I confess, I am the Mr. Richest-Chapter 293: The Kind Father and Filial Son of the Jiang Family, Chu Chen’s Friendly Reminder (Four Updates, Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: The Kind Father and Filial Son of the Jiang Family, Chu Chen’s Friendly Reminder (Four Updates, Seeking Monthly Pass)

Of course, the reason Jiang Qilin dared to be so arrogant at Lingfeng Villa was because he had backing.

This Lingfeng Villa belonged to his third uncle, Jiang Ge.

With his third uncle supporting him on his own turf, Jiang Qilin naturally feared no one.

"Brother Lin, what’s going on?"

"What happened?"

Jiang Qilin’s friends rushed over to inquire.

"Nothing much, just some kid saying I don’t deserve to be called Jiang Qilin."

Jiang Qilin looked at Chu Chen and said with a flippant attitude.

"What?"

"Damn it, which kid dares to disrespect Brother Lin? He’s courting death."

"Brother Lin, we’ll help you take care of him."

Hanging out with Jiang Qilin, these young masters were somewhat influenced by Jiang Qilin’s arrogant behavior.

Following Jiang Qilin’s gaze, several people stared at Chu Chen with unfriendly eyes.

"Kid, I know you probably have some background."

Jiang Qilin confronted Chu Chen.

"But I don’t care who you are, today on my turf, you must submit to me!"

"My request isn’t excessive, just kneel and apologize to me."

Jiang Qilin spoke with magnanimity, indicating he was willing to let Chu Chen off.

"You dare to be so disrespectful to President Chu?"

"Kid, are you out of your mind?"

Several Shanghai big shots rebuked Jiang Qilin.

"You old fools, don’t meddle, or you’ll regret it."

Jiang Qilin had already lost his sense, pointing at these Shanghai big shots and hurling insults.

Old fools!

Old fools?!!

Hearing this, the faces of the Shanghai big shots turned blue with anger, shaking all over!

It was the first time in so many years that they had been insulted as old fools.

These people were indeed quite old, some nearing sixty, and age was something they were most unwilling to mention.

Now, the more they disliked it, this punk put it on the table and cursed them as "old fools!"

These Shanghai big shots were fuming.

"Did you hear that, you old fools, shut up!"

"Brother Lin is going to deal with this kid, stay out of the way."

Looking at Jiang Qilin, his companions chimed in.

Being called "old fools" again, these Shanghai big shots went completely mad.

At that moment, if not for their bodies preventing it, they would have probably rushed forward to beat these insolent kids black and blue!

The Shanghai big shots were considering how to deal with Jiang Qilin and his companions to get some satisfaction.

"President Fang, I didn’t expect you to come, forgive me for not welcoming you."

At this moment, a bald middle-aged man came over, leading a group of employees.

"President Wei, President Gao..."

The bald middle-aged man walked over and spoke with extreme politeness.

He was none other than the owner of Lingfeng Villa, Jiang Ge, also Jiang Qilin’s third uncle.

He hadn’t been at Lingfeng Villa at noon.

After arriving in the afternoon, he heard that Fang Yisong, Gao Zhengqi, and others were enjoying themselves at the villa, so he hurried over to greet them.

If it had been just one influential figure, Jiang Ge might not have needed to be so courteous.

But with so many big shots together, their combined power was terrifying, so he had to be especially polite.

Beside him, Jiang Qilin watched as his third uncle greeted these "old fools" courteously, and he froze.

"Huh?"

Jiang Ge also noticed Jiang Qilin beside him and was about to speak.

Suddenly, seeing the blue-faced Shanghai big shots and then the always arrogant Jiang Qilin, he realized something.

"President Jiang, your Jiang Family really produces talent."

"Daring enough to call us old fools?"

"Very impressive, very impressive, but the old fools want to do something?"

Targeting a junior directly might have been something.

But now, with Jiang Ge’s elder present, these Shanghai big shots were no longer polite.

"Not only that, Jiang Qilin even threatened Mr. Chu, demanding Mr. Chu kneel and apologize to him, incredible."

Fang Yisong spoke, scolding Jiang Ge.

After hearing this, Jiang Ge’s legs wouldn’t stop trembling.

Damn, in such a short time, this kid had caused him so much trouble?!

Damn it!

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I apologize to all of you, it’s our Jiang Family’s lack of discipline."

"Mr. Chu, I sincerely apologize."

Although Jiang Ge didn’t know Chu Chen, anyone who could be addressed as President Chu by people like Gao Zhengqi must be of similar stature.

"Why are you just standing there?"

Coming in front of Jiang Qilin, Jiang Ge gave him a hard kick to his calf.

Thud!

A sound was heard, and because of Jiang Ge’s kick, Jiang Qilin knelt directly in front of Chu Chen.

Without Chu Chen or the Shanghai big shots raising a hand, Jiang Ge took action himself.

In less than two to three minutes, Jiang Qilin’s face was already bruised and swollen.

"No, Uncle, go easy on me."

Jiang Qilin screamed in pain repeatedly.

Five minutes later, with Jiang Ge’s message, Jiang Ge’s father rushed over.

"Dad, save me, please save me."

Seeing his father, Jiang Qilin thought a lifeline had arrived, pleading incessantly.

"Save you?"

"How about no."

Looking at his son, Jiang Qilin’s father grew even angrier, took off his shoe, and used it as a weapon to beat his son mercilessly.

It was excusable for causing trouble in the past, but to provoke a group of Shanghai’s rich people today was suicide!

"Ah, attempted murder!"

"Jiang Zhengye, don’t you believe that when you grow old, I’ll beat you the same way?"

"Jiang Zhengye, when we get home, I’ll tell my mom about your mistress!"

At the end, Jiang Qilin cursed and threatened his father.

"What, you little brat, you’re asking for it."

Hearing this, Jiang Qilin’s father, Jiang Zhengye, turned livid with anger.

Fearing Jiang Qilin would expose more of his scandals, he hit him even harder.

The scene of "father’s kindness and son’s filial piety" unfolded in front of Chu Chen and the others.

"President Jiang, avoid hitting the face."

"If his face gets damaged or his teeth knocked out, he won’t be able to speak."

Chu Chen kindly reminded Jiang Zhengye.

Hitting the face, knocking out teeth?

Unable to speak?

Hearing this, Jiang Zhengye’s eyes lit up.

If this brat couldn’t speak for a while, he wouldn’t be able to report to his mom.

It would give him time to arrange for the mistress to leave and destroy evidence.

"Thank you."

Jiang Zhengye responded and started targeting Jiang Qilin’s face.

Jiang Ge joined in the beating.

Beaten by both father and uncle, Jiang Qilin was utterly devastated, his face swollen like a pig’s head.

At this point, he wasn’t fit to be called Jiang Qilin anymore, Jiang Pighead was more suitable.

Initially, seeing Jiang Ge beat Jiang Qilin, his companions knelt on the ground trembling, slapping their own faces.

In the end, even Jiang Zhengye joined in, and Jiang Qilin’s companions pushed all the blame onto Jiang Qilin before escaping in a hurry.

Brotherhood, what brotherhood?

An elder brother, or brothers, if not used for betrayal in the end, what use are they?!