Compared to Ye Chen, Tang Ao is Nothing

Feeling a mix of grievance, sadness, and worry, coupled with the pain in her arm, Zhou Ling'er burst into tears, "Mom, please don't be like this. I didn't touch the money in that account..."

"Ling'er, since when did you learn to lie? Don't I know our family's situation? If you didn't touch that card, where did you get five hundred thousand yuan?"

"Mom, really, I have a very, very good friend who lent me the money. I promised him that I would repay him as soon as possible!"

Zhou's mother looked utterly unconvinced:

"You have such a good friend that I don't know about? Five hundred thousand yuan—money doesn't just fall from the sky. If you have the ability, have someone send you another five hundred thousand!"

Before Zhou Ling'er's mother could finish her sentence, Tang Ao noticed a familiar figure hurrying toward the ward.

Isn't that Zhang San!?

Why does Zhang San have a bruise on his forehead?

And his knees are covered in dirt!

It looks... like he's been kneeling and bowing to someone?

When Zhang San saw Tang Ao at the door of the ward, he hesitated for a moment, then spat on the ground disdainfully, "Tang, you'd better watch yourself!"

With that, Zhang San arrogantly tilted his head back, gave Tang Ao a sideways glance, and hurried into the ward.

Tang Ao was filled with confusion.

What's going on here?

Two hours ago, when they parted at the hospital, Zhang San was still calling him "Young master Tang" in the most respectful way possible, acting more subservient than a stray dog adopted by the old man next door...

Why has he suddenly switched to addressing him as "Tang" with such contempt?

Could the change be this drastic?

What on earth has he been through?

Tang Ao couldn't help but feel curious. The stark contrast in Zhang San's attitude... it was like he was a completely different person!

What did Ye Chen do to Zhang San?

Zhang San was here to apologize to Ye Chen.

After finding out where Ye Chen was, he aggressively led his most capable underling to confront Ye Chen in a narrow alley.

Who would've thought that as soon as they finished their threats, a sea of men in suits suddenly appeared out of nowhere and knelt before Ye Chen, shouting:

"Welcome, Dragon King!"

Hearing those words and seeing Ye Chen's smirk stretching all the way to his temples, Zhang San couldn't stop trembling. When he looked closer at the men kneeling behind Ye Chen, he felt a sudden warmth between his legs!

The agents of the four great families of Longquan City—Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li—were all present!

The old man from Lin Pharmaceutical, leaning on his cane, was kneeling in front of the agents of the four great families with an excited expression!

And further back, the crowd of kneeling figures—each and every one of them was a prominent figure in Longquan City, each controlling a vast corporation!

Aside from the chairman of Tang Corporation, nearly every significant business figure in Longquan City was kneeling on the ground!

Dragon King!!!

The crooked-mouthed Dragon King!!!

Zhang San, who had been in the underworld for so long and built his empire from scratch, had heard of the Dragon King's fearsome reputation!

But he never imagined that Ye Chen, a mere bodyguard, could be the Dragon King!!!

It was only at this moment that he finally understood what Tang Ao meant when he said he was giving him a "blessing."

With his meager assets, Zhang San had no right to stand alongside the big shots behind Ye Chen!

And only now did he fully grasp why Tang Ao had said, "We small fry can't compete with him."

What a joke—this was the Dragon King, a man whose slightest movement could shake the entire world!

Compared to Dragon King Ye Chen, Tang Ao was nothing!

As a savvy businessman, Zhang San immediately began his performance, slapping his underlings and kneeling to fiercely kowtow!

The asphalt road was hard, and kowtowing was painful; after just a few knocks, his forehead was covered in bruises!

Ye Chen glanced at Zhang San, and after Zhang San had shown his loyalty, Ye Chen grew impatient and casually gave him a simple task before dismissing him.

As long as Zhang San went to the hospital to settle Zhou Ling'er's five hundred thousand yuan medical bill, Ye Chen would spare his life.

After dismissing Zhang San, Ye Chen had important matters to discuss with the gathered business figures.

The Dragon King Palace was about to take action against Zhou Pharmaceuticals!

This was a critical decision for Ye Chen!

Although the Dragon King Palace had a fearsome reputation and vast influence, it had always faced one major problem over the years.

Money!

Even the most skilled homemaker can't cook without ingredients. As the Dragon King Palace grew, financial strain became increasingly severe!

And today, launching a commercial attack against Zhou Pharmaceuticals' subsidiary, Zhou's Special Ling Company, was a crucial step. If they won this bloodless war, the Dragon King Palace would open a new path in the business world, and a steady stream of cash would resolve their greatest weakness!

After expressing his gratitude, Zhang San rushed to the hospital, but who would've thought...

At the payment counter, the nurse told him that Zhou Ling'er's mother's medical bill had already been paid!

"Who's the blind fool that stole my job!?"

When the nurse revealed that the payer was Ye Chen, Zhang San's face twisted as if he had just swallowed a fly straight from a cesspool.

He immediately pulled out several hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and thrust them into the nurse's hand, urging her to forget what he had just said.

That was the Dragon King!!!

Messing up his task would lead to big trouble!!!

Since Ye Chen had ordered the five hundred thousand yuan medical bill to be taken care of, Zhang San figured that as long as he handed five hundred thousand yuan to Zhou Ling'er, he could count the task as complete!

So, after speaking with Tang Ao, Zhang San walked straight into the ward.

At that moment, Zhou Ling'er's mother was saying, "Five hundred thousand yuan? Money doesn't grow on trees. If you're so capable, then get someone to bring you another five hundred thousand!"

What a coincidence, right?

When luck comes knocking, nothing can stop it!

The song "Good Luck Is Coming" started playing in Zhang San's head!

"Auntie, I'm late, but I'm here to give you money! Five hundred thousand yuan! Just give me your bank account, and I'll transfer it to you right away!"

Zhang San said excitedly, and everyone in the ward, including Zhou Ling'er and her mother, turned to look at him.

"And you are... who? You must have the wrong person; I don't know you!"

Zhou Ling'er's mother shook her head, assuming Zhang San had entered the wrong room.

Zhang San panicked and quickly turned to Zhou Ling'er, "Aren't you Zhou Ling'er?"

Zhou Ling'er nodded.

"And you're her mother?"

Zhou Ling'er's mother nodded as well, still puzzled. "Do we... know you?"

Zhang San slapped his thigh, "Then I'm in the right place! You may not know me, but I know you!!!" Zhang San grew more excited, his face turning as red as a pig's liver. "Quick, give me your bank account, and I'll transfer the money right now!"

Zhou Ling'er and her mother exchanged bewildered glances.

Who is this guy... and what's his deal?

Zhou Ling'er's mother stared at Zhang San, her face growing colder by the second.