Fanling Clubhouse, the largest and most luxurious golf clubhouse in Hong Kong.

Golf, I don't know when, was inexplicably classified as an upper-class sport, some of the long-established rich or nouveau riche who like to learn from others to play elegant when they have money and nowhere to spend, they all like to play golf when they have nothing to do - regardless of whether they will or not, they must be fully equipped, and sometimes even a set of clubs can cost tens of thousands of dollars. It can be seen that ordinary people really can't afford to play this kind of sport.

Yan Murong was dressed in casual clothes, and under the leadership of the caddy, he came to the position of the rest area of the course, and saw Wang Chuanru wearing a golf suit sitting there drinking tea, while the king of kings was standing behind him, with his head down, and five finger prints were clearly printed on his face.

"You may be seated."

Seeing Yan Murong coming, Wang Chuanru stretched out his hand. When Yan Murong sat down, he picked up the teacup and poured Yan Murong a cup of tea.

"Kuding tea?" Yan Murong took a sip and said. "Your boss Wang's family has a big business, why do you drink this kind of tea? Even if you can't drink the big red robe, at least you have to get some excellent Longjing. ”

"Kuding tea defeats the fire." Wang Chuanru said with a smile, not at all annoyed by Yan Murong's quip. "Autumn is dry and easy to get angry, and drinking some Kuding tea is good for the body."

Yan Murong admitted that Wang Chuanru was indeed a little angry at this time, but it was just a fire in his heart.

"Mr. Yan, the dog is not angry, I will make amends to you here first." Wang Chuanru took the teacup, which was regarded as an apology, and said. "I know that Mr. Yan likes to be direct, so I won't beat around the bush - if I lose, I will lose, and our Wang family will still lose, but the shares of the racecourse cannot be given to you, but I can use the market price of the racecourse shares into cash compensation for you, what do you think?"

"Lao Wang, you are really stingy." Yan Murong smiled and asked, pointing to his nose. "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"If you're a fool, there's no smart person in the world." Wang Chuanru shook his head and said.

"Thanks for the compliment." Yan Murong grinned and said. "But, even if you praise me to the sky, you have to give me what should be given to me - I'm not stupid, you are not stupid, take the shares and share it or buy it out at one time, which is more profitable, you know better than me."

"Twice the price." Wang Chuanru said calmly.

As Yan Murong said, Wang Chuanru only has seven percent of the shares in his hands, but these seven percent alone will pay hundreds of millions of dividends every year - in other words, even if all his businesses are bankrupt, as long as the shares of the horse farm are still in his hands, he will not have to worry about eating, drinking and having fun in this life, just lie at home and hug the beauty every day and wait for the money to fall in the sky.

How could Wang Chuanru give up such a profitable thing to others?

"You play slowly, I'll go back first." Yan Murong stood up, made a gesture to leave, and vetoed Wang Chuanru's proposal with action.

"Mr. Yan, please stay." Wang Chuanru hurriedly shouted. "Why don't you make a condition, how can you give up the shares of the racecourse?"

Wang Chuanru has been in business for many years, and he has long been cunning, and after Wang Zhongwang told him about the process of gambling with Yan Murong, he knew that his stupid son was yin by Yan Murong. Since it has been premeditated for a long time, then there are corresponding conditions that follow.

"Then I'll talk about my conditions?"

"Say, as long as it's not too much, I can promise you."

"Okay." Yan Murong sat down again, stretched out two fingers, and said. "Two conditions - first, according to what you said, twice the price, is there a problem?"

"No problem, I can transfer you right now." Wang Chuanru said happily. Yan Murong also reported his account, and soon, the mobile phone received a message from the bank, showing that the transfer was successful. Yan Murong's small purse has more than a billion extra money.

"What about the second condition?" Wang Chuanru asked.

"The second condition." Yan Murong looked at the king of kings. "I want an answer from his mouth."

"Just ask." Wang Chuanru nodded.

"King of Kings, I want to know, who is that foreigner?" Yan Murong looked at the king of kings and asked.

"I don't know his name." The king of kings said expressionlessly, but Yan Murong could see that this guy didn't lie to him.

"Well, that doesn't matter." Yan Murong continued to ask. "So, who told you to arrest me? Don't think that you are mixed with Ye Lanjun and Zheng Xiao, I don't know, but, as I said, I am a praying mantis, you may not be a yellow finch - who is the person behind you? ”

"What are you talking about? I don't understand. The king of kings said in denial.

"I really don't understand?" Yan Murong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes stared at the king of kings with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through people. "Believe it or not?" The king of kings turned his head, not daring to look at Yan Murong's eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Wang Chuanru asked with a strange expression, it was obvious that his expression was not pretending, but he didn't know anything about what the king of kings was doing.

"Lao Wang, it seems that your son has done a lot of things without you." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I won't say anything, you can ask him yourself, I'm leaving."

"Okay, I won't send it." Wang Chuanru nodded, the matter was settled, and he didn't have the need to keep Yan Murong, and he was still upset when he saw it. As soon as he remembered that his idiot son had lost a stake in the horse farm by betting on horses, he was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

Until Yan Murong's figure completely disappeared, Wang Chuanru's eyes shifted to the king of kings, and his sharp eyes seemed to roast the king of kings alive.

"Dad, you-don't take his word for it." The king of kings avoided the fiery gaze and said justifiably. "You also know that the kid surnamed Yan is very cunning, and he never has a word of truth in his mouth, I really didn't do anything."

"I don't want to know what you've done." Wang Chuanru waved his hand to interrupt the words of the king of kings and said. "I just tell you, no matter what you do, don't affect the Wang family, otherwise, you won't get anything."

"Dad, you believe me." The king of kings explained eagerly. "I really didn't do anything, I'm your son, how can you doubt me? Don't you know who the surname Yan is? He's just a little man, and he can't be trusted at all. ”

"I didn't say I believed him." Wang Chuanru stood up and said. "Again, I don't care what you do, but don't implicate the Wang family."

"Dad—"

"It's good to do it yourself." Wang Chuanru no longer gave him a chance to speak, and got up and left directly. The king of kings was left standing in place, his eyes full of anger.