Urban Grand Heavenly Immortal

Su Weidong hesitated upon hearing this, looking at the two spoiled brats in front of him seething with rage to beat Mo Huasong. Eventually, he clenched his teeth painfully, yet stayed right where he was, and did not sit down.

"Very well, Su Weidong, I'm giving you a choice now. Either you sever your ties with this loser, or you break up with me." Yang Lixian shouted.

In her eyes, Su Weidong was deeply smitten with her, and he would agree to anything she asked. If she threatened him this way, he would surely comply obediently.

A piece of trash like Mo Huasong, who had been bullied by many boys, had poor academic grades, and was rumored to be an abandoned illegitimate child, what good was he?

Upon hearing Yang Lixian calling Mo Huasong trash, Su Weidong's face flashed with anger. "Fine, we're breaking up," he retorted.

"What?" Yang Lixian was so shocked that she could hardly believe her ears. Did Su Weidong just dare to say that?

Sir Ou was delighted by the unexpected turn of events.

This break up between Yang Lixian and Su Weidong was precisely what he desired.

And it gave him the perfect opportunity to teach those two boys a harsh lesson.

Just as Sir Ou was preparing to have the spoiled brats strike, Chen Zhijuan stood up and intervened, "Sir Ou, let them return to their seats. Drinking is a matter of choice, let's not lose our tempers. Let's go about this in a peaceful way; how about I drink a glass myself?"

With that, Chen Zhijuan picked up her glass and downed the drink in one gulp.

Seeing Chen Zhijuan do this, he remembered that his main intention tonight was her. She had already started drinking, and a few more pours later, she would be drunk.

"All right, Qing and Li, you can return," Sir Ou called to the two spoiled brats.

The spoiled brats stared fiercely at Mo Huasong before retreating to their seats.

Before long, a middle-aged man in a uniform suit walked over, carrying a glass of wine. "My apologies for the disruption this evening, Sir Ou. We had an unexpected influx of gold card members, and our rooms are fully booked. Please accept my apology."

Despite the middle-aged man speaking such words, his expression was far from humble, even bordering on arrogance.

Seeing the man in the suit, Sir Ou immediately lit up happily, and quickly stood up in surprise, "Manager Lin, this is just a minor thing! You're so busy, you shouldn't have come over here for this. No matter, really."

Sir Ou hurriedly reached for his wine glass and went all out pouring wine into his glass.

The wine glass was filled to the brim, yet Sir Ou continued to pour, as if worried that his glass would not be full enough.

"Come, let's toast," the man known as Manager Lin barely touched his lips to the glass before setting it back down.

Although Sir Ou noticed that Manager Lin didn't really drink the wine, just pretending, he had no complaints and hurriedly gulped down his own full glass.

"Manager Lin, allow me to propose another two toasts to you, you can just pretend, okay?" Sir Ou, who had been quite arrogant before, was now obsequiously flattering.

"No need, you all continue drinking and enjoy. Make sure to order plenty later while you're singing karaoke," Manager Lin waved dismissively, and without paying attention to Sir Ou, he turned and walked away.

"Yes, yes, I'll certainly order more things." Even though Manager Lin had left, Sir Ou still stood there bending over backwards nodding his head and bowing at the back.

Yang Lixian, who had a keen interest in influential figures, quickly asked, "Sir Ou, who was that Manager Lin? He seemed quite impressive, didn't he?"

"Yeah, Sir Ou, it seemed like he wasn't giving you any face just now," said Qing with resentment.

Upon hearing this, Sir Ou immediately pointed at Qing and cursed irately, "Qing, you fucker, if you want to die, you do it on your own, don't drag me down with you!"

"Ah, Mr. Ou, what's wrong?" the young man asked in a hurried whisper when he saw Mr. Ou looking so frightened.

"Do you know? This Manager Lin is the nephew of the owner of the Dynasty Hotel. He may seem like just a manager, but he's actually the person with real power in the hotel," Mr. Ou whispered.

"What? Manager Lin is the nephew of the Dynasty Hotel's owner?" The young man was taken aback. "My goodness, thank goodness I didn't offend Manager Lin earlier, or else I wouldn't even know how I died."

Yang Lixian asked puzzled, "Mr. Ou, young man, is this Dynasty Hotel owner very powerful?"

"Of course. The Dynasty Hotel is a subsidiary of the Dynasty Group, which belongs to the Lin family, one of the five great families of Zhanshai City. Did you know that?" exclaimed the young man.

"What? One of the five great families? So the Dai, Jia, Ma, Li, and Lin families are the five leading families in Zhanshai City." Yang Lixian had heard about the five great families of Zhanshai City, rumored to be worth tens of billions.

The young man hadn't realized that the Dynasty Hotel was part of the Lin family's empire. He quickly sat up straight, not daring to act the slightest bit unruly.

"If only I could get to know someone from these five great families, that would be fantastic," Yang Lixian's eyes sparkled.

She had previously wanted Su Weidong to be her boyfriend, just so she'd have someone else to pay her bills and serve as her free personal assistant.

Li gave Yang Lixian a dismissive glance and said, "Lixian, that's extremely difficult. We don't qualify to meet anyone from the Lin family. Only someone prestigious like Mr. Ou can."

Upon hearing Li's compliments, Mr. Ou immediately puffed out his chest and said, "Absolutely. Let me tell you, I know a confidant of Second Young Master Li, who will introduce me to him soon."

"Are you talking about Li Zitao?" Mo Huasong found it kind of amusing.

If so, Li Zitao had already checked in to the underworld, I wonder if Mr. Ou is going too?

"Mo Huasong, is the great name of Second Young Master Li for someone like you to mention?" Mr. Ou shouted angrily.

At this point, Mr. Ou carefully produced a silver card from his pocket. It bore an engraving of a dragon, similar to the dragon card that Pang Wenjun had given to Mo Huasong. But the colors were different.

Mr. Ou proudly waved the silver card in his hand and said, "Do you know what this is?"

"Whoa, Mr. Ou, I do. This is the legendary Silver Dragon Card from the Hotel Alliance. It symbolizes status, with an amount of ten million credited into the cardholder's account at the time of issuance. It allows the holder to consume at all star-rated hotels in Zhanshai City. Even if there's no money in the card, they can still charge on credit, and enjoy many privileges and the best treatment," Li exclaimed as he marveled at the silver card in Mr. Ou's hand.

The young man also nodded and said, "Yes, with a Silver Dragon Card, you could potentially kick someone out of a hotel at any time."

"Really? Then why couldn't Mr. Ou even sit in his own private room and was kicked out to sit in the hall?" Mo Huasong mocked.

On hearing this, Mr. Ou's face turned alternately red and white.

Damn it, why is this Mo Huasong angling at my sore spot? Does he think this silver card is easy to acquire?

This card actually belonged to his father. He borrowed it today just to show off in front of Chen Zhijuan. But he had to return it to his father tomorrow.

"Because today, a very important person bearing a Gold Dragon Card came to host a banquet, so I graciously stepped aside," Mr. Ou hurriedly clarified, afraid that Chen Zhijuan would look down on him. "The Dynasty Hotel is doing great business - you can't just book a room because you have money."

"Yeah, didn't Manager Lin apologize to Mr. Ou a little while ago? Manager Lin still gave face to Mr. Ou," Li added quickly. "And people from the Lin family are not to be trifled with. Even billionaire bosses might be ignored when trying to talk to them."

Yang Lixian regretfully said, "If I had known earlier, I would have had a glass of red wine with Manager Lin. If he took a liking to me, I could work in the Lin family's company after graduation."

"Took a liking to you? Lixian, what do you mean by that?" The color drained from Su Weidong's face.

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