Chapter 123 — A Father and His Son of the Zhong Family [Monthly Tickets — Can I Have Some, Please? A New Chapter Is Up! Tang Zhi Asks: Got Any Monthly Tickets...]
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Zhong Fabai had moved through the underworld half in the dark and half in the light, so naturally he understood brotherly loyalty. Thus, over Zhong Yongliang getting even for a brother, he did not fly into too great a rage; he merely cursed his son out and told him to stop meddling in other people's affairs.
"Do you have any idea that this time you nearly ruined a good thing of mine? You put my right-hand man, Black Panther, behind bars—and I doubt he'll be out for years. Lucky for us he doesn't know much, otherwise..." Zhong Fabai snorted. "Remember this. Your first and foremost task at school is to hook that little tart Gu Mengyao. Nothing else is to be on your mind. Is that understood?"
"I understand, Dad. I'll do my best," Zhong Yongliang hastily assured him.
"Mm... Once you've got Gu Mengyao in hand, your father won't have to look to your uncle's moods anymore." Zhong Fabai patted Zhong Yongliang on the shoulder. "All right, off you go. Make haste—get the rice cooked before that old fox Gu Pengzhan catches on, or it'll be too late."
Zhong Fabai was no fool. He did have some influence in Songshan City, but compared to Gu Pengzhan, he was far outmatched. If Gu Pengzhan were openly recruiting a son-in-law, he would certainly never take a liking to Zhong Yongliang. So Zhong Fabai told his son to strike first and gain the upper hand.
Zhong Yongliang meekly agreed to his father's words. Though he hated Wei Zhao bitterly in his heart, with his father refusing to support him, Zhong Yongliang truly could not do anything to Wei Zhao on his own. But if his father backed him fully, if he brought a whole squad of security guards from the nightclub, Zhong Yongliang refused to believe that Wei Zhao's two fists could beat four hands—and even if they could beat four, what about ten? Twenty? He refused to believe the man could be beaten to death.
Wei Zhao, I'll let you off for now. Once I've hooked Gu Mengyao and my father is pleased enough to put his men at my disposal, that will be the day you die. Zhong Yongliang thought resentfully...
Unwilling as he was, he could only swallow it down and see if he could devise some small trouble to give Wei Zhao, just to disgust him a little. So long as it was not a direct confrontation, Wei Zhao would never suspect him...
"Yaoyao..." Zhong Yongliang dashed forward a couple of steps and chased after her.
"Yaoyao-jie, the fly's back again... See, I told you—if you'd just flown off together with Chewing Gum Bro sooner, you wouldn't have all this trouble..." Shen Yushu said with a grin, pointing behind her.
Gu Mengyao rolled her eyes and turned around with a hint of exasperation. "Zhong Yongliang, are you deaf?"
Zhong Yongliang was stunned. Why would Gu Mengyao suddenly call him deaf? What was going on? He had been the one calling out to her—why was she saying that about herself?
"Yaoyao... what do you mean? What do you mean, deaf?" Zhong Yongliang was baffled.
"Last time, at the school gate, you called me Yaoyao, and I told you then—don't call me Yaoyao, call me by my full name... So I can only conclude that either there's something wrong with your intelligence and your comprehension is poor, or you really are deaf," Gu Mengyao said.
Being mocked so scornfully by Gu Mengyao, Zhong Yongliang's expression immediately turned ugly. He cursed inwardly: You little wench, so what if you were born a bit prettier and come from a better family? Once I've won you over, heh heh, just you wait and see how I'll deal with you.
But since he hadn't won her over yet, Zhong Yongliang naturally kept his face pleasant and his manner fawning. "Heh heh, isn't my uncle a colleague of Uncle Chu's? That makes us family friends of a sort, so I thought calling you Yaoyao would sound a bit more intimate..."
"Oh, then call me whatever you like..." Gu Mengyao really could not be bothered with him anymore.