Rebirth of the Golden Chaebol

Chapter 17 Losing money and avoiding disaster

At night, Qinglong KTV is particularly lively. Here, the nightlife of Qingbei City people has just begun.

Ma Yong took a deep breath and entered the ktv. The boys at the door greeted him one after another.

"Brother Yong!"

The familiar names, the pomp and circumstance of shouting and cheering, and the respectful glances of the younger brothers. After tonight, Ma Yong has nothing to do with any of this.

When they arrived at the largest and most luxurious private room in the KTV, Liu Wei's people were guarding the door. Ma Yong was extremely jealous when he saw it.

"Hmph! Ma Yong, are you here to die?"

"How dare you come here after beating Wei Ge? Ma Yong, you are brave!"

Ma Yong looked calm, "I'm here to see the boss! Get out of here!"

"Depend on!"

The two of them were about to get angry when the door of the private room opened, and a strong and strong man waved at the door.

"Yongzi, come in!"

Ma Yong glanced at those people coldly and then entered the private room.

"Ma Yong, you are really brave, you dare to come! Tell me, how are you going to repay this blow to my head?" Liu Wei sat next to the man, his expression full of viciousness.

"Boss, what do you mean?" Ma Yong looked at the man, the legendary Qingbei local snake king Qinglong.

Wang Qinglong narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "Give the guy who hit the person to Liu Wei, just pretend this never happened, you will still be my right-hand man."

"Boss, are you being too partial? Just hand over a younger brother and you want me to calm down my anger? Ma Yong indulges his subordinates, and he must be punished."

"What? In your eyes, my words as the boss are useless, right?"

Wang Qinglong's face darkened, and although Liu Wei was unhappy, he could only hold it back.

"Yongzi, if you hand me over, this matter will be settled."

"I'm sorry, boss."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Yong suddenly grabbed a bottle of beer and hit his head hard.

Snapped!

The wine bottle shattered, and blood mixed with beer slowly flowed from his face.

"Brother Wei, I will pay it back for my brother now."

"Yongzi, do you know what you are doing?"

Wang Qinglong was displeased, while Liu Wei watched the fun with great interest.

"Boss." Ma Yong mustered up his courage and said, "I have decided to quit the Qinglong Group. I want to start a new life. I hope you can understand."

"Ma Yong!"

Liu Wei was gloating over the misfortune, and it seemed that there was no need for him to take action.

"Have you thought about it?" Wang Qinglong hated that iron could not make steel.

"Yeah, I've thought about it."

"Is it related to the brother you protect?"

Ma Yong was stunned for a moment, "It has nothing to do with him, it's my own decision."

Wang Qinglong took a deep breath and said, "Okay! I respect your decision. From now on, there will be no more Ma Yong in the Qinglong Group! You are no longer my brother, Wang Qinglong."

"Thank you, boss." Ma Yong breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

While talking, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a man full of anger walked in.

"Brother Lin."

"Qinglong, help me find someone."

"Brother Lin, calm down, sit down and talk."

The man sat down and Ma Yong glanced at him suspiciously, Huh? He looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

The few people talked about business, and Ma Yong left immediately.

Watching Ma Yong leave, Liu Wei's expression suddenly turned sinister, which made it easier for him to take action.

Early the next morning, Hu Lijun went to the hospital carrying a thermos.

On the road, a bunch of people gathered around. Hu Lijun approached them out of curiosity, and it turned out to be an old fortune teller.

"This man is our old immortal from Qingbei, he can tell fortunes accurately!"

"Ah? It turns out that he is an old god in the fortune-telling world! I have heard that it is very accurate. It means that the dragon sees the beginning but not the tail. He sets up his stall and follows the fate, and the fortune teller follows the fate. It is very mysterious!"

"Yes, yes, I don't know who is so lucky to be chosen by the old god today. I heard that fortune telling for the chosen ones is free."

Hu Lijun had always been superstitious. When he heard this, he immediately couldn't move his feet and looked at the mysterious old immortal with curiosity.

"The destined one is here."

The old immortal was wearing a double-breasted white dress, with long gray-white hair shawl, and a gray goatee that made him look even more charming.

Everyone exclaimed and looked at each other, wondering who was the destined one.

"That's you!"

The old immortal narrowed his eyes and pointed at Hu Lijun, who had just squeezed in from the crowd.

Everyone was stunned, Hu Lijun's eyes widened, "Me?"

"Yes! It's you!" The old god slowly opened his eyes and said with great certainty: "You are my destined person today, do you want to take a look?"

"Look! Look!" Hu Lijun was ecstatic, as if he had won a lottery, and sat across from him triumphantly.

The onlookers looked envious, and Hu Lijun felt even more lucky.

The old immortal looked at his palm in a dignified manner, and after a long time he slowly said: "Sir, I noticed that your hall is dark. Things have not been going well at home recently?"

"Yes, yes." He felt depressed when he mentioned this, but Hu Lijun kept it in mind and did not say anything directly.

"Well, it's very dangerous if your family's wealth is lost and your loved ones get sick!"

Hu Lijun was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically, and he said nervously: "Old... old god, can you really see this?"

"Well, your face and palms show that you have lost some wealth recently, and you must have been deceived. The amount is not large, but your relatives are so worried that they fell ill and were hospitalized."

Hu Lijun was dumbfounded. This was like a god coming to the world! He was actually right at all.

She was really unlucky recently. Fang Qin was greedy for petty advantages and suffered a big loss. She was defrauded of 5,000 yuan and suffered a heart attack out of anger.

Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital for treatment in time and her condition has stabilized. Hu Lijun cooked porridge and went to the hospital to take care of Fang Qin early in the morning.

"Fairy! What a fairy!" Hu Lijun was so excited that he held on to the old fairy's hand and wouldn't let go.

"Don't get excited yet." The old god said quietly: "These are just the prelude to the danger, and there will be a bloody disaster next."

"What?" Hu Lijun panicked, "Old god, I just want to keep my whole family safe, no matter how much money you have!"

The old immortal counted with his fingers, "Did your family get an unexpected fortune recently? The amount is not small."

"Windfall?" Hu Lijun racked his brains. If he really wanted to talk about unexpected gains, the only one he could get was the 200,000 yuan gift he defrauded from Li Xinghe.

"It is precisely because of this unexpected wealth that your family has been in trouble, even bloody disasters."

"Ah? Then... what should we do?" Hu Lijun panicked.

The old immortal sighed, "If you want to avoid this disaster, there is only one way."

"any solution?"

"depression to luck!"

Hu Lijun was in a panic. It was true that he believed whatever the old god said. When he heard that losing money would avoid disaster, he immediately nodded in agreement.

"Okay! Okay! How much does it cost?"

"It's not about giving me money." The old god said with a noble look on his face, "It's about giving this windfall to where it came from. If it's not yours, don't force it. This is the way to solve it."

"ah?"

Hu Lijun frowned, this is two hundred thousand! Is it possible that the betrothal gift that was obtained through hard work should just be given away like this? It hurts to think about it.

"Okay, that's all." The old immortal packed up the stall and was about to leave. Before leaving, he said, "I'm just saying this because of fate. Believe it or not, it's up to you! I hope there will be a chance to see you again!"

The old immortal just drifted away, leaving behind a crowd of stunned passers-by.

After walking far away, the old god looked around and saw that no one was following him, then he slipped into an alley.

"Mr. Zhao, thank you for your hard work!" Li Xinghe stepped forward with a smile.