Chapter 95

After hearing the time and place, Li Chaoren added, "You can't not come; I'll be waiting for you at the entrance!"

Furen laughed dryly, "Waiting for me at the entrance? Uncle Li, that's not necessary, is it?"

"Why not?" Li Chaoren countered, "In any case, I'll wait until you come!" After saying this, he hung up the phone without waiting for Furen to argue further.

Furen was speechless and helpless. To be honest, making a fortune quietly was the right way, a habit he had developed in the cycle space. He was genuinely not interested in social gatherings.

Just as he was thinking, his phone rang again. Furen looked and saw it was a call from the ancient elf.

"Hey, Black Girl, what's up?"

"Lao Fei, you, you should take back the credit card you gave me!"

"Why?" Furen asked curiously.

"How can the limit on this card be in US dollars? It's too much!" the ancient elf said urgently, "I, I can't use that much money!"

"Nonsense! Take the card and keep it, what's there to pick and choose about?" Furen pretended to be angry, "Besides, it's a Citibank card; would it make sense for it to be in yen?"

"But, but this..."

"No buts, that's it. I have things to do, I'll come see you when I have time!"

After hanging up, Furen instructed Xingzi, "The ancient elf needs one or two people to look after her. Have Hikari from Koshi bring a few people over."

"Sure, Master!" Xingzi bowed, "I'll call Hikari right away."

It must be said that the seven major dark acupoints Furen knew were quite powerful. Any one of them could be fatal. Of course, "fatal" here does not mean simple physical death, but being controlled and having one's life at the mercy of others.

For example, the定点穴 (Dingming point) Furen used in the Guangjing Street heist could make the bandits unable to move, ultimately dying with blood flowing from all seven orifices. Another example is the泻冥穴 (Xieming point) and昏睡冥穴 (Hunshui point) Furen used on Black Girl. Yet another example is the洗脑冥穴 (Xinao point) Furen used on Xingzi and the other Japanese girls. Different dark acupoints have different effects, and the techniques for needling them also vary, as well as the duration of control.

A few years ago, Furen's own strength was only half of what it is now, and the only people he could completely control with the Xinao point were some teenage girls around fourteen or fifteen years old. Even for Xingzi and the other Japanese girls, whose strength was only about one-tenth of Furen's, it took him a full hundred days, six hours each day, of continuous needling to completely brainwash them and have them under his complete control. Although they still had independent thinking, they would do anything for Furen, no matter how dangerous.

Because of this, Furen trusted Xingzi and the others much more than others, so when there were public matters, he often entrusted them to handle them. As for the secret matters, besides hiring hitmen and mercenaries, Furen also recruited a group of capable people in Europe and America to do his bidding. However, these people only knew of a person named Furen but had never seen him in person. Of course, if something couldn't be handled either publicly or secretly, Furen would have to take action himself.

Not long after, Xingzi finished her call and reported, "Master, Hikari and three others have booked a flight from Koshi this afternoon!"

"Have Sakura pick them up at the airport, and you take care of the arrangements!" Furen instructed casually, "Hmm, it's best to have two people for Black Girl."

"As you wish!" Xingzi bowed in response and then left at Furen's gesture.

In the evening, Furen drove his Aston Martin to the Grand Hotel as agreed.

After parking, he turned to the hotel entrance but didn't see Li Chaoren. "Hehe, I'm really naive. If Old Li really stood at the entrance waiting, this place would probably be packed!" He shook his head in self-mockery, just as he was about to take the elevator upstairs, Li Chaoren's call came.

"Hey, why are you standing at the entrance grinning like an idiot?"

"Uncle Li, where are you? I don't see you."

"Look at the glass café on the second floor!"

Furen immediately looked in the ten o'clock direction and saw Li Chaoren, wearing sunglasses, waving at him from behind the tinted glass. No wonder he couldn't feel Li Chaoren's gaze; it was too far, and the sunglasses and tinted glass had reduced it to the minimum.

Furen smiled wryly and waved back to Li Chaoren before going upstairs to meet him.

Once in the VIP elevator, Furen asked, "Why isn't Aunt Zhuang here?"

Old Li waved his hand, "She hates attending New Year's parties because it always reminds her of Yue Ming!"

Furen was slightly surprised, then realized that Zhuang Yue Ming had passed away on New Year's Day. No wonder Zhuang Yue Hua didn't want to attend this party. He changed the subject, "By the way, Uncle Li, who's at this party? Tell me more!"

Old Li joked, "Who could it be, they all have two shoulders and a head."

Furen was taken aback, then both of them burst into laughter, leaving the security guards in the elevator puzzled.

When they reached the ballroom, Li Chaoren showed the invitation for Furen. The greeter, though surprised by Furen, didn't dare to ask more with the city's richest man by his side. After verifying the invitation, he signaled the door guards to let Li Chaoren and Furen in. As for Li Chaoren's security team, they were taken to a nearby small hall for a meal.

The ballroom was much larger than expected, brightly lit but not blinding, with various decorations exuding luxury. Furen noticed that many people had already arrived.

On the west side of the hall, there was a long white table with various snacks, fruits, and dishes, and even a barbecue area manned by a master chef. Many waiters in suits and bow ties were circulating among the guests, serving those who needed drinks or grilled food.

The guests were either in formal suits or dazzlingly dressed, all looking elegant and gentlemanly, chatting and laughing, many of them likely social celebrities or stars.

However, the city's richest man was the city's richest man. News of Li Chaoren's arrival quickly spread to everyone's ears. Those who considered themselves familiar with Old Li or had some status came over one by one to greet him, without the chaos of a mob.

The first to come over was an old man as famous as Old Li, a city celebrity—real estate tycoon Li Yiji.

"Ha, Chaoren, seeing you here, I feel much more at ease tonight!" Li Yiji extended his hand to shake Li Chaoren's and pointed to the young man beside him, "This is my son Jiacheng, I'm sure you've heard of him... Cheng, call Uncle Li!"

Li Jiacheng was actually a bit older than Furen, and it was a bit hard for him to call Old Li "uncle" in front of Furen. However, under Li Yiji's stern gaze, he could only stammer, "Hello, Uncle Li!"

At this moment, Li Yiji finally got the chance to ask what he wanted to know. He looked at Furen, "Chaoren, who is this?"

Old Li smiled, "This is my partner, Furen!" He then lowered his voice and added with a smile, "His wealth is not much less than ours!"

Li Yiji was taken aback, "Really?"

Furen, seeing Old Li reveal his wealth, immediately countered, "Uncle Li, how can my meager wealth compare to yours? They say the top ten tycoons in Hong Kong, but the combined wealth of the second to ninth might not even..."

Li Chaoren, thinking Furen was about to expose his wealth, showed a look of helplessness. However, Furen changed his tone and smiled mischievously, "...might not even match Bill Gates'!"

Li Jiacheng interjected, "Isn't that obvious?"

Old Li, who had been in business for decades, understood the principle of not showing one's wealth. However, Li Yiji was not so easily fooled. He scolded Li Jiacheng, "Cheng, be quiet!" and then asked Furen, "Young man, how does Chaoren's wealth compare to the world's richest?"

Li Chaoren was annoyed by Li Yiji's question, but he couldn't stop Furen from answering. His heart, which had just relaxed, tightened again, though his face remained calm.

Furen glanced at Old Li with a sly smile and sneered, "I don't know how much Chaoren's assets are, and Bill Gates' wealth is certainly not the number published by Forbes. So, both their wealth amounts are unknown. In this situation, how can I compare them? It's impossible!"

These words made Li Yiji's stomach hurt, but he couldn't refute them or get a handle on Furen, so he could only laugh it off.

After Li Yiji left, other city celebrities came one by one. Li Chaoren introduced them to Furen, chatting more with those he knew well and dismissing the others with a few polite words.

When Ma Rui pushed the already paralyzed Ma Guojin and Ma Guolun over, Furen, who rarely took the initiative, greeted them, "Oh, look who's here? Old Ma, you're still alive? Tsk, tsk, it's good you're still alive. Must be comfortable in that wheelchair, 24-hour automatic, no effort needed!"

This remark made Ma Guolun and Ma Rui change color, but Li Chaoren, who was familiar with Furen's personality, didn't find his words offensive. Treating enemies with the coldness of winter and friends with the warmth of spring—this was the character Li Chaoren had discerned in Furen.

Sigh, who could blame Old Ma for his earlier boasting? If he couldn't do it, he shouldn't have said it. Breaking one's word was what Furen hated the most. Li Chaoren, thinking this, chose to watch from the sidelines.

Ma Rui, being younger, couldn't hold back as well as Ma Guolun. After enduring it for a moment, she couldn't help but say, "Furen, that's enough! My father is already like this, and you're still making sarcastic remarks!"

"Being like this is your father's own doing. Who told him to boast in front of me?" Furen sneered, "Now you know that the pot is made of iron? Too late! I'm not afraid to tell you, I've been suspended from my job, so I can now focus on you all day."

This news shocked Ma Guolun, who said with a show of bravado, "Your suspension has nothing to do with us!"

Old Li, hearing this, couldn't help but shake his head. With the fall of the elder Ma, the younger Ma was truly a hopeless case. It seemed that even without Furen's intervention, there would be plenty of people who would have ideas about the Ma family.

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