diskusbooks Chapter 423 Good intentions gone wrong
Chapter 423 Good intentions gone wrong
After recording only a dozen or so songs, Meng Chuan rushed to the hotel.
Old Huang must have something important to do in Shanghai at this time.
When Meng Chuan arrived at the hotel, the empty room contained only Elder Huang and Dean Zuo Silan.
When Meng Chuan and Ying Die walked in, the two were chatting and laughing.
Whenever Professor Huang visits Shanghai, he is always accompanied by Dean Zuo Silan.
To say that the two didn't have some kind of "affair" is an exaggeration.
Meng Chuan absolutely refused to believe it.
Of course, Meng Chuan only thought about this; he would never dare to say it aloud.
"Old Huang, you're so busy with so many things, how come you still have to come to the Demon Realm every few days? Please don't tell me you're only here to see me, I won't take the blame for that!"
Meng Chuan gave Huang Lao a half-smile.
There are some things Meng Chuan naturally can't say directly, but that doesn't stop him from being sarcastic.
Making Old Huang feel disgusted is something Meng Chuan is happy to do.
Who told this old guy to put on airs in front of me every day!
"You brat, why are you so annoying? I get angry just looking at you!"
Old Huang gritted his teeth and said.
He was in a good mood at first.
The atmosphere in the private room was quite harmonious.
But for some reason, all of Huang Lao's good mood would immediately vanish the moment he saw Meng Chuan.
What he found even more unbelievable was...
Before I saw Meng Chuan, all I could think about were his good points.
No matter how you look at him, this kid seems perfect and flawless.
But when Meng Chuan stood alive and well in front of him...
He just couldn't stand looking at him and found him annoying.
"Tch~ It's not like I like you that much. Since you find me an eyesore, I'm leaving."
As Meng Chuan spoke, he actually turned around and was about to leave.
"Get back here right now."
Old Huang was so angry he was trembling.
Those few molars that were already there almost broke from biting.
He knew that Meng Chuan was deliberately trying to provoke him, and he also knew that if he got angry, he would fall into Meng Chuan's trap.
But he just couldn't help getting angry.
"okay!"
Meng Chuan's main principle is to listen to advice.
He sat down next to Old Huang with a grin.
However, Meng Chuan did not leave, which made Old Huang even angrier.
"I'm so angry!"
Old Huang had nowhere to vent his anger; he hadn't hit anyone in many years.
But at this moment, he truly couldn't hold back anymore.
Suddenly, Old Huang stood up and grabbed Meng Chuan by the ear.
Meng Chuan truly didn't expect that Elder Huang would actually make a move.
"It hurts."
Meng Chuan immediately started shouting exaggeratedly.
However, Dean Zuo Silan, who was sitting opposite Meng Chuan, noticed this keenly.
As Meng Chuan crouched down and shouted, he kept reaching out to tell Ying Die not to move.
Yingdie noticed the moment Elder Huang made his move.
In Yingdie's eyes, apart from Fifth Master and Prince Fu, even the Emperor himself couldn't lay a finger on Meng Chuan.
Even Elder Huang wouldn't do it.
If Meng Chuan hadn't stopped her in time, Ying Die might have already given Old Huang an over-the-shoulder throw.
"Now you know what pain is? Fuck you! When I, Huang Zhong, was dominating the battlefield, you weren't even a cell in the ground yet. Now I'm just old, not dead."
Old Huang cursed angrily, grabbing Meng Chuan by the ear and kicking his buttocks at the same time:
"Dare to say I have trouble even raising my hand? I'll beat your ass to a pulp today, you little brat."
Old Huang grabbed Meng Chuan's ear and wouldn't let go, while stomping hard on Meng Chuan's buttocks with his right foot.
A few days ago, he called Meng Chuan, and Meng Chuan actually dared to make fun of him for being impotent, which made him angry for several days.
Having finally gotten his chance, he couldn't let go of his resentment unless he taught Meng Chuan a lesson.
However, this scene completely stunned Dean Zuo Silan.
For many years, since Huang Lao retired from the army, she has never seen Huang Lao utter a word.
Whether in public or in private, Mr. Huang always exudes an air of dignity and refinement.
Now that he keeps saying "damn it," it seems that Old Huang has really been broken down by Meng Chuan.
Of course, while stunned, Dean Zuo Silan was also slightly envious.
What an honor it must be for Old Huang to kick your butt!
You have to understand, this is for someone of Huang Lao's status and position.
He always treated everyone with a businesslike attitude.
The fact that Old Huang could kick Meng Chuan in the butt shows that Old Huang truly regarded Meng Chuan as an equal to his own descendants.
Even Huang Lao's own descendants did not receive such an honor.
Because many of Huang Lao's descendants were high-ranking officials, yet they all treated him with utmost respect.
"Enough, you old geezer! I'm a grown man, give me some face."
Meng Chuan "violently" broke free from Huang Lao's "shackles".
She rubbed her slightly reddened ears while complaining.
"Haha! You little brat who hasn't even grown all your hair yet, and you call yourself a grown man? Bah!"
Old Huang was finally satisfied.
The pent-up resentment in my heart was finally released.
Even if Meng Chuan called him an old man now, he wouldn't get angry.
"You haven't even grown all your hair yet, oh no! You've lost all your hair..."
"Meng Chuan".
Before Meng Chuan could finish speaking, Dean Zuo Silan hurriedly called out:
"That's enough. After all, Elder Huang is an elder. Don't be disrespectful."
Dean Zuo Silan was genuinely terrified.
Even if Elder Huang truly regards Meng Chuan as a descendant, that is not a reason for Meng Chuan to act recklessly.
Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger. If Meng Chuan were to offend Huang Lao with any words, Meng Chuan's career would be completely ruined.
"He said it to me first."
Meng Chuan muttered to himself.
“What’s wrong with me saying this? I’m more than enough to be your grandfather, it’s perfectly natural for me to say a few words to you.”
Old Huang refused to admit defeat.
"Don't give me that, I don't have the habit of being a grandson to anyone."
Meng Chuan retorted irritably.
But knowing when to stop, he sat back down in his seat.
"Speak! What do you want? I'm busy!"
When it came to serious matters, Old Huang also adopted a serious expression:
"How long do you think it will be before foreign capital makes a full-scale move?"
Today is Friday, and the stock market will be closed for two days.
It was during this rare period of time that Mr. Huang was able to fly to Shanghai.
"Once the A-share market reaches 5200 points, it's ready to act!"
Meng Chuan said without even thinking.
At this point, Meng Chuan had nothing left to hide.
If Mr. Huang still doesn't know the purpose of foreign capital, then Mr. Huang is really useless.
The index has already reached 5100 points, and it's not far from the moment when foreign capital launches its offensive.
"call!"
Old Huang let out a heavy sigh, suddenly becoming somewhat worried:
"5200 points, I'm afraid we'll reach it next Monday."
Old Huang's current state of concern for the country and its people is a stark contrast to his previous constant use of "damn it."
This made Meng Chuan feel a little uncomfortable.
"It shouldn't be that fast, right? It's not easy for the total stock index to rise by 100 points. It shouldn't be possible to push it up without a trading volume of 300 to 500 billion."
Meng Chuan was rather optimistic.
Are you really stupid or just pretending?
Old Huang frowned and said:
"Your Pinduoduo has been rated as the best potential stock of the year, and it is very likely to become a breakthrough for foreign capital to drive up the overall stock index."
Meng Chuan was immediately shocked.
He really hadn't considered this possibility; Pinduoduo might actually be the final straw that broke the camel's back in the stock market.
"Oh no, I meant well but messed things up."