Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list

"Lin Xiaoyun, I want to find that outsider!" Wu Han said after making the call, his tone unpleasant. He was clearly putting on airs.

Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? Lin Xiaoyun thought, hanging up the phone immediately. Still putting on airs at a time like this?

Of course, Lin Xiaoyun knew that if he hadn't had a past conflict with Wu Han, the man wouldn't be acting so arrogantly. But since he was, Lin Xiaoyun decided not to give him the time of day.

"Hahaha, this guy is hilarious!" Li Bo Kai, who was in the hotel, burst out laughing. "I've always thought there was something wrong with his brain, and now it seems he really is missing a few screws! By the way, I saw in the Ghostfire Boys Group that Wu Han went to a Foot Therapy Store and couldn't pay the bill!"

"Add me! Add me! I want to see!" Lin Xiaoyun exclaimed.

Li Bo Kai chuckled. "No way. We're the Lamborghini Ghostfire Boys Group. You need at least a Little Bull. With your 911, I can't get you in."

Lin Xiaoyun was dumbfounded. What kind of Ghostfire Boys Group is this? Are the requirements really that high?

"Brother Dali, are you in there?" Lin Xiaoyun asked, knowing Chen Dali owned an entry-level Lamborghini.

"Do I look like a Ghostfire Boy?" Chen Dali retorted, speechless.

"Oh, right, Brother Luo Feng, I saw some other news," Li Bo Kai added. "Wu Han's father has already transferred his assets!"

Luofeng inwardly admired the move. The other party was clearly preparing for the worst. If their conflict couldn't be resolved, they would proceed with their worst-case scenario plan.

About an hour later, Wu Han called Lin Xiaoyun again.

"Brother Yun, please help me contact Brother Feng to discuss a solution," Wu Han said, his tone devoid of its earlier arrogance.

"Weren't you being pretty cocky just now, little bro? Why the sudden change of heart?" Lin Xiaoyun taunted.

Swallowing his anger, Wu Han replied, "Sorry, Brother Xiaoyun. I'd had too much fake alcohol earlier. I'm sober now. Please, Brother Xiaoyun, help me out!"

Lin Xiaoyun had the call on speakerphone. He glanced at Luofeng, waiting for him to make a decision, as this was, after all, Luofeng's business.

"Does he know about that Rural Tourism spot we went to last time?" Luofeng asked.

Wu Han immediately replied through the phone, "I know it! It's the place where you all ate after the race, right?"

"Alright then. Let's meet at that Rural Tourism spot in a bit," Luofeng chuckled.

After Lin Xiaoyun hung up, he asked, "Brother Luo Feng, what do you plan to do?"

"He smashed a bottle on me. I figure returning the favor once shouldn't be excessive, right?" Luofeng said with a laugh.

"Definitely not excessive! If you ask me, even ten times wouldn't be too much," Lin Xiaoyun replied, smiling.

Soon, Luofeng and his companions headed to the Rural Tourism spot.

When they arrived, Wu Han was already there, waiting at the entrance.

After Luofeng got out of the car, Wu Han took a deep breath, bowed deeply, and said, "Sorry, Brother Luo Feng. I had too much fake alcohol this time. Please don't hold it against me."

Seeing Wu Han's deferential behavior, Luofeng joked, "You weren't like this before. I still prefer your old defiant attitude." This quip, a reference from the Money movie of the richest man in Western Rainbow City, made several people nearby struggle to suppress their laughter.

"I apologize, Brother Luo Feng. If you're still not satisfied, just tell me what to do. I'll follow your instructions," Wu Han pleaded, desperation clear in his voice.

At this point, Wu Han cared about nothing else. He had to apologize to Luofeng, or he was finished. Without his father's backing, he couldn't survive.

"So, whatever I say goes?" Luofeng chuckled, looking at Wu Han. "Didn't you have a grand time smashing that bottle on me earlier?"

"Then please, Brother Luo Feng, return the favor tenfold!" Wu Han declared.

"I'm not that kind of person. Assault is illegal," Luofeng said, shaking his head. "Xiaoyun, please ask the owner to bring out ten beers. I want to see a performance!"

Wu Han understood Luofeng's implication: Luofeng wouldn't physically assault him. The idea was to make Wu Han inflict the punishment on himself, thereby preventing Wu Han from using it as evidence to retaliate later.

A short while later, a case of beer arrived. Lin Xiaoyun even called over the staff to watch Wu Han's "acrobatics."

Twelve full beer bottles were placed next to Wu Han.

I smashed a bottle on *his* head before, didn't I? Wu Han thought grimly. But now I'm a fish on the chopping block... What choice do I have?

"Wu Han, please begin your performance!" Luofeng prompted.

Then, Luofeng announced to the onlookers, "This is my good friend Wu Han. He's going to perform the 'forehead bottle smash.' It's an incredible feat! Everyone get your phones ready for short videos, and when the show starts, remember to applaud!"

Some people in the crowd understood the situation, while others genuinely believed it was a performance and eagerly pulled out their phones to record.

Wu Han didn't dare say anything about Luofeng's orchestration. He could only pick up a beer bottle.

CRACK! He smashed it against his own head.

With a sharp sound, the beer bottle shattered. Beer gushed down Wu Han's face and head.

An intense wave of dizziness washed over Wu Han. The people who thought it was a real show were busy filming with their phones, cheering and applauding enthusiastically.

With the second bottle, there was a mishap. Shards from the broken bottle cut his forehead.

But Wu Han gritted his teeth and continued smashing. By the fifth bottle, however, he collapsed unconscious.

"Is the ambulance ready?" Luofeng asked Lin Xiaoyun.

"Yeah, I just checked. It's on its way," Lin Xiaoyun replied.

"Alright then, everyone disperse. There was a small accident during the performance," Chen Dali announced, maintaining order.

Less than two minutes later, the ambulance arrived and took Wu Han away from the Rural Tourism spot.

So what if the Rural Tourism spot's surveillance cameras recorded it? Luofeng thought. He smashed the bottles on himself. And even if people knew it was an apology, what difference would it make? Would Wu Han be foolish enough to report it to the police? He could try, but I'd just keep tormenting him. Even an idiot wouldn't make that choice.

After the unconscious Wu Han was taken away, Luofeng and his friends once again sat down to enjoy the Steam-cooked Fish at the Rural Tourism spot.

Last time, they had been too preoccupied with drinking, and Luofeng hadn't properly tasted the fish.

Now, he could only conclude that this Steam-cooked Fish was thoroughly overrated.

「Elsewhere, in a hospital」

Wu Jun arrived at the hospital with Wu Han's mother.

Seeing her son's head bandaged up like a giant Zongzi head, the woman immediately burst into tears.

"Old Wu, we can't let this go! Let's report it to the police!" she cried.

Wu Jun felt a strong urge to beat his wife into the same state as their son. Report this to the police? Anyone with half a brain would know their son did this to himself; the others wouldn't have laid a finger on him. And even if they had, so what? Would they dare to sue?

"Stop complaining and take good care of him. I have some matters to attend to," Wu Jun said, having no desire to deal with his wife any further.

Stepping out into the corridor, Wu Jun made some inquiries about his company's situation.

Just then, a middle-aged man approached him. "Hello, Mr. Wu," the man said.

"Who are you?" Wu Jun asked, eyeing him warily.

"Mr. Wu, no need to be nervous. I'm just here to deliver a message. This incident is now closed. However, if you or your son entertain any further ideas, the next time won't be so simple," the man stated calmly before turning and walking away.

Wu Jun watched his retreating figure, a shiver of fear running down his spine.

But in truth, even without this warning, Wu Jun had no intention of letting his son cause any more trouble. After an incident like this, would he still dare to look for problems? He must really be tired of living.