Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

"No!"

"no!"

Grandpa Sun and Sun Guan spoke almost simultaneously.

Even if the sky falls and the earth collapses, they still have to leave.

"What? Your master wants you to stay overnight, shouldn't you be extremely grateful?"

Meng Chuan looked at Old Master Sun with a cold smile.

It has to be said, Meng Chuan is truly impressed that Old Master Sun has been able to endure this long.

He's truly a wise and experienced man, far more shrewd than a rich second-generation like Sun Guan.

"No, Master, please don't misunderstand. The main thing is that Sun Guan's leg needs to be changed when we get back."

Grandpa Sun hurriedly explained.

They were really anxious just now, and seemed a bit impatient. They mustn't arouse Meng Chuan's suspicion!

“Master, as you know, this old servant is truly getting old. As people age, they become particularly attached to family ties. I only have one son, Sun Guan…”

Grandpa Sun continued.

He wanted to appeal to Meng Chuan's emotions and reason, dispel Meng Chuan's doubts, gain Meng Chuan's sympathy, and extricate himself in a logical manner.

“Old man, although I, Meng Chuan, am young, I am not stupid! Your son’s leg is broken, not an external injury.”

Meng Chuan dropped the pretense and said to Old Master Sun with a cold smile:

"I've never heard of having to change dressings every day after a bone is set."

Grandpa Sun suddenly became a little nervous, but he forced himself to remain calm and said:

"I found him an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and he needs to receive massages and hot compresses every day..."

"So, your son absolutely has to go back to work tonight, right?"

Meng Chuan interrupted Grandpa Sun before he could finish speaking.

"Master, how about this? This old servant will stay and watch the movie with you, and you can let him go back first..."

Grandpa Sun still wanted to persist.

Someone has to go back tonight.

Running away is only one aspect; the key is that someone needs to go back and make arrangements for tomorrow.

If the news of the Sun family's bankruptcy isn't released in time tomorrow, short selling will become a joke.

If Castle Investment thinks that the Sun family is up to no good and is plotting against them, then the consequences will be the most serious.

"Shadow Butterfly".

Meng Chuan suddenly shouted.

"Little Lord."

Yingdie spoke respectfully.

“If Sun Guan dares to step out of Haihu Manor today, I’ll cut off his broken leg. You want a massage and hot compress, right? Then send the leg back for a hot compress, but leave the man here.”

Meng Chuan looked at Grandpa Sun with a smile.

But what Meng Chuan said sounded like ice water poured over Grandpa Sun's head, chilling him to the bone and making his heart turn cold.

At this point, no matter how unwilling Grandpa Sun was to admit it, he had to realize that Meng Chuan had never intended to let them leave from the very beginning.

Or rather, Meng Chuan was toying with them from the very beginning.

"Yes, young master!"

Yingdie immediately agreed, then stared at Sun Guan with an unfriendly expression.

No one doubted that if Sun Guan really dared to insist on leaving, Ying Die would definitely cut off Sun Guan's broken leg.

"Meng Chuan, what exactly do you mean? My Sun family has always been accommodating to your every request. Are you trying to imprison my son and me? Aren't you afraid I'll call the police...?"

Sun Guan said, his voice filled with fear and trepidation.

This was the first time that Sun Guan, and indeed the entire Sun family, had thought of calling the police when faced with a problem.

Before tonight, even though Meng Chuan had practically emptied the Sun family's coffers, the Sun family had never considered calling the police.

The Sun family still has some bottom line; matters of the martial world should be settled within the martial world.

Sun Guan suddenly realized that the police were so lovable.

This was the first time they had ever so desperately wanted the police to rescue them from their misery.

"You are free to call the police, as long as you don't leave this manor."

Meng Chuan said indifferently.

Sun Guan then actually took out his phone to call the police.

However, after taking out his phone, Sun Guan realized that there was no signal at all.

No wonder their phones haven't rung even once all afternoon.

It should be noted that the Sun family is currently going through a turbulent period, with various plans being made in full swing, and many people are waiting for their orders.

They haven't received a single phone call today; they should have realized something was wrong a long time ago.

"Alright, I'm really going to see a movie now. If you two really aren't interested, then you can stay here and keep the fish in this lake company!"

With that, Meng Chuan turned to leave.

"Meng Chuan, how did you know?"

The moment Meng Chuan turned around, Grandpa Sun stopped pretending.

He knew it was all over.

But he still wouldn't give up.

The whole thing was top secret; no one knew about it except for his blood relatives in the Sun family.

Because it was top secret, many things required the father and son to personally arrange and give orders.

In particular, all the information about the Sun family's bankruptcy was on the USB drive they carried with them.

Even his grandson, Sun Dashan, couldn't get it.

"What? You're not calling me master anymore? You're not referring to yourself as your old servant anymore?"

Meng Chuan turned around with a smile.

But at this moment, Meng Chuan's smile was more terrifying than a devil in the eyes of Grandpa Sun.

"Meng Chuan, please, I'm getting old. I know my Sun family can't beat you. My Sun family never intended to fight you in the first place."

Grandpa Sun slowly knelt down:

“I don’t have many years left to live, and I’ve let go of everything. All I want now is to take my family and fly away. Rest assured, no one from the Sun family will ever set foot in Shanghai again in our lifetime. Please be lenient.”

Grandpa Sun had no choice but to back down, because he still harbored a sliver of hope.

He fantasized that he could awaken the last shred of conscience in Meng Chuan's heart, allowing him and his son to leave peacefully.

However, when he led a mob to burn, kill, and loot, he never had a shred of conscience.

Now he wants to short his own company, Xingyao Entertainment, to curry favor with foreign capital, completely disregarding the fact that tens of thousands of shareholders have lost their lives and families, and he has no conscience whatsoever.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't leave this manor, I guarantee your personal safety."

Meng Chuan said calmly:

"As for fighting, even if you want to fight me, I welcome you anytime. I was able to bring you down when your Sun family was at its peak, so I'm not afraid of your retaliation after I'm gone."

Meng Chuan paused, then slowly walked to Old Master Sun, bent down, and whispered in his ear:

"Actually, you don't need to leave. Even if you escape to the United States, you'll still be in my hands."

"And don't even think that Castle Investment can protect you. Let me tell you the truth, Castle Investment won't escape either."

"Once I've dealt with the domestic stock market crash this year, I will personally go to Wall Street. I will not let any of the foreign capital involved in this crash go unpunished."

Meng Chuan's voice wasn't loud, but to Grandpa Sun, it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

"You...you know about Castle Investment? No, impossible. If you know about them, you should know about what's behind them..."

"You mean the Rothschilds, Morgans, Rockefellers, and other top financial groups?"

Meng Chuan smiled calmly:

"Believe it or not, even if I stood right in front of them, they wouldn't dare lay a finger on me!"