I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 155 My Mental Distress Compensation is Calculated in Hundreds of Millions

"Go back to sleep!" Zhang Menglong said to Lee Ji-eun, "Let's pretend tonight never happened!"

"Mr. Zhang," Lee Ji-eun suddenly said, "Do you really have no thoughts about my coming over tonight?"

"I am a man," Zhang Menglong replied, "the very normal kind. If I didn't have Yiyi, tonight might have turned into a group activity. But because of Yiyi, all I had were some physiological reactions, so don't doubt your charm!"

After saying this somewhat provocative but utterly honest line, Zhang Menglong immediately closed the door.

"Damn, this really is testing my willpower!" Zhang Menglong muttered while adjusting his pants, "Lu Yiyao, this is all your fault!"

...

"Mr. Zhang, time to wake up!"

The next morning, another pleasant voice woke Zhang Menglong from his sleep. This time, however, it was not one voice but three!

"Tsk tsk, if I posted this on social media, I might become public enemy number one." Zhang Menglong murmured with a smile, his eyes still closed.

The popularity of these three actresses in Huaxia was terrifying. Whether male or female, just calling them "wife" settled the matter. If people knew these three actresses not only stayed at his house last night but also came to wake him up this morning, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Get up, up, up, up; this is life!" Who would have thought that just a few months ago he was frazzled from job hunting, only to suddenly find himself at a pinnacle that ordinary people couldn't reach in several lifetimes.

"Mr. Zhang, I will help you get dressed."

"Mr. Zhang, I'll prepare your toiletries."

"Mr. Zhang, I'll check if breakfast is ready!"

The three actresses began bustling about like Zhang Menglong's maids.

"Hong Yi, if we stayed in Qingqiu Country forever, I suspect you'd be out of a job," Zhang Menglong teased.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, I'm not worried about that. There are many things they can't do for you, but I can."

"That's why I like your confidence!" Zhang Menglong said, laughing as he entered the bathroom. Indeed, for him now, as many vases as he wanted could be had at his command; with a snap of his fingers, beauties from all over the world could accompany him. But such an able right-hand man was indeed rare.

After enjoying a delightful breakfast with the company of the three beauties, they sat on the couch, waiting for today's guest to arrive.

Last night, after Lee Ji-eun went back, she told Lisa and Liu Renna about Su Zhihe coming to apologize. Of course, she didn't mention the details of going to Zhang Menglong's room. But when they learned that Su Zhihe was coming to apologize, their surprised expressions were evident. Su Zhihe, normally so arrogant, had been brought low enough to apologise to Zhang Menglong?

Although they were popular actresses, popularity meant nothing in front of such officials. These officials could ruin them with just a simple investigation, finding countless ways to make them suffer. After all, in the vast dye vat of the entertainment industry, no one could keep their hands clean.

There were some things they didn't know, yet these things involved them, and the onlooking crowd wouldn't bother to delve into who was at fault. Just digging up some tax evasion would be enough to ostracize even the most famous of them.

So, in terms of social status and power, Su Zhihe was leagues above them. His personal apology was absolutely a subversion of their understanding.

"Ding dong!" The sound of the doorbell rang and Hong Yi came from the foyer, "Mr. Zhang, Su Zhihe is here."

"Is he alone?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"There are two more, they must be his assistants."

"Bring him over."

"Yes!"

Moments later, a slightly overweight middle-aged man followed Hong Yi meekly, and the other two were rather thin, even somewhat sleazy-looking. Their oversized suits made one wonder if they had stolen them from somewhere.

"Damn, did this guy run into a vampire last night?" Su Zhihe looked up, revealing a pale face. With his build, shouldn't he have been the picture of health, full of vigor? It seemed a female ghost had drained his yang energy the night before.

"Mr. Zhang, I used a few tricks last night, enough to give this guy nightmares for three days and nights. He probably didn't sleep at all last night," Ye Yin's voice resonated in Zhang Menglong's ear.

"I'm really curious about what you did to scare him like this," Zhang Menglong couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Zhang, good day, I am Su Zhihe, these are my two deputies. Today, I come with sincere intentions to apologize to the three ladies," Su Zhihe bent over and smiled obsequiously, looking very much like an ancient eunuch, except he was better nourished.

"Hmm?" Zhang Menglong's gaze swept over Su Zhihe and then his two assistants. "Are you sure you're here to apologize?"

"This..." Su Zhihe hesitated, "Mr. Zhang, is there something inappropriate?"

"Haven't I mentioned that we in Huaxia value etiquette? Although this is Qingqiu, on my turf, it has to be done my way. You came here empty-handed, and you call that sincerity? Give me a break!"

"No, no, Mr. Zhang, you're mistaken. I truly came with full sincerity this time. My sincerity might not be large, but it is definitely substantial."

"Oh? Then I really must see this," Zhang Menglong said, "And remember, there are three of us here. If you only brought one gift, that won't do. I, Zhang Menglong, have never been unfair."

"Of course, of course," Su Zhihe hurriedly said. "I used some very inappropriate methods this time, causing fright to both the three ladies and their families. On behalf of all of Qingqiu, I express our apologies to the three ladies."

"Who the hell are you calling 'ladies'? Do you even know how to speak?" Zhang Menglong slapped the table. "In our Huaxia, 'ladies' is not a good term! Do you even know how to apologize?"

Zhang Menglong's slap made Su Zhihe tremble all over, as if the slap had landed on his face.

"Then... then what should I say..." Su Zhihe felt utterly uncomfortable, if not 'ladies', then what?

"Call them Misses!" Zhang Menglong said seriously.

"This..." Su Zhihe sighed. In front of this devil, he had no choice but to comply absolutely, "Three Misses, this is a gesture of sincerity from our Treasury Department."

Su Zhihe glanced at his two deputies, who immediately pulled out three bank cards from their briefcases.

"Ladies, each of these cards contains 100 billion Qingqiu Currency, as compensation for the mental distress caused. We hope you can forgive our previous inappropriate actions," Su Zhihe earnestly said.

"100 billion Qingqiu Currency? Are you kidding me?" Zhang Menglong scoffed coldly, "Your Qingqiu Currency has been plummeting in value these days, it's probably only worth about 50 million Huaxia Currency now, right?"

"Last time in Huaxia, some idiot messed with my film crew's actors. Do you know how much he paid in mental distress compensation?" Zhang Menglong raised a hand.

"500 million Huaxia Currency?"

"500 billion Huaxia Currency!" Zhang Menglong said in a calm tone, "Here, if the mental distress compensation isn't measured in billions, I consider it mere lip service!"