Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law-Chapter 1190: Top-Class Playboy!

Capital City, beneath the Emperor's feet, at the roots of the Imperial City.

An ancient Feng Shui Master once said, why can the Capital City become the most flourishing place in China? It's because when here, you can open the Heavenly Eye and see a Golden Dragon in the sky, eternally protecting the city, bringing prosperity and blessings fourfold.

And indeed, ever since the great leader set the capital here, China has been thriving, generation after generation.

Although we can't discount the efforts of each generation, the strategic national policies, and the great revival of the nation, the blessings from Feng Shui cannot be ignored.

To this day, the Capital City has become China's political center, leading among the nation's top cities, standing superior and ruling over the vast seas.

Within the Capital City, due to its complex network of relationships, many forces, both overt and covert, deeply entrenched, are at play.

Among them are ancient families passed down through history and noble families that have rapidly risen in recent times.

Among these families that truly stand at the top of the pyramid in China, there are few that ordinary people dare not even mention, because those family names represent a certain authority that cannot be defied!

Among these includes a top-ranked noble family on the fringes, the Duanmu!

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Inside a discreet club within the Capital City's Third Ring.

It is considered low-key because few know of its existence, and its appearance is unassuming and does not attract attention.

But only upon entering do they realize that inside is something entirely different, something that can only be described as a human world palace.

Of course, only few can enter; only those with special membership cards have the privilege to cross the threshold.

Moreover, these membership cards cannot be bought simply with money; they once reached twenty billion each on the black market, but even at that price, there are no sales!

Many sons from lower provincial cities do everything they can to network and pull strings, even going to the extent of bankrupting themselves just to get their hands on a membership card, to no avail.

It is also said to be one of the top private clubs for the elite of the Capital City!

At present, in an office within this exclusive club, a young man lounging on a wooden chair lazily answers his phone.

"Lin Zekai, what's up? The eldest is returning from Nancang today, and I'm about to go and welcome him. If I find out you dared to bother me casually, you'll know the consequences!"

"Brother Zhe, I wouldn't dare!"

On the other end, Lin Zekai was startled and equally excited!

The "eldest" that Duanmu Zhe mentioned is the king of their circle, the king of the entire young generation in the Capital City!

Given Lin Zekai's status, honestly, he can only follow around Duanmu Zhe like a dog, coming when called, leaving when told, and when it comes to the elusive "eldest," he doesn't even have the direct dialogue privilege.

However, this does not exclude his admiration for the eldest. It was almost enough to make him kneel just hearing Duanmu Zhe mention him!

"It's like this, Brother Zhe, I'm currently in Jiangdong. Something just happened that shocked me extremely…"

"Can't you be straightforward? If you waste my time, I'll light a sky lantern on you!" Duanmu Zhe snapped impatiently.

"Yes!"

Lin Zekai sweated profusely, cautiously continuing on the phone: "Brother Zhe, do you remember... the person who was always at odds with 'the eldest' back then? The abandoned son of the Jiang Family..."

"What did you say?!"

Duanmu Zhe immediately put his foot down, coldly saying, "Of course, I remember! Why did you suddenly bring him up?"

To speak of it, Duanmu Zhe had deep grudges with Jiang Feng in the past!

Back then, because he was an errand boy beside "the eldest," he and Jiang Feng were adversaries.

And Jiang Feng, though younger than him at the time, dared to beat him up, even urinated in his mouth!

For him, that remains an unforgettable humiliation, like a lasting scar!

Now, with Lin Zekai suddenly mentioning that person, how could he not be stirred?

"Well, you might not believe it, but I seem to have seen that person today, right here in Jiangdong Province..." Lin Zekai said truthfully.

"Bullshit!"

Duanmu Zhe raged: "That kid died long ago. Are you seeing ghosts? At that time, the eldest plotted and, along with that old codger from the Jiang Family who didn't like him, expelled him from the Capital City to fend for himself. Later, the eldest even found out his whereabouts and sent someone to take care of him. You're telling me now that he reappeared; is he a zombie?!"

"Brother Zhe, I'm not joking! I didn't believe it at first, but the more I looked, the more alike he seemed. It was really like him! Moreover, his surname is Jiang, and he's called Jiang Feng; it's as if he was carved from the same mold as the one we saw in childhood..."

At present, Lin Zekai recounted the entire incident today to Duanmu Zhe.

Unfortunately, it would have been better if he didn't speak, as Duanmu Zhe, upon learning that it was because someone interfered with Lin Zekai's romantic affair, making him brood over that person with hatred that also involved personal emotions, sneered and said, "Lin Zekai, you're really regressing! Can't even handle a woman from a lower provincial city, what are you good for?"

"Brother Zhe, I…"

"Let me warn you, if you're harboring spite for someone who cuckolded you and filing a complaint with me, wanting me to back you up, you're gravely mistaken!"

Duanmu Zhe said unceremoniously: "This petty matter, solve it yourself. Can't manage a bumpkin? Then don't bother coming back to see me, I, Duanmu Zhe, have no room for losers!"

"Brother Zhe, that's not what I meant. You must believe me; that person really is Jiang Feng! I'd recognize him even if he turned into ash!"

"Stop your nonsense!"

Duanmu Zhe angrily said, "Are you questioning the eldest's competence? The eldest personally told us the matter was resolved, yet you dare doubt?"

"Not at all! Brother Zhe, I absolutely didn't mean it that way. I merely discovered something unusual and promptly informed you. If that guy really is Jiang Feng, he will sooner or later return to the Capital City and settle old scores. We must be cautiously prepared…" Lin Zekai said bitterly.

"You useless! I don't believe your nonsense! If you're worried, fine, bring me that kid's head so I can see. If that Jiang is indeed resurrected, I'll credit you with a great merit! Anyway, without the Jiang Family's protection, he's just a stray dog. One flick of your finger, and you can crush him, right?"

Duanmu Zhe scoffed.

"Yes, yes! Brother Zhe, I understand; I'll prove it to you as a gift for the eldest's return..." Lin Zekai ingratiatingly said.

Duanmu Zhe disdainfully hung up the phone.

He's giving a gift?

What does he count for!

Their eldest is from the most prestigious family in China with the most noble surname, Ying!

In the future, he might well be the Emperor of China. Such low-tier lackeys should just stick to doing what failing creatures ought to do, and stop dreaming of those towering ambitions; it's simply day-dreaming!