"Since the bet is set, we'll take our leave now. Enjoy your meal, everyone."
"Three days from now, at the same time, I'll be waiting quietly for you all to honor your commitment."
After saying this, Liu Yutong stood up directly and said to Yu Xin, "Yu Xin, let's go."
"Right away, Sister Yutong!"
Yu Xin quickly came to Liu Yutong's side, not forgetting to shoot Zhou Muchen and Zhu Silin a look that said 'good luck to you'.
Like all core members of the Ten Thousand Dragons Society, her trust in Liu Yutong was almost blind.
No matter what decision Liu Yutong made, their first reaction wasn't to question or hesitate, but to firmly believe things would unfold exactly as she predicted.
This was the authority possessed only by the absolute leader of the Ten Thousand Dragons Society Group.
That's why she felt sorry for Zhou Muchen and the others. These arrogant second-generation heirs had no idea how badly they were going to lose.
Liu Yutong left the hotel, surrounded by Scarface, Yun Cheng, and a group of members from the Righteous Union Society.
Once seated in the black Maybach waiting at the entrance, Yu Xin finally couldn't contain her excitement. She grabbed Liu Yutong's arm, her eyes sparkling.
"Sister Yutong, you were so cool just now! Once those hundreds of millions come in, won't we be able to start the headquarters construction plan?"
Liu Yutong shook her head: "We can't take that money."
Yu Xin looked puzzled: "Huh? Why not?"
Liu Yutong explained: "Although Xue Chen is like a grasshopper after autumn, not long for this world, the resources and influence represented by those few people behind him are far more valuable than that money."
Hearing Liu Yutong say this, Yu Xin seemed to understand her plan.
Although she felt it was a pity to miss out on a free six hundred million, she also knew Liu Yutong's decision was right.
Even though they had seemingly gotten the upper hand over Zhou Muchen on the surface, if they truly made mortal enemies of these few people from the Cloud Mountain Club, it would be a huge trouble for the Ten Thousand Dragons Society Group.
It's always better to have one more friend than one more enemy, especially when that enemy is a group of top-tier young masters and wealthy heirs.
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Two days later.
Zhao Tianyi held a press conference. Whether by spending money or using other means, he invited numerous media outlets, including television stations and major portals, launching a fierce attack on Xiao Lu Milk Powder and other companies that had added melamine to their products.
Because the preparation was extremely thorough, with a complete chain of evidence including witnesses, physical evidence, and case files all in place, it caused a huge social uproar that very day.
Simultaneously, a flood of posts surged online all at once. Even if someone reacted and tried to delete them, it was too late. The news had already spread completely and couldn't be suppressed.
Xue Chen, who was still lingering in Pearl City and hadn't left, saw the news and his face instantly turned deathly pale.
Not just him, even Zhou Muchen and the others were stunned.
Looking at the hundreds of cases reported and the tragic state of those infants less than a year old, even these heirs felt a wave of fear.
Yes, they had money and power.
But some things could also easily strip them of everything, like this milk powder scandal.
The severity of this incident goes without saying; labeling the responsible parties with 'reckless disregard for human life' wouldn't be an overstatement, and the lives disregarded were those of future blossoms.
No wonder, no wonder that Liu Yutong was so confident in making the bet with them. She was already prepared.
Now they only had two choices before them: admit defeat, or become deadbeats.
If they didn't forcefully cut ties with Xue Chen, they might even be implicated themselves. There was simply no other way.
Unless they could control the public opinion.
But the other side was so well-prepared, finding media from other provinces, even from the capital city. Controlling it was impossible.
Although they knew they were bound to lose, they still felt somewhat unwilling.
After all, that was six hundred million, an absolute blow to their finances.
The group fell silent for a long time.
Finally, Zhu Silin was the first to make a decision.
"Brother Chen, no matter what you all think, I accept my loss. I'll pay my share."
Deep down, she still felt somewhat unconvinced, as this was clearly something the other side had planned long in advance.
So, she still didn't believe she was inferior to Liu Yutong in terms of investment ability and such.
However, that didn't mean she would renege. She could afford to lose.
Lu Hong irritably ran his hand through his hair, cursing angrily: "Damn it! Six hundred million! Just giving it to her like that? I can't accept it!"
“What can you do even if you can't accept it? We have no choice. If we don't cut ties with that waste, Xue Chen, quickly, what we'll lose later won't be just six hundred million. I've already stated my position. You all make your decisions soon.”
"Silin is right, we have no choice. Silin, notify everyone to pool the money."
Zhou Muchen stood up somewhat irritably: "I'm going out for a walk."
With that, he prepared to leave.
To be honest, this matter had really dealt a blow to him.
He considered himself a top performer among his peers, yet he ended up being manipulated by a girl several years younger than him. This feeling was really hard for him to accept.
Lu Hong felt much the same. Seeing Zhou Muchen going out, he followed.
"I'll go with you."
The two had no intention of inviting Zhu Silin; it was obvious they were planning to go to some business club or similar places.
Zhu Silin gave them a disdainful glance, then stopped caring. She picked up the phone and started calling the other members of the Cloud Mountain Club.
After going downstairs.
Lu Hong kicked an empty soda can on the roadside.
"Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!"
"Six hundred million! How many supercars do I have to sell to earn that back? Just thinking about it makes my flesh ache!"
"Brother Chen, are we really just letting it go like this?"
Zhou Muchen retorted: "What else do you want to do?"
Lu Hong: "I... sigh, forget it."
"Brother Chen, where are we going? Do you know any fun places?"
Lu Hong was about to say he just came downstairs to wander aimlessly.
Just then, a group of students passed by them, excitedly heading in one direction.
"Hurry! The match is about to start. The Phoenix Throne Cup finals must be amazing."
"Who do you think will win the championship, Team Zi or Team Haoyang?"
“Hard to say, but whatever, there are definitely lots of wealthy people here today. We can freeload some milk tea.”
"........"
Zhou Muchen and Lu Hong, seeing the students excitedly discussing some competition, suddenly became interested too.
They weren't that old themselves, and online games were one of their favorite forms of entertainment, especially FPS games.
"Phoenix Throne Cup?"
"That name sounds quite intimidating! Phoenix Throne! Wonder if there's a King of Hell?"
"Hahaha..."
“Whatever, should we go check out the excitement?”
"Sure, sounds lively. We've got nothing to do anyway, might as well go take a look."
