crowding, Feng Wang’s mask had slipped down to his chin; he took it off and stuffed it into his sweatshirt pocket.

After doing this, he finally looked towards the front desk.

A person dressed like a club manager was speaking to a girl, treading carefully as if she was some important figure.

“Feng Wang.”

The scene in front of Feng Wang was interrupted by someone.

Feng Wang raised an eyebrow at the newcomer: “Fang Li, what a coincidence.”

Fang Li was quite good-looking, wearing white casual clothes, his hair the hard-to-pull-off granny gray, his face lacking the sharp angles of a man, instead, it retained the softness of a youth.

“No coincidence.” The hostility in Fang Li’s tone was significant: “Did you come here today to deliberately get in my way again?”

It was like that last time.

He’d almost finalized the deal when Feng Wang popped up from nowhere, and in the blink of an eye, he was knocked out of the running.

And it was the same today.

It wasn’t intentional, Feng Wang barely knew Fang Li’s name in reverse.

“Fang Li you think too highly of yourself, do you really think you’re worth my personal involvement?” Feng Wang was even more arrogant, the atmosphere between the two men instantly becoming tense.

“Heh…” Fang Li scoffed with disdain: “On what do you rely? You’re just backed by someone.”

Feng Wang brazenly admitted it, his expression full of arrogance: “Yeah. I’ve got someone backing me, what can you do about it?”

“…”

Fang Li barely restrained himself from hitting the man.

“Yeah, we can’t compare with you.” Fang Li held back his anger, his voice dripping with sarcasm: “After all, you just have to lie down and stick your ass out, we all have to rely on our own efforts.”

Feng Wang glanced at him, not seeming bothered, “If you’re not convinced, you can do it too. That way, you won’t have to work so hard, just lie there and count your money.”

“I’m not as shameless as you.”

“That’s true.” Feng Wang looked at him with eyes that resembled how a market-goer sizes up pork, “With your looks, you definitely can’t do as well as me. I snagged a sugar daddy with my own skills, what’s there to be unconvinced about?”

Fang Li: “…”

“Feng Wang!”

“What, you want to fight?”

Fang Li’s assistant held him back.

Having a brawl in public, Feng Wang, this shameless person, isn’t afraid of being smeared, but they are different.

Fang Li, gritting his teeth, “Feng Wang, with your crappy acting skills, aren’t you afraid of getting burned with this role, ending up lambasted by everyone!”

Feng Wang, with his hands in his pockets, “I have so many scandals, I don’t care about one more.”

Fang Li: “…”

There’s really no reasoning with this kind of person.

With Fang Li knowing he can’t win the argument, and a fight out of the question, he had no choice but to leave crestfallen.

The reporters were still blocking the outside; as soon as Fang Li went out, he was surrounded by them.

“Aren’t you leaving? Waiting for the reporters to come back and chase you?”

Feng Wang’s gaze then fell on Chuzheng, who had her hair tied up, revealing her smooth forehead and cheeks, looking neat and handsome.

“Little junior sister, what are you doing here?” Feng Wang eyed her, his expression indecipherable between pleasure and displeasure, “Little junior sister isn’t stalking me, is she?”

Chuzheng: “…”

Bastard, can I kill him?

[Miss, feel free.] King’s Account has transcended.

Anyway, it’s not the one that has to rewind.

Chuzheng left from the back of the clubhouse.

“Are you asking your sugar daddy to beat me up?” Chuzheng coldly retorted.

Who exactly is the sugar daddy of the Good Person Card!!

She really wanted to see for herself!

“Little junior sister stalking me proves my charm, but hitting a woman isn’t very nice… However, little junior sister shouldn’t fall for me too much, because my sugar daddy gets very jealous.”

Feng Wang said this with great naturalness.

Clearly, he had learned it by heart.

He’d pull out the sugar daddy card at every opportunity.

As if he feared the whole world didn’t know he had a sugar daddy, “Don’t mess with me; my sugar daddy is awfully formidable.”

Chuzheng: “…”

Wait until I find your sugar daddy, first I’ll finish them off, then break your legs!

Chuzheng suppressed the rage in her heart.

Calmly, she left from another direction.

Feng Wang put on his mask and took the initiative to follow her, his assistant and Liang Xi quickly followed suit.

Chuzheng’s car had been brought to the staff exit by the clubhouse workers.

The assistant reminded Feng Wang, “Brother Feng, our car can’t get through here.” Someone was guarding their car; if the staff went to fetch it, they would surely be chased down.

“Little junior sister wouldn’t mind giving me a lift, right?” Feng Wang had one foot in the car when he politely asked Chuzheng.

Chuzheng glanced at him, “I mind.”

Feng Wang, “It’s okay, your senior brother doesn’t mind.”

Chuzheng: “…”

It always feels like there’s something odd! Just dump him halfway through!

Daring to confront me, do you think I’m easy to bully?! Even with a Good Person Card, it won’t work!

I am a principled good person!

Liang Xi took the initiative to drive, with Chuzheng and Feng Wang sitting in the back, and the assistant had no choice but to take the front seat.