Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 1930: Chapter 1511: That Loser Is Too Strong

Bai Xiaosheng, Lin Weiwei, and Lei Ying spent most of the day shopping in the mall, and when they returned to the hotel, each of them was carrying many things. Surprisingly, Lei Ying had the most items; clothes, bags, cosmetics, a wide variety of everything, followed by Lin Weiwei.

At the time, Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but kindly remind Lei Ying, who was on a spree.

”Buying so many things and shipping them back, you’ll have to go through customs and pay taxes. It might not be cheaper than the mainland. Also, if you’re buying just because it’s cheap, do you and Zi Yue really need to save those few bucks?”

Bai Xiaosheng is very generous towards Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying, not just offering high salaries but also giving them equity shares in his company.

Now Lei Ying’s wealth is in the tens of millions, even after buying shares again with the dividends from a large portion of stocks.

Usually, while following Bai Xiaosheng around, Lei Ying doesn’t need to spend much of his own money; there’s nearly no spending, and no matter how much Zi Yue spends, she can’t blow through all that money.

Moreover, Zi Yue is a straightforward and practical woman who manages the household well. She likes good things but doesn’t like to squander or waste.

So, in Bai Xiaosheng’s view, Lei Ying really didn’t need to go to such lengths.

”Xiaosheng, that’s not how you calculate this.” Facing Bai Xiaosheng’s kind advice, Lei Ying grinned and said to Bai Xiaosheng, ”I believe that if Zi Yue lets me help her buy, buy, buy, I’m genuinely happy. And she actually knows that doing this makes me happy, isn’t that enough? Once money reaches a certain amount, it’s just numbers. Spending happily with your loved one is the best! The important thing is not the stuff but the sentiment.”

At the time, Lin Weiwei, standing by, nodded continuously and gave two big thumbs up.

Lei Ying’s reasoning truly surprised Bai Xiaosheng.

Unexpectedly, this big guy was so wise!

Then, Bai Xiaosheng also joined in the shopping spree. Even though he wasn’t sure about Wei Xuelian’s sizes or her preferences in makeup and jewelry, he relied on memories of his time with Wei Xuelian, deducing information from her clothing style, jewelry style, fragrance tone, and, with advice from Lin Weiwei, bought some of the best things he could find.

In fact, as Lei Ying said, the important thing is not the stuff but the sentiment.

A thousand miles to send a goose feather - the gift may be light, but the sentiment is profound.

When they returned to the hotel, the three of them busied themselves packing the things.

Zhenbei Group’s Greater China Region also has a company here, and Bai Xiaosheng plans to have them send the items back home he bought for Wei Xuelian, so they don’t need to worry about customs and taxes.

Speaking of which, the enterprise set down here was planned by Bai Xiaosheng himself when reorganizing the Greater China Region’s corporate layout. It’s a comprehensive company of considerable size, with the original intention to open up the Xianggang market.

Unfortunately, unlike the flourishing growth of many mainland enterprises, this company here, despite substantial support, remains lukewarm, with declining rather than increasing performance.

Bai Xiaosheng learned from their annual report that the local market here is tough to crack. Local enterprises seem to hold onto various fields quite firmly.

During Bai Xiaosheng’s visit here, he also wanted to see exactly what the situation was and consider whether cooperating with the Lin Family could open up the situation.

While Bai Xiaosheng and the others were busy, in a corridor of a high-end club, Baldhead and his few brothers, looking battered and bruised, hurried along. Several of them had treated their facial injuries with ointment, and they were two people short.

In fact, Bai Xiaosheng and Lei Ying didn’t strike very hard, but when Baldhead and his comrades woke up their unconscious brothers and planned to report back, coincidentally, they spotted Bai Xiaosheng’s group again, scaring them into an immediate retreat. In their haste, one guy ran into a column, another slipped, launched forward, and smashed into a shop’s glass pane...

The injuries of those two people were severe, with unstoppable bleeding, so Baldhead and the others had to send them to the hospital and treat their wounds as well.

Back and forth, they ended up wasting time.

By the time Baldhead and the others rushed back, the people in the club’s corridor were giving them odd looks.

They claimed to be debt collectors, yet in this day and age, no one is keen on violent means. Even if it comes to blows, they shouldn’t be on the receiving end. After all, sensing the tide turning, this group would never let themselves lose out. So how did they end up in such a state?

Baldhead and his crew walked along, covering their faces, feeling thoroughly ashamed.

When they reached a luxurious private room door, it just so happened to open, and out stepped a tall and thin middle-aged man.

As soon as Baldhead saw him, he quickly squeezed out a smile and approached.

That middle-aged man turned slightly and looked up, immediately greeted by a bald, bruised head leaning towards him, with a ghastly smile that was as unpleasant as could be. It was both hideously ugly and terrifyingly scary.

That middle-aged man almost slapped him.

But fortunately, at the last moment, the middle-aged man recognized who was in front of him, stopping the urge to lash out, though he couldn’t help but stammer, ”B-Baldhead, it’s you guys! What happened to you?!”

The tall middle-aged man was inevitably surprised.

”Sir, we went to collect and got, got beaten!” Baldhead said mournfully.

”Got beaten? By who!” The man referred to as Sir immediately furrowed his brow, surprised.

Baldhead and his crew aren’t easy targets; they had a bit of a reputation and were pretty tough. This time they went out with six people, and got beaten?

And ended up like this?

There must have been at least twice as many opponents!

That would be ten or twenty people!

The key is, Baldhead and his crew now work for Wu. Who would dare to be so brazen?

For a moment, Sir was filled with trepidation and utterly perplexed.

”It was that waste from the Lin Family and his bodyguard! They were too fierce; we were no match! Sir, we’re here to see Wu, hoping he’ll send us a couple more people, some experts!” Baldhead shouted, ”We want revenge!”

Sir was suddenly stunned.

Then, he looked at Baldhead peculiarly, eyes full of doubt, ”The Lin Family... are you sure?!”

”He’s really fierce, see this black eye of mine, I didn’t even get the chance to strike before I was punched,” Baldhead said in a grievance, ”When we went, no one told me he was so tough!”

”Impossible.” Sir frowned, puzzled, ”That guy from the Lin family, I’ve seen him, he’s not someone who fights! Previously, we sent people after him, and he just ran fast.”

”He’s really been hiding his skills! That waste, he hit hard, you see my brothers!” Baldhead retorted.

Now he couldn’t bear hearing that the Lin Family guy wasn’t tough, making it sound like he and his brothers were useless.

It’s funny how he himself kept calling him a waste without realizing that getting beaten by a ”waste” proves how inept they were...

”Wu isn’t here right now. Let’s talk when he gets back; you guys go rest first, and don’t go after that guy from the Lin Family anymore. I’ll look into it, maybe he took some fighting lessons recently...” Sir muttered, then solemnly advised Baldhead, ”You can call him a waste in front of me, but don’t do it in front of Wu! Uh, best not to call him that anymore, even in front of me, hear?”

The so-called Lin Family waste is an outsider’s term, and Sir was just surprised at Baldhead’s encounter and didn’t immediately react; now his expression was serious, emphasizing particularly.

This was because Baldhead and his gang had just arrived and were ”new”, not easy to scold or hit right away. Otherwise, Sir wouldn’t have been so polite.

”Uh, does it matter...” Baldhead muttered a bit indignantly.

”It matters!” Sir said in a deep voice, patting Baldhead’s shoulder meaningfully, ”Brother, if you want to survive around here, don’t call him that! I’m not advising you; I’m warning you!”