I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2189 - 1399: Asking for Monthly Tickets! (2)

Chapter 2189: Chapter 1399: Asking for Monthly Tickets! (2)

Some people just can’t distinguish reality and don’t know how to embrace the new era.

"Boss, Young Master Gong has arrived."

As the seconds passed agonizingly, the door to the private room opened, and the bodyguard waiting outside promptly reported.

Little brother Xiao Daxi stood up involuntarily,

"Finally here! Brother, let’s quickly go greet him."

"What’s the rush."

Zhong Xiaoye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling at ease now, stood up unhurriedly in front of his junior, adjusted his clothes casually, and then walked out.

This is building connections.

It’s not about cowering and losing face.

Little brother Xiao hurried to follow.

Not just outside the private room, Zhong Xiaoye also had people stationed at the entrance of the Kyoto Hotel; otherwise, they wouldn’t have known the moment the car was parked.

He said not to hurry, yet Zhong Xiaoye descended the stairs fairly quickly. Somehow, the man appeared to walk at an easy pace without urgency, but his little brother Xiao had a struggling time keeping up.

"Move aside."

First floor.

At the entrance from the elevator to the lobby, a woman walked head-on. An anxious little brother Xiao instinctively rushed forward, trying to push her aside,

Even if this woman had long flowing hair, a gentle and charming demeanor, and quite an attractive appearance.

But beautiful women, he’d seen plenty; the social companions of Haojiang were world-renowned, just tools they produced.

Habits are hard to change.

Having gotten used to swaggering around in Haojiang, little brother Xiao reflexively tried to push the woman blocking his way, but he forgot this wasn’t his base in Haojiang, it was Kyoto.

Even if it’s in Kyoto, shoving an ordinary person on the street wouldn’t have any consequences.

But the problem is, this is the Kyoto Hotel.

In an instant, a threatening aura suddenly emerged. Little brother Xiao, having been through bloody battles, sensed something was wrong immediately, but it was too late.

The long-haired woman shrugged her shoulder, effortlessly deflecting his hand, without hesitation, grabbed his arm in reverse, and powerfully threw him backward.

Over-the-shoulder throw!

Standing nearly six feet tall, weighing around 160-170 pounds, heavier than Sister Luck, little brother Xiao was tossed out like that. With a "thud," he landed heavily on the ground like a sandbag, his face instantly twisted, the expression alone conveying a heart-wrenching pain.

Zhong Xiaoye’s expression changed, momentarily stunned, then immediately turned fierce towards the woman.

This was his true face, the gentleman was just a disguise.

The woman who had swiftly dealt with little brother Xiao also turned to look at Zhong Xiaoye, her silent gaze caused even the experienced Zhong Tingwang to feel a chill in his heart, so much so that he didn’t speak.

The Kyoto Hotel, of course, noticed the conflict, and security personnel akin to special forces quickly arrived at the scene. Seeing that the conflict did not escalate, they did not intervene immediately.

Causing trouble at the Kyoto Hotel is extremely rare.

But if it happened, as per the plan, ideally wait for guests to resolve it themselves. If they can’t, they’ll step in.

"Miss, hitting people isn’t right, is it?"

Zhong Xiaoye appeared calm, but his slightly trembling lips revealed his true emotions.

Since becoming the King of Haojiang, when had he ever been so affronted by anyone?

He was still rational.

If it were in Haojiang, without a doubt, this woman wouldn’t want to be a woman in her next life.

Zhong Xiaoye had restrained himself, but how could he have known that the woman who acted so boldly would ignore him, after hitting someone, continuing forward as if nothing had happened, intending to pass by Zhong Xiaoye.

Zhong Xiaoye undoubtedly somewhat understood what it meant to be able to be humble and to assert oneself, but everyone has their limits.

As they say, even beating a dog depends on its owner.

If he remained silent after his person was publicly beaten, how could he face others?!

"Stop!"

As she walked past, Zhong Xiaoye spoke coldly.

Little brother Xiao, still manly, felt like being hit by a car, yet hadn’t uttered a sound by this point. Yet he couldn’t get up from the ground, curled up gritting his teeth, the silent suffocation even more gut-wrenching.

"Shouldn’t there be an explanation."

Zhong Xiaoye looked at the little brother in agony on the ground.

"He started the altercation."

The woman stopped, finally giving an explanation, though wasn’t it a bit too brief?

Just because little brother Xiao started it, he should be half-dead?

Doesn’t she understand the difference between justifiable defense and excessive self-defense?

Of course.

Judging from her appearance and demeanor, she didn’t seem to have such a violent personality, but there’s a saying.

——Women have a few days a month when they’re not in a good mood.

And little brother Xiao just happened to be unlucky enough to run into her at that time.

"That’s your reasoning?"

The dismissive answer felt more like an insult, and Zhong Xiaoye was not someone who liked to endure grievances.

The idea of gathering people for violent retaliation was becoming increasingly heated.

"What do you want."

Succinct.

Too succinct indeed.

Are all Kyoto people truly so domineering?

Zhong Xiaoye’s eyes darkened, nearly laughing in anger.

"Miss, if you do not provide an explanation, I can only demand one myself."

The threat was apparent in his words.

Seeing that the situation is off, the seasoned security personnel quickly reports through the earpiece.

Upstairs.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The private room’s door was knocked.

Jiang Chen, thinking it was Hu Die arriving, turned his head, but found it was a hotel staff member.

"Mr. Jiang, your guest downstairs has gotten into a bit of a conflict with someone."

Kyoto Hotel, no unauthorized access.

Must be registered.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen was a bit surprised.

Even though he hadn’t interacted deeply, in his perception, the person should be... exceptionally calm.

Moreover.

This is the Kyoto Hotel.

Right across Chang’an Street, opposite are all central agencies.

"Really?"

Youmao was also shocked.

"Someone on the other side got injured."

"Who are they on that side?"

After the surprise, Youmao became curious and asked.

"Zhong Xiaoye."

"Who?"

"Zhong Xiaoye."

The hotel staff repeated.

"Who is Zhong Xiaoye?"

Youmao was puzzled, while Boss Jiang fell into silence.

This is really...

A bit interesting.

"I’ll go take a look, Jiang Chen, are you coming?"

Youmao got up.

Jiang Chen shook his head, "I’m not going."

"Alright, I’ll bring the person back to you."

Youmao said casually, then walked out, "Lead the way."

Ground floor.

The scene was at a stalemate.

Hey.

At least call for an ambulance first.

Just let the person lie there on the ground?

Zhong Xiaoye didn’t call for reinforcements after all, as violence couldn’t solve the problem, and at that moment, the distinguished guest he hosted for the day also walked in, witnessing this unsightly scene.

Another young master under Imperial City stopped, apparently caught off guard.

"Master Gong."

Zhong Xiaoye saw him and immediately greeted him, his voice loud.

Local matters should naturally be solved by local people.

At the same time.

It can greatly promote the relationship between both sides.

That young master Gong’s eyes flashed hesitantly for a moment, but decided to go forward to see the situation. Just when he planned to lift his foot, from the direction of the elevator came a petite figure that froze his movements, and then his foot quietly and decisively fell back.

"What’s the matter..."

Perhaps Jiang Chen’s hospitality today made Youmao a bit too carefree, completely disregarding discretion, stealing the limelight, attracting everyone’s attention.

Facing this way, Hu Die naturally had seen her long ago, indifferent to the waves, while Zhong Xiaoye who subconsciously turned his head frowned involuntarily.

Where did this little girl come from?

After all, she’s still an outsider, completely unfamiliar with Kyoto’s social customs.

"Hey, bullying women?"

Not even talking about ordinary men, the power behind Youmao’s punch, even Zhong Tingwang couldn’t endure, organs trembling, blood surging.

Blind eyes?

Can’t see whether the person lying on the ground is a man or a woman?

"Gong..."

Anger surged in Zhong Xiaoye as he turned back his head again, but strangely, Master Gong who had clearly been standing there vanished.

On close inspection, he hadn’t disappeared, but was walking toward the hotel’s main entrance, leaving him with an incomprehensible silhouette.

Did something fall in the car and he forgot to take it?

He can get it later.

"Master Gong!"

Humiliation, resentment, fury... various negative emotions attached to the sound waves, surged together.

Zhong Xiaoye raised the volume, but the result

——that silhouetted figure receded even faster.