Chapter 47

Bai Haijun patted Zhu Zhijun on the back, calming him down, and carefully looked at Zhao Zhiqiang, as well as Zhao Tiejun, who was beaten into a pig's head on the ground.

Zhao Zhiqiang gently patted the swollen face and smiled, "Old Four, you need to be decent. You can't just take things by force. Look at who you're dealing with. Zhu Zhijun's family is so poor. Is it easy for his father to collect scrap? You still have the nerve to eye his stuff. In the past, you were a jerk, but at least you were human. Now, you're just a damn scumbag, not even human!" He reached into the box that Mei Jun had brought and pulled out 20,000 yuan, throwing it at Zhao Tiejun's face.

"Go to the hospital and get treated. You have important things to do tomorrow, remember to go to the village committee early to receive the task!" Zhao Zhiqiang threw 20,000 yuan onto Zhao Tiejun's chest.

Shaking his head, this kind of opponent...

Zhu Zhijun had regained some of his senses, staring dumbly at Zhao Zhiqiang and the box of cash on the table, surrounded by so many people. When Strong Brother spoke, he didn't even speak...

Bai Haijun, the boss of the venue, Bai Laohu. It seemed he had also been beaten?

President Mei, who was always elusive and never seen, stood by the table, looking very cautious.

All the once arrogant little minions didn't dare to make a sound, their heads lowered... What was going on?

Strong Brother?

His gaze swept around and returned to his old elementary and high school buddies.

Looking at the tall and thin guy, he felt as if something had pushed him back. After just two glances, he felt ashamed and lowered his head.

"Sorry, Zhiqiang, for troubling you to come and pick me up so late." Zhu Zhijun's shame only lasted two seconds. Then he knew his situation had changed, absolutely changed. Having been in the casino for a long time, he knew what it meant to be on a roll, to have a stroke of luck.

He walked unsteadily to Zhao Tiejun's side and kicked him hard!

"Damn you, for tricking me!"

He kicked Zhao Tiejun until he was out of breath.

After beating Zhao Tiejun, he walked to the yellow-haired guy among the minions.

"Show off now, show off! I'll f*** your grandma, Huang San, get down on your knees!"

Seeing Huang San not kneeling, Zhu Zhijun kicked him!

Bang!

Huang San was kicked to the ground.

Huang San wanted to resist, but he saw the cold gleam in Mei Jun's eyes and didn't have the nerve... He let the crazed Zhu Zhijun beat him up, soon bleeding from his nose, arm, and face.

Zhao Zhiqiang watched without any expression...

Jin Mingzhe completely ignored what was happening here. As long as he found Zhao Zhiqiang, the boss wouldn't say anything even if he tore the place apart.

Mei Jun knew that Zhu Zhijun had been bullied badly, and this was revenge. The Zhao family deserved it.

Bai Haijun felt a bit uneasy. Would that mad dog come and beat him too? That would be too embarrassing.

Zhu Zhijun beat everyone who had beaten him, feeling refreshed and returning to Zhao Zhiqiang.

"Zhiqiang, thanks."

Zhao Zhiqiang handed him the document and smiled, "Xiaojun, tear this up. Is there anything else they have?"

"It's just... I was tricked out of 30,000 yuan on the table, and I borrowed 120,000 yuan in high-interest loans from them. This is the IOU they forced me to sign." He tore the paper to shreds!

Mei Jun's eyes narrowed, then he bowed and apologized, "Sir, I am Mei Jun. On behalf of the Jinzun Entertainment City, I apologize to you. All your losses will be compensated tenfold. The high-interest loans are invalid. Zhao Tiejun is no longer part of Jinzun. Rest assured, there will be no further trouble with high-interest loans. — Bai Haijun?"

Bai Haijun quickly represented the entertainment city, vowing that there would be no more trouble and that all minions involved in this incident would be dismissed from Jinzun.

Zhao Tiejun, beaten by Zhu Zhijun, didn't dare to make a sound, limping out with Huang San and others.

Zhu Zhijun felt extremely satisfied, and Zhao Zhiqiang smiled without a word.

...

"Strong Brother, did you make a fortune?" Zhu Zhijun asked happily.

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, "No, I'm still the same."

Turning to Jin Mingzhe, he said, "Mr. Jin, President Mei, and President Bai, let's call it a day. Thank you."

Zhu Zhijun's eyes darted around, "Hehe, Zhiqiang, you don't know yet, but Jinzun Hotel is one of the best places in Binhai. This entertainment city is better than Tian Shang Ren Jian. Don't just end it here. Come, let's play a few rounds! Oh, right, President Mei, you said tenfold compensation. Bring the money. I'll go play with my brothers. They have VIP rooms here, and you can bet thousands in one round, hehe, it's very exciting—oh, and bring two pretty girls!"

He noticed that these people seemed to be very afraid of Zhao Zhiqiang, and his courage had already risen. Now he was a bit too excited.

President Mei, though unhappy, kept a calm face and waved his hand, "Someone, give this gentleman 300,000 yuan in chips. Mr. Zhao..." He wasn't sure if Zhao Zhiqiang would enter the venue again, so he looked at him questioningly.

Zhao Zhiqiang wouldn't enter the venue again. He smiled, "Xiaojun, it's late today. I have things to do tomorrow. Let's do it another day. Don't play anymore. Take the money from President Mei and go home. I'm sure your mother is very worried. Let's go."

With this statement, Mei Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "Sure enough, this high-level person is here for Zhao Tiejun, that scumbag! Over ten million yuan... Not to mention the hidden losses. If the boss finds out, he won't know how to handle it. I might as well report it to the boss directly."

"Alright, I'll book a suite for you two at the hotel. It's almost six. Rest here and have breakfast. How about it, Mr. Zhao?" He turned to the front desk manager, "Quickly, exchange Mr. Zhao's chips and send the money. What are you standing there for! Mr. Zhao, this is just a small token of our appreciation for today's poor service. I promise, if you like it, you can come anytime. We'll provide you with chips starting from five million. Here is the Supreme Card."

Jin Mingzhe thought Zhao Zhiqiang liked gambling and also persuaded him, "Mr. Zhao, take it. Although it's not the boss's intention, I'm sure he would come to accompany you if he knew you were here. Hehe, treat this place like your home. Don't be shy, President Mei, bring out the two girls you have hidden... " His eyes flashed, commanding without anger.

Zhu Zhijun was stunned!

Heaven...

The Supreme Card!

Looking at the large box of money on the table, that was just a token...

And he saw the beautiful girl holding a pile of chips, which must have been worth hundreds of thousands. How much did Zhiqiang win? Did he become a gambling king?

Bai Haijun quickly helped with the arrangements, leaving with a fawning smile, completely different from his initial arrogant and wealthy demeanor.

Zhao Zhiqiang didn't take the Supreme Card, saying calmly, "No need to trouble. I can't take the money. I'll take my leave. Goodbye."

He pulled Zhu Zhijun, who was still trying to take the box, out the door. At the front desk, after a moment, Xiao Li and the front desk manager handed him a black gold card, "First time 4 million, second time 7.1 million. The card now has 11.1023 million yuan."

Even the front desk manager was puzzled. Why did the black gold card originally have so little money? Compared to today's deposit, it was just a small fraction—apparently, what capable people do, ordinary people can't really understand...

No one dared to go against Zhao Zhiqiang's wishes.

President Mei thought, "He's not here to win money. He didn't even look at the five million in cash. Tsk tsk, truly a high-level person." He didn't know that the high-level person Jin Mingzhe was talking about was completely different from what he was thinking.

Jin Mingzhe believed that Zhao Zhiqiang wasn't short of money. According to the boss, he was a truly exceptional person in the country. Was he short of a few million? Nonsense. But he didn't have the authority to distribute money. He felt that Mei Jun had given too little and needed to report this to the boss.

Bai Haijun could only marvel. He had no idea how Zhao Tiejun had offended this ruthless person, who even made Brother Jin act like a subordinate?

Xiao Li regretted not inviting this small man to have a good time before he entered the venue...

Zhu Zhijun, with his eyes gleaming with excitement, followed Zhao Zhiqiang, feeling increasingly self-important. It seemed he had become as powerful as the sky, walking out of Jinzun Entertainment City with a 300,000 yuan box in his hand, tightly gripping it, thinking about Strong Brother's card with over ten million yuan!

Over ten million yuan... Strong Brother, I'll follow you from now on.

Under the personal escort of Mei Jun, Jin Mingzhe, and Bai Haijun, Zhao Zhiqiang got into the old Pusan car, which belched a cloud of black smoke and drove away!

"Really low-key." Jin Mingzhe and Mei Jun wiped the black soot from their faces, almost simultaneously muttering to themselves.

PS: Thanks to all the bros for your support. Thanks to Brother Xiaopang and Suiyu333 for your generous support.

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