Huayu: I'm just opening a treasure chest, why are you shaking your leg?

Not a quarter of an hour later.

Then two nurses came carrying several medicine bottles.

Because they were from the hospital, Yuan Huang didn't dare to stop them and opened a path for them.

After the nurse reattached the IV drip, she turned to the crowd and said:

"You have so many family members!"

"The patient has just had surgery and needs rest and quiet. You may all leave."

Yuan Huang came up again with a smile on his face:

"Understood, understood. We'll talk for a bit more, then we'll leave right away."

The nurse nodded and then left.

this time.

Zhou Yang also woke up, his face full of anger, glaring at Yuan Huang.

"You're being too aggressive, I'll kill you!"

The next moment.

Two dark shadows, as large as small mountains, moved and blocked his view.

Zhou Yan, lying on the bed, spoke:

"Yang'er, that's enough. These people are all beasts. It's pathetic to get angry with them."

Zhou Yang turned around and shouted:

"Dad, how dare they hit you! I'm going to kill them!"

Yuan Huang chuckled and said:

"That's ambitious!"

"kill!

Even I wouldn't dare to kill someone indiscriminately!

"This is the 21st century, the laws are sound, murder is just youthful arrogance!"

Zhou Yang sneered, turned to look at Yuan Huang, his gaze sharp, and said, word by word:

"Hmph, believe it or not, Uncle Yuan, if you push me any further, let's see if I dare to fight to the death!"

For some reason, the way Zhou Yang looked at me didn't seem like that of a young man.

He was not a cunning middle-aged man.

This caused Yuan Huang's heart to tremble involuntarily.

"Clap clap clap".

Yuan Huang clapped his hands:

"Good, nephew, that's ambitious."

"I'll give you some face and give you a few more days."

"Haha... No matter how long you delay, you'll still have to pay it back eventually. That's over eight million, a huge sum!"

Zhou Yang revealed a disdainful look and spat out a mouthful of spittle:

"Only eight million? That's child's play."

The words fell.

Everyone in the ward was stunned.

Zhou Yan, Liu Caixia, and Zhou Yu were also taken aback.

Zhou Yang didn't make any boastful claims.

He now has a system.

There are also shooting techniques that are precise down to every single step.

As long as it can be filmed, released, and shown in theaters.

The box office will definitely be high.

Eight million shouldn't be a problem.

But no one else knows that.

Yuan Huang, along with several bosses behind him, and a group of bodyguards.

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst into laughter.

It's like looking at an idiot.

Zhou Yang wasn't angry; dealing with the creditors here was the most important thing today.

"If you like to laugh, then keep laughing."

The fight had torn the bag in his arms, spilling a layer of banknotes.

But there was still quite a bit left in the bag. He took out the bag and pulled out the remaining stacks of banknotes.

Zhou Yang glanced at everyone, a playful smile playing on his lips.

Yuan Huang was Zhou Yan's good friend. He set up a scheme and tricked him step by step, causing not only the factory to go bankrupt but also leaving him with huge debts.

The Zhou Yang of today is the same Zhou Yang of 07.

He was determined to avenge the bodyguard's beating.

The biggest and most important culprit here is Yuan Huang.

Zhou Yang is not yet capable of challenging Yuan Huang.

But...

Humiliation is still acceptable.

He approached step by step, counting the banknotes in his hand, and handed them over.

"What?

"You don't want it?"

"You all said you came to visit my dad, so it's only fair that we reciprocate."

"There's only a thousand dollars here, it's not much, but it's a small token of my appreciation."

The bodyguard was visibly furious, gritting his teeth, and seemed ready to kill Zhou Yang.

This is blatant humiliation.

The bodyguard naturally wouldn't accept.

Zhou Yang chuckled awkwardly a few times and turned around to ask.

"Dad, it's only right to return the gift, especially since Uncle Yuanhuang is an old friend of yours."

A smile finally appeared on Zhou Yan's gloomy face.

"Yes, yes, we should return the gift; that's what it means to be proper and respectful."

Zhou Yang sneered:

"See? My dad already said, come on, catch it."

The bodyguard still refused to answer.

Zhou Yang turned his head to look at Yuan Huang.

"Uncle Yuan, what's wrong with your bodyguard? Is he disobeying you?"

"This is money, don't you want it?"

Yuan Huang's gaze was cold. He rubbed the corner of his eye and waved his hand.

"Take it, it's my nephew's kind gesture, don't let it go to waste."

The boss had spoken, and although the bodyguard was furious, he had no choice but to comply.

But Zhou Yang's humiliation was definitely not just caused by a bodyguard.

Then, slowly and deliberately, he counted one thousand, one by one.

They moved on to the next bodyguard.

The bodyguard was both angry and hesitant.

Yuan Huang's voice: "Take it."

The bodyguard angrily accepted the money.

next.

next.

Next one.

Soon, we arrived at the people I remembered.

Dongfang Yue, Deputy Manager of Wuyue Siyue Film and Television Company.

Qi Xin, head of the production team at XiXiWaWa Entertainment Company.

These two, like Yuan Huang, were Zhou Yan's good friends.

That's right.

The two are the same as Yuan Huang.

Add insult to injury.

Deceive, set up a trap.

This caused Zhou Yan to owe several million.

It's kind of funny, actually.

He was able to get into the Beijing Film Academy thanks to his connections with Dongfang Yue and Qi Xin.

"Hehe, Uncle Dongfang, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to visit my dad. Thank you, and please come again next time."

Zhou Yang was all smiles.

Look at that appearance.

He really does look like a junior respectfully bowing to his elders.

Dongfang Yue was so angry that his nose was crooked, and his eyes instantly killed Zhou Yang, leaving him with nothing but ashes.

The latter naturally wouldn't accept.

Zhou Yang smirked and stuffed the item directly into Dongfang Yue's chest pocket.

"You're asking for it!"

Dongfang Yue's bodyguard roared and rushed forward to grab Zhou Yang.

Stop.

Dongfang Yue took a deep breath and stopped him.

"Zhou Yang is my nephew. How dare you yell at him and slap him?"

"Clap clap clap..."

Immediately afterwards, a crisp slapping sound rang out.

Zhou Yang laughed heartily:

"It's alright, Uncle Dongfang, don't be angry."

Then, he walked toward Qi Xin.

The latter's face was flushed red.

It is clear.

He was also burning with rage.

"Come here, Uncle Qi, my dad broke his leg and had to have it amputated."

"Oh, thank you for coming to see my dad. This is just a small token of my appreciation."

Just like Dongfang Yue, he gently stuffed it into his pocket.

It was utterly insulting.

The damage is minimal.

It is extremely insulting.

"Nephew Zhou Yang, you're too kind. We're all family. You're too polite."

Qi Xin gritted his teeth and said, word by word.

Zhou Yang smiled broadly and nodded slightly.

A short while later.

Everyone in the room gave money.

Zhou Yang didn't give it to Yuan Huang until the very last person.

A cold glint flashed in Yuan Huang's eyes. He raised his hand and laughed loudly:

"Nephew, you're too kind. Since it's a return gift, I'll accept it."

Zhou Yang laughed heartily.

Yuan Huang spoke up:

"My nephew has already given me face, so I can't stand on ceremony."

"Come on, take a look at these outstanding bills, and let's talk about repayment."

Zhou Yan, lying on the bed, said:

"Yuan Huang, what do you want to do with the money I owe you? You're threatening my son!"

"Hey, I don't have any." Yuan Huang shook his head.

Zhou Yang spoke first:

"Uncle Yuan, don't worry, I'll accept all of my dad's money."

"The son pays for the father's debts; it's very fair."

Liu Caixia stopped her, saying:

"Yang'er, that's eight million!"

Zhou Yang walked back and comforted him:

"It's okay, Mom, I'm here."

"I'm not a child anymore, don't worry."

He then said to Zhou Yan:

"Dad, I'll handle it. You can just focus on getting better."

"Son...you..."

Zhou Yan seemed to have noticed that Zhou Yang was different as well.

But I don't know how to express it.

"Dad, Mom, little sister, I'm going out for a bit."

Zhou Yang stood up and walked up to Yuan Huang.

"Let's go outside and talk. We can't make things happen here."

"What should we talk about?" Yuan Huang asked hesitantly.

"Of course, it's the money my dad owes you," Zhou Yang said with a faint smile.

"Well, it seems you're not faking it; you really have ambition."

Yuan Huang was taken aback for a moment before praising it.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want money or not, come on."

Zhou Yang's voice turned cold as he walked out first.

He knew that Yuan Huang would definitely follow.

At the hospital, Yuan Huang didn't dare to cause too much trouble.

If the police are called, even if Yuan Huang has connections, he will inevitably be in trouble.

After everyone had left the ward, Liu Caixia cried and said:

"Dad, what do we do now?"

Zhou Yan laughed loudly:

"Don't worry, I can tell. Yang'er is different from before."

"How is it different?" Liu Caixia was a little confused and kept wiping away her tears.

"It's ripe."

Zhou Yan, his face beaming with excitement, slowly said:

"When Yang'er came a few days ago, he looked completely dejected."

"This time, however, his eyes shone brightly, his spirit was clear and refined, his bearing was imposing, and his appearance was as graceful as jade."

"Do you know what this looks like?"

Liu Caixia was taken aback, then shook her head: "I don't know, what is it?"

"Only emperors possess such a majestic appearance!"

"What does that mean? Dragon Prime Minister, your legs won't grow back either."

Zhou Yan said excitedly:

"His legs won't grow back, but... from now on, our son will soar high on the wind!"