Chen Fan's gaze made Jiang Shaolong uncomfortable.
The aura he exuded made him feel an urge to prostrate himself in worship.
Seeing his son spacing out, Jiang's father coughed lightly.
Jiang Shaolong suddenly snapped back to reality, feeling embarrassed and resentful. He snorted coldly, "I'm not worthy, so is anyone else?"
"If I am not worthy, then no one in this world is!"
Chen Fan exuded an air of overwhelming confidence, radiating an aura of disdain for the world.
Jiang Shaolong was stunned at first, then burst into laughter, shaking with mirth.
This broke idiot really didn't know the occasion. Even in front of so many important figures, he still insisted on showing off. He wouldn't even know how he died later.
"Mr. Long, what's going on?"
Li Xiangbei and a group of business tycoons, hearing the commotion, rushed over, bowed, and surrounded Jiang Shaolong like he was the moon surrounded by stars.
"Nothing, just a mad dog broke in!" Jiang Shaolong said with a smile. "I'll have my bodyguards throw this mad dog out immediately!"
Li Xiangbei and the others glanced at Chen Fan and shook their heads.
Although they didn't say a word, the indifference in their eyes was undisguised.
Only Elder Tang frowned.
Although he didn't know Chen Fan's true identity, he was certain that Chen Fan was no ordinary person.
A person whom Qin Tianyou treated with respect, who casually produced three hundred million to buy a large villa, and who made Director Zhou, the head of the nine directors of Shengshi Group, grovel, could he be ordinary?
Wait...
Long Teng Group?
Purple Bauhinia Dragon Card?
Could it be...
Elder Tang suddenly thought of a possibility, and his heart was immediately stirred by immense waves.
If that were the case, then Jiang Shaolong...
For a moment, Elder Tang looked at Jiang Shaolong with a hint of pity.
Compared to Elder Tang's composure, the three young masters of the capital were not so calm.
"Young Master Zhang, what should we do?"
"You ask me, who do I ask?"
They looked at the triumphant Jiang Shaolong and then at the furious Chen Fan, agitated like ants on a hot pan.
Although they all came from top aristocratic families in the capital, they did not dare to take sides easily when facing the Undefeated God of War and Mr. Long, two super magnates.
Just as the three young masters of the capital were wavering, the captain of the bodyguards had already brought his men to surround them.
"Kid..."
"Get lost!"
Chen Fan roared suddenly, his eyes as sharp as a blade, sweeping over the bodyguard captain.
The latter felt his heart race, and boundless fear surged into his mind, scaring him into stumbling and nearly falling to the ground.
What kind of eyes were those?
Cold!
Deep!
As if they could devour everything!
He had never seen such terrifying eyes!
As a soldier who had retreated from the border war zone, he dared to say that even the most formidable general in the war zone was not one-tenth as powerful.
Who—
was he?
"What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and act!"
Jiang Shaolong, seeing that the bodyguard captain was still not moving, shouted angrily.
The bodyguard captain completely ignored Jiang Shaolong's words, as if he hadn't heard them.
"I spent so much money to hire you, are you here to eat?"
Jiang Shaolong shouted in exasperation.
"I don't want to die yet!"
The bodyguard captain wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes still filled with terror. With the other bodyguards, he turned and fled.
They didn't even dare to look back!
Seeing this, everyone exchanged glances, unable to recover for a long time.
Jiang Shaolong's face turned green and then white. In front of so many socialites and business tycoons, all the bodyguards he had hired at great expense had fled.
He had lost face!
"Alright, Shaolong, give him some money to send him away. Don't let him spoil the mood of our distinguished guests," Jiang's father said with a grim face.
In his opinion, Chen Fan was causing trouble at this time probably because he was after money.
"En!"
Jiang Shaolong looked at the growing number of people attracted by the commotion and knew that he couldn't let Chen Fan continue to make a scene.
He directly wrote a check, as if dismissing a beggar, and threw it at Chen Fan's feet.
He said condescendingly, "I've seen plenty of poor losers like you. It's just money, a small problem. Kneel down and crawl out immediately, and the million dollars on the ground will be yours."
Humiliating him with money?
Chen Fan smiled, not even looking at the check worth a million dollars.
A million dollars was indeed an unimaginable fortune for an ordinary person, but who was Chen Fan?
The Undefeated God of War in the military!
Mr. Long in the business world!
Either of these titles was enough to make him an invincible king who could shake Huaxia.
He was too lazy to even bend down to pick up a mere million dollars.
However, Chen Fan's attitude was interpreted by others as greed and a desire for more money.
Eager to show off in front of Mr. Long, the business tycoons immediately jumped out.
Without a word, they quickly wrote out a pile of checks and threw them at Chen Fan's feet like trash.
"See the money on the ground? Kneel down quickly and bark like a dog as you crawl. As long as you can make Mr. Long happy, all the money on the ground will be yours."
This move nearly blinded the eyes of the socialites.
The dozens of checks on the ground, by rough estimation, were no less than ten million.
What did this mean?
Ten million. Even if they had to eat shit while kneeling, many people would be willing, let alone just kneeling and barking.
Instantly!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Fan, and many even had a hint of envy in their eyes.
Heh—
The smile in Chen Fan's eyes deepened!
He had to admit, these rich people really knew how to play.
However, what was the difference between these so-called rich people and beggars in front of him?
He lightly lifted his right foot and stepped on the pile of checks on the ground, as if what was beneath his feet was not money, but a pile of real garbage.
With an extremely contemptuous gaze, he looked at the business tycoons who were throwing checks and suddenly said, "This meager amount of money isn't even enough for me to give to beggars!"
Whoosh—
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd exploded.
He's crazy, completely crazy!
Except for the three young masters of the capital and Elder Tang, everyone else looked at Chen Fan as if he were a lunatic.
Then, a burst of unrestrained laughter erupted.
Jiang Shaolong laughed the most exaggeratedly, almost to the point of tears.
Watching his enemy walk further and further down the path of self-destruction, what could be happier than this?
Indeed, after the laughter subsided, the faces of the business tycoons gradually turned cold.
"Little brother, you have a lot of guts, but unfortunately, you've come to the wrong place." A business tycoon from the underworld shook his head, looking at Chen Fan as if he were a dead man.
"To dare to cause trouble at Mr. Long's wedding, Mr. Long, in his magnanimity, won't bother with you, but that doesn't mean no one can deal with you!" another business tycoon said coldly, pointing at Chen Fan.
Mr. Long was like a god in the hearts of these people!
This person in front of them, repeatedly provoking their idol, had already stirred their murderous intent!
The business tycoons exchanged glances and reached a consensus. The private bodyguards behind them all stepped forward.
"This is your last chance. Kneel down and apologize to Mr. Long, or else—die!"
The business tycoon from the underworld said with murderous intent.
"May I ask—are you blind?"
Chen Fan smiled fearlessly, completely disregarding the private bodyguards.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Fan strode forward and suddenly shouted, "You consider trash like Jiang Shaolong as Mr. Long. If that's not being blind, what is?"