I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2580 - 1614: Who’s Your Mother?

This is no longer beating around the bush.

This is an open provocation!

With their eyes locked, flames seemed to flicker in Zhou Shaohua’s eyes, and he was really worried that he might lose control and kick the table.

"Does Young Master Zhou want to know how much I spent to acquire Green Land? Young Master Zhou definitely can’t guess."

Knowing the other party’s mood, and not willing to guess, Fu Zili didn’t bother with suspense, answering his own question.

"One penny."

Like a volcanic eruption, the blazing flames filled Zhou Shaohua’s entire eyes, "Audacious! Where did he get the nerve!!!"

Family elders, my foot.

All damn lies.

Deep down, this Young Master Zhou clearly looked down on Fan Wanli, who bustled around for the Zhou Family, or rather, he didn’t think much of anyone in Sha City.

Oh.

His aunt was certainly not included in that.

Fu Zili remained calm, "Before he passed away, Chairman Fan did not have the courage for this, so it was after his death that I received this agreement. If Chairman Fan hadn’t met with an accident, perhaps it wouldn’t have reached my hands."

Fu Zili put down the file folder.

"Really don’t know whom to thank."

Understood.

A blatant provocation.

If one couldn’t resist and made a move, then they would have fallen for it; the surveillance camera was right overhead, ready to play its part when needed.

The fire burned away Young Master Zhou’s pupils but not his brain. He took a long, deep breath,

"Try to anger me? With trash like you?"

Fu Zili smiled subtly, if Boss Jiang were here, perhaps he would silently nod.

Indeed.

One must strive to reach a higher level.

That night at the Guan Mansion, Fu Zili had reaped more than just a package.

"Yes, I am trash. But I think, Young Master Zhou shouldn’t look down on trash; wasn’t Chairman Fan selling fish at the market before his rise, and didn’t Young Master Zhou forge a close friendship with him later."

"Friendship? Is he even worthy?"

Zhou Shaohua tore off all his disguises, "He is just a dog, you know? A dog!"

Insulting.

Immoral.

But.

Not illegal either.

"Does Young Master Zhou know why Chairman Fan preferred to sell the company to an outsider like me rather than leave it to a friend like Young Master Zhou?"

"I don’t care!"

"Hmm, I know Young Master Zhou doesn’t care, I’m just using a metaphor. A person as noble as Young Master Zhou couldn’t possibly be interested in business reeking of money. But since choosing to befriend someone, I think there should be at least some basic respect. Young Master Zhou probably hasn’t raised a dog in reality, has he? For those who truly do, they wouldn’t speak like Young Master Zhou does; they consider dogs part of the family."

Zhou Shaohua suddenly laughed, cold and harsh, like a fruit knife carving people’s faces bit by bit.

"You’re so desperately defending these beasts, is it because you’re a dog too?"

"Then let me guess, whose dog are you?"

Zhou Shaohua suddenly understood, slapping his forehead, "Oh, your master is probably Jiang, am I right?"

Fu Zili shook his head.

Zhou Shaohua feigned surprise, "What? Did I guess wrong?"

"Jiang Chen and I, are friends."

Zhou Shaohua laughed heartily.

"Haven’t heard such a joke in ages. But indeed, I’ve never owned a dog, but I know, sometimes dogs don’t know they’re dogs, hahaha..."

Zhou Shaohua laughed uncontrollably, tears even welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"It’s normal for Young Master Zhou not to understand. I actually don’t mind being a dog because I’ve been a dog before. There’s no choice; not everyone is as fortunate as Young Master Zhou. To have enough to eat and live a good life, one has to follow a decent family, but Jiang Chen’s thinking is different from ours."

Until now, without any sign of anger, Fu Zili’s expression became surprisingly serious for the first time.

Like a reminder.

Or a warning.

"However, it doesn’t matter how Young Master Zhou insults me, but do not slander Jiang Chen."

"Tsk."

Zhou Shaohua clicked his tongue in amazement, his face full of smiles, yet his eyes were dark and icy, "Truly a loyal dog. I have to admit, Jiang’s training skills are better than mine. Someday, yes indeed, I’ll seek him for some advice."

He wasn’t unaware of who his opponent was.

He just misjudged his opponent’s strength.

"Heh."

Seeing that the other party wouldn’t take heed, Fu Zili also chuckled. In fact, he wasn’t a civilized person; he dropped out of junior high school, pretending to be a gentleman and being classy wasn’t his forte.

But now things were different.

The other party had entered his familiar territory.

"Young Master Zhou probably won’t get the chance."

Zhou Shaohua’s smile suddenly froze.

"You? And your lot?"

"I haven’t been educated, but hasn’t Young Master Zhou? It seems there’s a saying that goes, ’I do not know the height of blue heaven and the thickness of yellow earth.’ Young Master Zhou calls me a dog, calls Chairman Fan a dog, then what about Young Master Zhou himself? If Young Master Zhou seriously looked into the mirror, perhaps he’d find that he might be a... beast too?"

"Oh, but Young Master Zhou and our kind are different breeds. Young Master Zhou is a Chihuahua."

When a rough man stops pretending to be refined, most people can hardly withstand it.

Zhou Shaohua was no exception; he couldn’t quite handle the sudden change in tone from the other party, his neck swelled, and his face flushed.

"Are you seeking death?"

"We who are dogs live by this mindset that every extra good day is a gain, so losing our life one day isn’t a loss. I trust Young Master Zhou’s skills; didn’t Chairman Fan end up a mass of flesh in front of you? If Young Master Zhou manages to walk out, I will on my own jump into the Ma River before Young Master Zhou even has to lift a hand."