The Magnificent Son-in-law

On the other side, Xiao Feng had already arrived at the headquarters of Lanyue Group.

Looking at the towering skyscrapers in front of him and the employees coming and going to greet Du Qingyue, Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh, "If this were converted into money, it would be at least several million, right?"

"Several million?" Jiang Yixin sneered, "You're underestimating Lanyue Group."

"So according to you, it's worth several billion?" Instead of getting angry, Xiao Feng looked quite pleased.

Jiang Yixin, however, had no intention of continuing the conversation with him. She realized that this guy was a complete money nerd; it's better to talk less about money-related topics with him.

In fact, Xiao Feng knew very well that even if Du Qingyue hadn't done a prenuptial property notarization, he wouldn't get a penny of Lanyue Group in a divorce.

Lanyue Group was the ace company of the Du Family, and Xiao Feng knew the old man in the Du Family favored boys over girls. It was clear as day even with little thought that Du Qingyue couldn't fully control Lanyue Group.

Meanwhile, major media outlets in Jiangcheng began to publish headline news, and internet influencers and social media platforms simultaneously launched topics discussing the theme of Du Qingyue's grand wedding.

In an instant, the whole Jiangcheng began to buzz, with ordinary people gossiping about it and taking it as after-dinner conversation.

The major companies in Jiangcheng, however, became somewhat restless. After all, married Du Qingyue was quite different from single Du Qingyue.

It's like many companies adding a condition in their contracts that there should be no pregnancy for several years, it's the same reason.

People's energy is ultimately limited, and if a part is allocated to family, then the career will naturally have less focus. Being able to perfectly balance the relationship between the two is extremely rare.

Just then, in a lavishly decorated club, Shen Tianze watched Xiao Feng, who was eloquently speaking in front of the camera, and suddenly became furious, picking up the water cup in front of him and hurling it at the TV.

With a "bang!", the screen flashed with static, and the harsh buzzing sound made everyone uncomfortable.

"Du Qingyue, that bitch, and this country bumpkin, I'm definitely going to make you wish you were dead!" Shen Tianze said with his body shaking in fury, his face contorted in anger.

The servants behind him were so scared they didn't dare breathe, afraid of becoming the target of his anger with any slight movement.

A moment later, the door of the room was pushed open, and seven or eight youths similar in age to Shen Tianze walked inside, each carrying a look of schadenfreude in their eyes.

These people were all adorned in designer brands, with luxury watches on their wrists seeming to be a standard item; the outfits they wore could easily cost an ordinary person a lifetime's effort to afford.

This was the renowned gathering place for affluent youths in Jiangcheng, and only those with a fortune starting in the millions were qualified to come here. Usually, they'd come here to flaunt anything good they acquired or any stunning woman they managed to win over.

At this moment, the leading youth glanced at the TV on the wall that was emitting black smoke and laughed, "What's up, Young Master Shen? Why so angry? Couldn't be that someone stole your wife?"

Following those words, the rich kids burst into laughter, while Shen Tianze's subordinates quickly headed outside, as this was no longer a place they could stay.

"Chang Xinyan, you'd better shut your damn mouth!" Shen Tianze glared in anger at the youth in front of him. Had it been someone else mocking him at this moment, he would have already resorted to violence.

In the Jiangcheng sphere, there weren't many forces that could rival the Shen Group and the Shen Family, and the Chang Family behind Chang Xinyan happened to be one of them.

In most people's impressions, affluent youths were arrogant and domineering, disregarding others, capable of stirring trouble wherever they went.

However, reality was quite different from most people's impressions. Affluent youths were not nouveau riche; they had privileged family backgrounds and generally received better educational resources, with perspectives broader than most.

So affluent youths actually understood better how to hide themselves rather than openly show off.

Like Shen Tianze in the case of Xiao Feng, he manipulated everything from behind the scenes, and when things truly went awry, the one going to jail would only be Zhou Dong.

Of course, there are miscreants in any group. Some affluent youths commit misdeeds with family money, though not as numerous, certainly less than those present like Shen Tianze and others.

After all, different social strata have different definitions of affluent youths. A few millions in ordinary people's eyes could already be considered affluent, but in higher circles, only those owning several millions could be classified as affluent.

Thus, there are significant differences even among affluent youths themselves.

Seeing Shen Tianze on the verge of a rage, Chang Xinyan spoke with not a trace of anger, "We've just seen the news, don't tarnish the reputation of our club, Young Master Shen. How do you plan to retaliate? Tell us and we might help you strategize."

Shen Tianze clearly understood that although these people said they were here to offer advice, they were actually here to enjoy his misfortune, which made it difficult to contain his anger.

But just as the rage was about to burst out of his chest, a light bulb suddenly went off in Shen Tianze's mind, and an idea emerged out of thin air...

You're impressive, Xiao Feng, aren't you?

If you're so good, take down all Jiangcheng's affluent youths at once!

This idea excited Shen Tianze more and more as he thought about it. He decided to expose family scandals, embellishing the previous assassination attempt on Xiao Feng, portraying Xiao Feng as a deity beyond reach for ordinary people to contend with.

And young people especially can't stand hearing someone described as unbeatable, especially these affluent youths who usually see themselves as above others. After listening to Shen Tianze's account, they all seemed eager to give it a try.

If Shen Tianze says that Xiao Feng is that impressive, wouldn't defeating him prove that I'm better than everyone?

Sure enough, the competitive Chang Xinyan first proposed, "If even Young Master Shen would say such things, it seems Xiao Feng really is skilled. How about we bet on this?"

"Bet on what?" The affluent youths asked in unison, but they had a good idea of what Chang Xinyan was going to say next.

"Bet on who can take down Xiao Feng first." After saying this, Chang Xinyan slammed a car key on the table, "Limited edition Rolls-Royce, only one hundred in the world; that's my wager. If you're willing to join the bet, place your wagers now."

The other affluent youths smiled at each other, placing valuables on the table, and after a while, there were eight items on the table, each worth a fortune.

Preliminary estimates totaled no less than a hundred million!