Supreme Violent Young Master

Spring Festival, also known as the close of the year, is the most solemn festival in China. However, China, the country with the largest population in the world, would also carry out a large transfer at this time. According to the statistics, every year, there would be close to 3 billion people moving there. In the span of a month, three billion people had been moving around. That was terrifying. It could be said that no country in the world had such strong organizational strength.    

    

The busybody had once predicted that if China used this terrifying ability on the military, it would take five days to reclaim the south of the kingdom and three days to reclaim the treasure island.    

    

Just as the entire China began their annual great relocation, Chen Yuyang was actually enjoying his first year in the capital.    

    

At the beginning of the year, everyone in the Chen family reunited on Mount Yuquan.    

    

On the first day of the new year, Chen Xinchen and Li Yingwei went to the East Peak Temple to look at the old streets.    

    

On the second day of the new year, he pulled Zhang Hao, Ji Wushuang, Xiao Xiao and Yang Xiaoyun on a one-day trip to the capital.    

    

On the third day of the new year, he paid a visit to a group of elders in the Kyoto Military Sector, and conveniently taught Yudhi a lesson.    

    

On the fourth day of the year, Duanmu Qingyi summoned the beautiful woman and went shopping with her.    

    

On the fifth day of the new year, he would guard the God of Fortune at home.    

    

Sixth day of the new year, which was also the first day after the end of the year. It was still cold outside the gate, and there were no cars passing by. An Arc was parked here, looking rather eye-catching. The closer they got, the clearer the melody became. Slowly floating in the air, gently waving about, Chen Yuyang pushed open the door with a smile on his face.    

    

"Hello, welcome. May I ask how many gentlemen you are?" The clear sound was very melodious. The guests only thought that they were waiters. Their smiles were sincere. Although their sweet looks were not considered devastatingly beautiful, they were still cute people.    

    

Chen Yuyang slightly nodded: "I'm looking for someone!"    

    

As soon as his voice fell, a middle-aged man walked quickly into the inner hall of the Mi He Xuan Hall. He was about forty years old and his figure was skinny. The moment he saw Chen Yuyang, his face immediately lit up with happiness: "Sir, you're here!"    

    

Chen Yuyang looked at him and laughed: "Boss Zhao, business is booming!"    

    

Boss Zhao was stunned for a moment. No one in his store had ever congratulated him on his booming business. However, thinking about the New Year, Chinese people always pay attention to this sort of thing. Boss Zhao laughed and said, "With your blessings, I am only able to keep my store. Please come in sir!"    

    

The two of them walked into the inner hall. At this moment, in the center of the inner hall, there was a girl wearing a qipao quietly playing a zither. Each time she raised her hand, she could feel the elegance. Chen Yuyang slightly nodded towards the girl in the middle of the pond, then heard Boss Zhao's voice: "She is an orphan, and is also a mute. I think she is pitiful and will let her work here, so she can earn some tuition!"    

    

Chen Yuyang nodded and smiled.    

    

The two of them did not walk too far before Boss Zhao spoke with a solemn face and said in a low voice: "Sir, Deng Jiu has been coming frequently over the past few days!"    

    

Boss Zhao thought that Chen Yuyang would be surprised, but Deng Jiu had been trying to come over to drink his tea, causing him to be extremely frightened. He thought that Deng Jiu was here to cause trouble. However, Deng Jiu was very polite when he saw Boss Zhao, he even offered to pass him a cigarette, allowing Boss Zhao to feel a lot more at ease. Boss Zhao had asked Deng Jiu several times what he wanted to do, but Deng Jiu was fine, he just kept smiling.    

    

"I know, he came to find me. Take me to see him!" Chen Yuyang said softly, afraid of interrupting the elegant melody.    

    

Seeing that, Boss Zhao did not say anything, but led the way, bringing Chen Yuyang to a private room. There weren't many guests in the Rising Sun Restaurant, and there weren't even any seats in the room. So it seemed very quiet. Deng Jiu, who had an anxious expression on his face, was sitting in the private room and smoking when the door opened. When Deng Jiu saw Chen Yuyang, he immediately stood up and respectfully said with a hint of flattery: "Mr. Chen, you're here!"    

    

As he spoke, Deng Jiu continued to speak, "Old Zhao, Old Zhao, hurry up and bring out the most expensive tea leaves here.    

    

Boss Zhao hesitated for a moment before closing the door and leaving. From Chen Yuyang's gaze, he could tell that these two lords had something to say. Boss Zhao did not walk far, when Chen Yuyang's soft voice came from inside the room: "Boss Deng, business is booming!"    

    

Deng Jiu gasped for breath: "Mr. Chen, you, just call me Xiao Jiu!"    

    

Chen Yuyang squinted his eyes, he sat down casually, looked at the embarrassed Deng Jiu and said: "Sit!"    

    

Deng Jiu hesitated for a moment, then nervously sat down. He looked at Chen Yuyang with a face full of worship. He could even see a divine light shining from Chen Yuyang's body, "Mr. Chen, you are truly a god. I didn't expect that just a single word from you would cause half of your words to collapse! You are too godly!    

    

"God?" Chen Yuyang laughed coldly: "If I hadn't let him go on purpose, all of the people he had would have stayed in Tianjing Guard!"    

    

"Mr. Chen, you ?" Deng Jiu took a deep breath, a look of fear flashed past his eyes, and he said cautiously: "Mr. Chen, wouldn't it be better to just kill off half of the words here?"    

    

"Is that so?" Chen Yuyang laughed and took out a cigarette. Deng Jiu then took out the fire, and fawningly lit it. Chen Yuyang took a deep breath, then said without batting an eyelid: "It's not like the capital is a family with words, if the words really fall off the stage, do you think your days will go smoothly?"    

    

"This ?" After hesitating for a moment, Deng Jiu said: "Mr. Chen, I, I do not understand what you mean!"    

    

"Have the Three Kingdoms seen it?" Chen Yuyang suddenly asked.    

    

Deng Jiu nodded his head: "Yes, yes!"    

    

"Zhuge Liang, do you know why you let Cao Cao go?"    

    

Deng Jiu nodded at Chen Yuyang's words. Chen Yuyang narrowed his eyes and said, "In the past, the capital was under the control of the Half-word Hall and the First Level House. If the Half-word Hall were to fall, the First Level House would definitely take the opportunity to gather its strength. Leaving half a word of advice here, at least, will be able to cause the First Level House to feel a little fearful, "Mu Xuanyin said in a low voice.    

    

"Then what should I do?" Deng Jiu said.    

    

"Very well, I will provide you with a large amount of money. In this world, money is everything. The money I give you is enough for you to recruit soldiers and buy horses. It is also enough for you to open a club that can fight against the Morning Sun Club. As for what should be done next, that's your own problem. I just need actual control over it! " Chen Yuyang said coldly: "Don't let me down, I don't want someone with no good points!"    

    

Deng Jiu stood up abruptly, and promised: "Mr. Chen, don't worry, I, Deng Jiu, will definitely accomplish something big!"    

    

In the current capital, the era of Lin Mutang and the Verisimilitude Hall was gradually fading away. Lin Mutang had lost almost all of his life's strength in the battle with the Tian Jin Guards. Now that there were only twelve days left, it could be said that he couldn't take any more than himself. Lin Mutang could only hide in the corner and lick his wounds. As Lin Mutang became more and more heroic, every aspect of the capital also started to get restless. They all hoped that they could get a share of this reshuffle.    

    

It could be said that they were evenly matched. But today, it was different, and although Lin Mutang was still there, his First Level House no longer had any reason to be afraid of Lin Mutang, so his First Level House movements had begun to become even more unbridled.    

    

"10 billion is more than enough for you!" Chen Yuyang slowly spoke as he looked at Deng Jiu.    

    

Although Deng Jiu was someone who had seen a big scene before, he was still shocked by the number that came out of Chen Yuyang's mouth. He sat down on the sofa and raised his head with much difficulty. With a dull look on his face, he stuttered, "One, ten billion US Dollars. Mr. Chen, are you joking with me?"    

    

Chen Yuyang snorted, and said disdainfully: "It's just a small number, look at what's scaring you, don't tell me that's all you have!"    

    

Deng Jiu's face immediately flushed red, revealing his shameful expression, he immediately sat on the sofa, pretending to be calm. However, he thought to himself, "Ten billion is an astronomical figure in the eyes of others!" But Deng Jiu did not say it out loud.    

    

Chen Yuyang took out a set of promissory notes from his pocket and said unhurriedly: "Here is 10 billion, you should do some preparations first, and don't be reluctant to spend money. Since you want to set up a clubhouse, then that is the best, you have to have the confidence to surpass Panther and Hua Xia Club!"    

    

Deng Jiu looked at the promissory note on the table, but did not dare take it. He asked hesitantly: "Mr. Chen, you, you really believe me?"    

    

"Nonsense!" Chen Yuyang scoffed, "Don't believe that you will be given so much money?"    

    

When Deng Jiu saw this sum of money, his eyes revealed a hint of greed. However, this thought was quickly extinguished by him, causing Chen Yuyang to laugh: "I'm not afraid that you will swallow this money, if you swallow this money, you will at most become a rich person. "If you can do something for me in peace, I can guarantee that you will have much more assets in five years, and that your social status will be very different!"    

    

"Yes yes yes, thank you Mr. Chen, thank you Mr. Chen!" Deng Jiu would definitely sacrifice everything! I will not refuse it even if it costs me my life! " Deng Jiu said with an indescribable expression of gratitude.    

    

Deng Jiu had been around for most of his life now, and although he was nicknamed the Ninth Elder, he was just a gambler for others to see. Deng Jiu was a bit loyal, a bit angry, and a bit ambitious. Now, he finally met someone who could understand him and trust him. It could be said that the value of being acknowledged and appreciated by others far exceeded the value of the promissory note on the table.    

    

"Since that's the case, why aren't you accepting the money!" Chen Yuyang smiled slightly.    

    

Deng Jiu did not hesitate, he kept the promissory note in his pocket and said with a serious face: "Sir Chen, don't worry, I will live up to your tutelage and turn your club into the most luxurious, most elegant club in the entire capital!"    

    

Chen Yuyang raised a finger and laughed: "Not my club, but ours!"    

    

"Yes, yes, yes. It's our club!" Deng Jiu said with a smile on his face.