70: The young master lost his temper and even hit himself?

Song Boyun reached out.

He touched his chest.

The chest tightness and sharp pain from before had completely vanished.

He felt incredibly refreshed.

Pushing with both hands, he actually stood up.

His complexion was rosy, he was full of vigor, with no trace of illness.

"Director Lu, Director Wang, it's not needed."

"I feel... very good now!"

"Even... the chronic illness that has plagued me for years has been cured!"

Song Boyun turned to look at Chen Yang.

His expression was agitated.

He suddenly bowed 90 degrees, his tone extremely sincere.

"Mr. Chen, thank you for saving my life!"

Chen Yang waved his hand, smiling faintly.

"Mr. Song, you overstate it!"

"If you have time, I still recommend you go to the hospital for a detailed check-up."

Song Boyun listened attentively.

"Alright, thank you for the reminder, sir."

Chen Yang turned and walked back to his seat.

Song Boyun, however, followed him.

He respectfully offered a bank card with both hands.

"Mr. Chen, great kindness needs no words of thanks!"

"I know you are an extraordinary person and certainly wouldn't care about a small amount of money."

"But—"

"I must express my respect for you; here is a million yuan, a small token of my appreciation."

"In the future, should you have any need, I, Song, will certainly do my utmost and never refuse."

Chen Yang accepted the bank card.

He took it so naturally, as if it were just a small gift.

He nodded with a smile.

"Mr. Song, you are thoughtful."

"Ding!"

"Gained 10 points, current total points: 730 points, keep up the good work!"

Saving a life earned him a favor.

It also increased his points.

And he received a million yuan.

Life is full of surprises!

This class reunion was not in vain.

His total assets had already reached 12.9 million yuan.

At this moment.

Everyone present finally realized.

Chen Yang was no longer the Chen Yang of the past.

With a casual gesture,

He earned a million yuan.

Yet, he didn't take it to heart at all.

The connections he was currently known to have were enough to awe Jiangcheng.

A guest of the Mayor's family.

The savior of a wealthy tycoon.

He could thrive in both political and business circles!

Walking back to his seat.

Chen Yang suddenly saw that Lu Dayong was still kneeling on the ground.

He turned to look at Town Mayor Lu.

He said coldly:

"Your son, acting so arrogant and bullying the good people outside, is it because you, his Town Mayor father, are supporting him from behind?"

Town Mayor Lu was so scared that his legs trembled.

Sweat started to bead on his forehead again.

He wiped it, trying to explain:

"Young Master Chen, no, I couldn't!"

"I have always strictly adhered to discipline and abided by the law..."

Chen Yang suddenly felt a bit annoyed.

He interrupted him.

"Alright, don't give me the high-minded talk. As long as you don't covet my family's house again, I'll be grateful!"

Town Mayor Lu was so scared that his tongue tied itself in knots.

"No... definitely not... please rest assured..."

Seeing this.

Secretary Wang finally understood roughly what was going on.

He glared at Lu Weimin.

"Director Lu, is this the 'good Town Mayor' you spoke of, who wholeheartedly serves the people?"

He smiled faintly.

"You're on your own!"

After speaking, he bid farewell to Chen Yang.

Seeing Secretary Wang leave in a huff, Lu Weimin was terrified.

He raised his hand and slapped Town Mayor Lu.

"You idiot, this time, you've really messed me up!"

He then pointed at Lu Dayong.

"After we go back, you must properly deal with this brat, don't let him cause trouble again!"

After speaking, without waiting for Town Mayor Lu to reply.

He chased after Secretary Wang, rushing out.

"Director Wang, please don't be angry, I'll see you out..."

Town Mayor Lu and his son, Lu Dayong, were also very worried.

The Lu Family's success in Jiangcheng relied entirely on Lu Weimin's support.

If Lu Weimin fell, or stopped supporting Town Mayor Lu, their entire family would suffer greatly.

The father and son apologized to Chen Yang and also hurriedly chased after them.

Looking at their disheveled state.

They were hardly better than stray dogs.

Chen Yang smiled coldly.

He then looked at Huang Sanjin.

"Young Master Huang, you put a lot of effort into this class reunion today!"

Huang Sanjin's face was filled with bitterness.

If the old Huang Sanjin didn't know what bitterness was.

Then now, he certainly understood it deeply.

It was more bitter than eating ten catties of Coptis chinensis!

He regretted it so much!

Why did he provoke Chen Yang?

Just for a small misunderstanding, to invite such a formidable enemy, why bother?

Their Huang Family.

In Jiangcheng, they were a big family with a big business.

They had money, power, and extensive connections.

All of this was true.

However, they were in business.

They emphasized harmony for wealth.

If this incident caused the forces behind Chen Yang to fully target the Huang Family.

Wouldn't that bring great disaster to the family?

A commercial family trying to resist the Mayor of a city.

Isn't that like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot?

One must know, Jiangcheng was not an ordinary city; in Jiangnan Province, and even in Dragon Country.

It held a pivotal position.

Being able to be the Mayor here was not a simple matter in itself.

Moreover, in the few years since Li Zhenjiang took office, he had managed Jiangcheng to flourish.

He had won strong affirmation and widespread recognition from all sectors of society and superior leaders.

It could be said.

If the Huang Family were to stand against Li Zhenjiang.

The consequences would definitely be catastrophic.

Thinking of this.

Huang Sanjin's eyes darted, and he had an idea.

He swung his hand and gave Bai Xiaoyue a resounding slap.

"Bitch! Who told you to cause trouble?"

"I merely said that I saw Young Master Chen's extraordinary demeanor, felt admiration, and wished to get to know him, asking you to find a way to create an opportunity for everyone to gather."

"Look at what you've done today?"

"Messing around, making Young Master Chen unhappy, don't you deserve a beating?"

Seeing Huang Sanjin erupt in anger.

Hitting and scolding the school beauty, Bai Xiaoyue.

Xue Song couldn't bear it and stepped forward to mediate.

"Young Master Huang, this matter... was indeed a bit unexpected... please don't be angry..."

Who knew.

Huang Sanjin looked at Xue Song.

He became even more furious, his anger flaring up.

He kicked him, sending Xue Song flying in front of Chen Yang.

"You idiot, who told you to be so clever and make things difficult for Young Master Chen?"

"Get lost immediately!"

"Never appear before me again!"

Xue Song was beaten.

Yet he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

He was just afraid and regretful.

He stood up, faced Chen Yang, and slapped himself repeatedly.

"Clap! Clap! Clap..." He slapped each side of his face three times.

"I'm sorry, Chen Yang!"

Chen Yang looked at him coldly for a full ten seconds.

Only then did he nod slightly.

Xue Song felt as if he had been granted a great pardon.

He didn't speak to Huang Sanjin, nor did he greet anyone else.

He left the private room directly.

Seeing Huang Sanjin look at him pitifully.

Chen Yang smiled coldly but didn't respond.

Huang Sanjin felt very uncertain.

After thinking for a long time, he finally had a slight clue.

He proactively walked in front of Chen Yang.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

He slapped himself three times.

Although not very hard, they were clearly audible.

The private room was silent.

Who could have imagined that the young master of a wealthy family, with an illustrious background, the arrogant Young Master Huang.

Not only bowed his head in defeat but also slapped himself.

Even if this scene were told, no one would believe it.

After self-abuse.

Huang Sanjin secretly observed Chen Yang.

He found that his expression finally softened a little.

Huang Sanjin was secretly delighted.

It seemed that this trick he learned from Xue Song still had some effect.

However—

It seemed it wasn't enough.

It was still missing something.