Chapter 423: A Hundred Million Down the Drain
Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong
Boss Cutie
When they learned the inside story — that Jiang Muye and Huo Zhenghao were the current heir and the former heir — they had settled in to watch the show.
In their hearts, they were shouting wildly, It's about to start! This is so exciting!
But at the most critical moment, Jiang Muye yawned. He gazed at Huo Zhenghao, eyes heavy with sleep. “I'll let you have Project A. I won't take what someone else loves.”
Huo Zhenghao had been bidding against Jiang Muye, and now this guy had just up and run?
His expression turned ugly.
That was one or two mao!
That was a hundred million!
A hundred million was the kind of money that took mountains of cash!
Never mind that he'd have to produce that much cash as quickly as possible — for Huo Zhenghao, that was next to impossible!
The auction intermediary and the Director, however, were overjoyed. They settled it on the spot, “Project A is yours! Congratulations, President Huo. Please come up to the stage and sign the contract!”
Huo Zhenghao now wanted to strangle Jiang Muye to death.
Originally, he could have won the project with the smallest possible investment, but now he was out more than ninety million!
And that wasn't all. He'd been forced onto the spot, with so many people watching — there was no way for him to escape!
Huo Zhenghao sat there stiffly.
Jiang Muye, ever eager for chaos, smiled at Huo Zhenghao. “What's wrong? Aren't you going up? Didn't you like it a lot? Why are you shrinking back at the last moment?”
Huo Zhenghao hated Jiang Muye to death.
But with so many people staring, how could he throw a fit?
So Huo Zhenghao could only storm up to the stage, and with people taking photos, he still had to keep smiling.
He saw Jiang Muye below the stage, watching him with a provocative look, and Huo Zhenghao's fury surged all the higher.
“Ah.” Jiang Muye shook his head. “What a complete idiot.”
He watched Huo Zhenghao force an awkward smile and sign.
That hundred million was money down the drain.
Jiang Muye had the System, so he could see clearly what a loss-making project this was.
If this project was carried through to the end, not only would it earn not a single mao, it would turn out to be an empty shell of a company.
Tsk tsk tsk. Even Huo Zhenghao had his day of misjudgment.
But seeing Huo Zhenghao sink so much into it, enough that one day he'd even land on the securities firm's blacklist — that made him happy.
He wished for nothing more than Huo Zhenghao to be hounded by debt collectors until he died.
His whole plan was to play Huo Zhenghao to death.
After Huo Zhenghao finished signing, his hands were about to go weak.
He really wanted to tear this contract to shreds, but there was no room to go back on it now.
He returned to his seat with a blank face, only to find Jiang Muye watching him with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Huo Zhenghao felt like he'd swallowed a fly — utterly disgusted.
“Huo Zhenghao, you're an orphan. Do you know Yu Xi?” Jiang Muye asked him.
Huo Zhenghao visibly panicked, though he also tried to feign calm. “Who are you talking about?”
After hearing Huo Zhenghao's words, Jiang Muye laughed out loud. “You really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin.”
Jiang Muye reached out and quietly laid his hand on the back of Huo Zhenghao's neck.
Huo Zhenghao felt that pair of ice-cold hands.
The fingertips were like cold blades, slicing sharply across his skin with a trace of cruel intent.
Huo Zhenghao's heart gave a violent lurch.
Then he felt a sharp sting — the other's fingernail had already scraped viciously across his flesh, and blood was flowing out.
Before Huo Zhenghao even had time to register the pain, his head was clamped hard from behind, forced to face Jiang Muye directly.
Jiang Muye was smiling, but those eyes were cold to the extreme.
“If you hate me, then compete with me openly and aboveboard. What the hell do you think you're doing, messing around behind my back?” Jiang Muye stared at Huo Zhenghao with displeasure.
Huo Zhenghao's eyes turned crimson.
He furiously flung Jiang Muye's hand off, but still mindful of the occasion, kept his volume in check. “You call yourself upright and bright? Go ask your Aunt what dirty tricks she pulled to snatch everything from me. You're lucky — someone else carried the weight for you. What about me? Everything I struggled to get turned into yours!”
Thinking of everything he'd been through, Huo Zhenghao hated Jiang Muye to death.
If Jiang Muye had never appeared, Huo Zhenghao would still be up high, and he wouldn't have been thrown out like garbage at all.
After hearing Huo Zhenghao's hysterical voice, Jiang Muye didn't have a drop of sympathy. He spoke coldly. “Survival of the fittest. I don't know what happened, but what's fated can't be changed. What isn't yours isn't yours. Even if you used tricks, it still isn't yours.”
Whatever Jiang Muye wanted, he would fight for.
But he would absolutely never touch someone else's cheese, and he'd never casually hurt an innocent person.
Huo Zhenghao stared at Jiang Muye with utter displeasure. “That's easy for you to say because you have everything. Everything you're suffering now, you deserve!”
Jiang Muye's eyes went ice-cold. “Including dragging other innocent people into it and letting my girlfriend get hurt?”
Huo Zhenghao could target him however he liked, but he absolutely couldn't use Yu Xi to hurt others just because he'd lost the position of Chen Group heir.
“I don't care. Whoever took my things, I take revenge on,” Huo Zhenghao glared viciously at Jiang Muye. “If you hadn't messed things up, I would've already succeeded.”
Huo Zhenghao was the adopted son of the Chen Group's Chairman.
He was exceptionally talented, raised from childhood to be the future heir. He held himself to strict standards, even fearing he was too emotional, and so he'd never dated.
Even less did he want the Chairman to have any dissatisfaction with him. He had always been strict with himself, had even gone to Haiguo to study, and had helped the company win no small amount of glory.
Yet Huo Zhenghao had lived under someone else's roof for so many years, and in the end, his adoptive father married Jiang Muye's Aunt — and everything changed.
A little woman with no name and no background had latched onto the Leng Group. With the Leng Corporation's help, she successfully squeezed into high society, attended a ball, became his adoptive father's dance partner, and thereby established her footing, marrying his adoptive father and becoming the "Mrs. Chen" everyone looked up to.
Originally, Huo Zhenghao hadn't put this "Mrs. Chen" in his eyes at all. He'd assumed she was nothing but a pretty face, just one of his adoptive father's many women, and would quickly be pushed aside.
But Huo Zhenghao had never imagined she could hold the position of official wife for so many years.
Even if his adoptive father had fluttering flags outside, at home the red flag stood firm.
Huo Zhenghao had even been schemed against by her, making a mistake in a project that disappointed his adoptive father. And that wasn't all — after his adoptive father passed away, Jiang Muye's Aunt began to show her true colors.
This woman had a snake's and scorpion's heart. She was no docile little lamb. She hollowed out everyone around her to use for her own purposes, treating Huo Zhenghao as a puppet to order about at will.
Huo Zhenghao was reduced to complete garbage, thrown out of the game by her. He had been a General Manager in the Chen Clan, and then he was fired.
None of the Chen family's assets had anything to do with Huo Zhenghao, and he only got a compensation fee of less than a million.
A million? Could that really compare to the Chen Group's hundreds of billions in assets!
Huo Zhenghao was furious. If he hadn't been quick enough to curry favor with people, he'd have been destitute by now, trampled by everyone.
Having everything taken from him, he naturally had a bitter refusal to accept what was happening, which was why he'd sought out Yu Xi, who was just as lost and despondent.