Chapter 534: Young Master Zhao Will Pay for the Losses He Caused Today!
Under the furious gazes of countless passers-by, a young man in a white suit and sunglasses walked out of the Hummer. In his arms was a fashionable boy around six or seven years old.
As he walked out, many passersby were shocked.
“It’s the Zhao family’s young master, Zhao Yuanliang!”
Someone was about to curse out loud, but after hearing this exclaim, his body began to tremble suddenly.
“What? He’s King of Chaos from the Zhao Family?”
The rest looked terrible too.
Zhao Yuanliang was just too famous in Jinling!
He was the Zhao family’s second young master, one of the most influential people in Jinling’s high society. He was the leader of Jinling’s third, younger generation.
He was a typical hedonistic son of a wealthy family. King of Chaos was his nickname. With his family background, he was arrogant and domineering in Jinling, and no one dared to mess with him.
The young man in a suit smiled in disdain. He then lowered his head and said to the boy in his arms, “How was it, Yangyang? Did you enjoy driving your uncle’s car?”
“We didn’t kill anyone, uncle. It’s not satisfying.”
The boy’s childlike features revealed a trace of arrogance.
What he said infuriated many.
They were shocked to find out that the Hummer that almost hit someone was driven by a six or seven-year-old child. Furthermore, he did not feel guilty at all after creating the mess. Instead, he said things like he did not kill anyone, and that he was not satisfied.
Mengmeng hugged Ye Chen’s arm and said, “Daddy, they’re so bad.”
Fatty Li Erguo spat on the ground and said, “Dad, did you see that? This is the rich second-generation they talk about on tv. I’m much better compared to him.”
“What a great ancient capital of the six dynasties!”
Li Yongmin smiled out of anger. He looked extremely terrible.
Ye Chen heard every single word the passersby said. Subsequently, he shook his head, “The family has been wealthy for three generations. It’s no wonder that they dare to act so brazenly!”
Faced with the pointing fingers from countless passersby, Young Master Zhao smiled coldly, “What are you looking at? Go home and look at your mother!”
Subsequently, he wrote a check and tossed it into the supermarket behind him. “I’ll pay for the losses I’ve caused today!”
He then drove the Hummer away.
“What kind of person is that? Is this the correct way to be teaching a child?”
Even though Cang Shuxue was a girl, she could not help but be pissed, “Also, how can a minor drive around so brazenly? Does law mean nothing to them?”
She then took out her phone to call the police.
Li Yongmin stopped her immediately, “Ms. Cang, don’t be rash. We can’t afford to offend such a person.”
…
Everyone lost their appetite after such a joy-killing incident. After casually eating two mouthfuls, Li Yongmin insisted on paying the bill and returned to the art gallery under Cang Shuxue’s lead.
Ten minutes later, all the children who were participating in the competition gathered at the art gallery under the guidance of their parents. Even the few people who were on the same bus as Ye Chen earlier were no exception.
Everyone had anticipation and excitement filled their faces. They had their guards up when they looked at each other. They had clearly realized what winning the first place of the art competition meant.
At the same time, there was a commotion behind the crowd.
The people turned around to see five bodyguards in uniform escorting a young man toward them. No one dared stop them. Even if they refused to let out a path, they would be pushed away.
“It’s him again!” Li Yongmin and Cang Shuxue were shocked when they saw the young man’s face.
The reason being the young man was the young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Yuanliang, whom they had met outside earlier. At the moment, he was still carrying the six to seven-year-old boy in his arms, and there was a piece of chocolate in his mouth.
“It’s Young Master Zhao!”
“I didn’t expect him to come. Did he bring the child in his arms to participate in the competition?”
“My, my. Even the famous Young Master Zhao brought someone to participate in this competition. What chances do we stand?”
“…”
The crowd was shocked.
To them, this so-called children’s art competition was not worthy of the attention of a wealthy family. They did not expect Zhao Yuanliang, the second young master of the Zhao family to participate as well.
“Could they be here for Master Wu Wenshan?”
Someone’s eyes lit up.
Zhao Yuanliang was arrogant the whole time and he ignored everyone. On the other hand, the little boy in his arms looked fiercely at the children and said in disdain, “You guys are a bunch of garbage. Do you think you are qualified to compete with me, Zhao Yang?”
No one dared to voice their anger.
At that moment, a woman in qipao walked over with a microphone. She shouted as she walked, “The competition is about to begin. Leaders of all regions, please bring your contestants in with me. Parents, stay outside!”
“Do I need to stay outside as well?” Zhao Yuanliang revealed an expression not sure if he was smiling.
“Eh, aren’t you Young Master Zhao?”
The woman hurried over and said respectfully, “Of course you don’t have to stay outside. Please come in. I’ll bring you in myself.”
Zhao Yuanliang enjoyed her respect. He carried the child and swaggered in under everyone’s indignant gazes.
Although they were angry, it was impossible for them to head back now since they were already here. The venue was chaotic. Countless parents kept cheering for their children.
“Ye Mengmeng, Li Erguo, Guan Muze, Chen Xiaohai…”
As the leader of Tiannan, Cang Shuxue ticked the names one by one. She then closed the registration form and said, “You guys will follow me. As for the parents, stay outside. We will come out as soon as the competition ends. Don’t worry.”
Mengmeng grabbed the corner of Ye Chen’s shirt tightly and said shyly, “Daddy, I want you to come with me.”
“Don’t worry. Daddy and Sister Qianqian will keep an eye on you. Do your best. Daddy has confidence in you,” Ye Chen kissed her while smiling.
“Daddy, I’ll definitely get the first prize!”
The little girl waved her little fist and followed Cang Shuxue into the gallery.
Before he left, Li Erguo smirked and said, “Uncle Ye, don’t worry. I won’t let anyone bully Mengmeng. After all, I didn’t get this body from merely drinking water.”
“Get lost!”
Li Yongmin kicked him.
The fatty jiggled the fats on his body and disappeared within a blink of an eye.
Li Yongmin turned around to comfort Ye Chen, “Don’t worry, Brother Ye. It’s just a children’s art competition. It’s nothing.”
Ye Chen smiled and said nothing. Instead, he spread Divine Consciousness and watched his daughter’s every move.
…
There was a manor at the mountain behind Jinling Gallery.
After Zhao Yuanliang led his seven-year-old nephew Zhao Yang into the manor, he bowed to a blue-clad old man and smiled, “Yuanliang greets Uncle Wu!”
An old man in blue clad sat before him. He was calm, and he gave off an aura of a scholar. Beside him stood several men. Each of them possessed a powerful presence.
If there were outsiders here, they would be shocked to discover that these people were the seniors of the art industry in Jinling. There was the president of the Calligraphy Association, the president of the Calligraphy Art Association, and the president of the biggest Chamber of Commerce in Jinling…
However, these people were extremely respectful because the old man was Wu Wenshan, the No.1 painter in Jinling!
Wu Wenshan opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuanliang. His gaze finally landed on the seven-year-old Zhao Yang. He nodded slightly and asked, “Is this kid the descendant of my old friend?”
“Yes, Uncle Wu!”
The arrogance Zhao Yuanliang had earlier was completely gone. He nodded politely and said, “Uncle Wu, my second grandfather hopes that you’d take Zhao Yang as your disciple.”
“Don’t worry!”
Wu Wenshan nodded slightly and said, “I’ve spoken to the judges. This child will get first prize in the competition this time. I’ll show up by then and officially accept him as my disciple!”
“Thank you, Uncle Wu!”
After Zhao Yuanliang expressed his gratitude, he left with his nephew.
An old man could not help but said after Zhao Yuanliang left, “Master Wu, I’ve heard that the little young master of the Zhao family has never learned to paint before. He can’t even draw an egg. I’m afraid the people would create a stir if he were to be given the first prize.”
Wu Wenshan flung his sleeves!
“I’ll call the shots on whoever will be given the first prize. What are they going to do about that?!”