chapter 44 The feeling of falling from the clouds into the mud is so miserable

"Of course, it's true. Everyone here knows Nicole Bian is my son-in-law. If you don't believe me, you can ask them," Nohe Bao said with a proud smile. People around them chimed in, confirming that Nohe Bao was indeed Nicole Bian's father-in-law. "So, you are Nicole Bian's father-in-law? My apologies," the tattooed man quickly changed his attitude, nodding and bowing to Nohe Bao. He was just a runner. Not just him, even his boss, Victor Zhao of Victory Financial Solutions, wouldn't dare to offend Nicole Bian, let alone Heaven & Earth Corporation backing him. "Could you, for my and my son-in-law's sake, stop troubling Lope Yang and Avalon Ma from now on?" "It's not that I don't want to help you, Uncle Bao. I'm just a runner; I can't make such decisions," the tattooed man said apologetically, "How about this? I'll call my boss and ask him." "Good, call him. Put it on speakerphone and turn up the volume." The tattooed man did as told, called Victor Zhao, and briefly explained the situation. Then he handed the phone to Nohe Bao, "Uncle Bao, my boss wants to video chat with you." Nohe Bao took the phone and saw Victor Zhao on the screen. "Hey, Uncle Bao, it really is you." "Victor, for my and my son-in-law's sake, can you stop bothering Lope Yang and Avalon Ma in the future?" "But then I won't be able to recover the 300,000 yuan I lent out." "The person who borrowed your 300,000 yuan is Nana Jiang, not Lope Yang and Avalon Ma." "That's true, but since Nana Jiang has disappeared, I can only sell the house to recover my loss. I'll sell the house, take just the 300,000 yuan, and give the rest to your niece by marriage. How about that?" Nohe Bao turned to look at Avalon Ma. "Uncle, please help us. We can't let them sell our bridal house." Nohe Bao turned back to the screen and said to Victor Zhao, "A mere 300,000 yuan is nothing. My son-in-law is a sales manager at Heaven & Earth Corporation. Heaven & Earth Corporation is wealthy and has many opportunities to make money. Just one insider tip from my son-in-law could make you a fortune." "Oh, you have my word then, Uncle Bao. I promise not to bother Lope Yang and Avalon Ma anymore." After settling the matter, they ended the video call. Nohe Bao handed the phone back to the tattooed man, who left with his companions quickly. "Uncle, you're amazing. Just one phone call and you sorted out such a big problem." "Uncle, we’re so grateful you settled things with Victor Zhao. Otherwise, it would have been hard to say if our bridal house would have stayed ours." Lope Yang and Avalon Ma were extremely grateful to Nohe Bao. The onlookers also praised him for his wide connections and ability to handle big problems. Nohe Bao loved this feeling of being praised by everyone. He looked at Roy Yang with smug satisfaction, thinking, "Roy Yang, you might be richer, but I have wider connections and more friends in our hometown. I'm the one the villagers admire the most!" Roy Yang snorted quietly, muttering, "This old fool, good for nothing but using his son-in-law’s status to show off." "If his son-in-law gets fired from Heaven & Earth Corporation, he'll just be a useless old man, and anyone could trample on him," Stanley Du said coldly. He thought that Victor Zhao probably didn't know yet that Nicole Bian had been fired from Heaven & Earth Corporation. Once Victor Zhao found out, he would surely come back to trouble Lope Yang again. Next, it was time for the traditional teasing of the newlyweds in the bridal room. Stanley Du wasn't interested in the bridal room teasing. He walked alone in the front yard. Lope Yang's bridal house was a two-story building with a small yard of seventy to eighty square meters. In the southeast corner of the yard, there was a small flower bed with a dozen or so pots of flowers arranged haphazardly. Stanley Du glanced at the flower pots and his eyes suddenly sparkled with interest. Just then, the tattooed man and his companions unexpectedly returned. "Hey, what are you guys doing back here?" Nohe Bao approached them to ask. "I'll kill you, you old fool!" The tattooed man suddenly slapped Nohe Bao across the face, knocking him to the ground. Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events. Just ten minutes ago, the tattooed man was extremely respectful towards Nohe Bao. Now, he had returned only to physically assault him! What a shocking twist! What's going on here? "You dare hit me?" Nohe Bao, holding his cheek, shouted, "My son-in-law won't let you get away with this!" "Old man, your son-in-law has been fired by Heaven & Earth Corporation. You still dare use him to threaten me?" The tattooed man kicked Nohe Bao in the stomach. The other three men also rushed forward, beating and cursing Nohe Bao! Soon, the portly Nohe Bao was crying out in misery. He curled up, hands over his head, and pleaded, "Please, stop hitting me. You must be mistaken. My son-in-law is doing well. Why would Heaven & Earth Corporation fire him?" The tattooed man and his companions paused. Then, the tattooed man took out his phone and pulled up Heaven & Earth Corporation's official website. There, on the homepage, was the news of Nicole Bian's dismissal. He squatted down, showing the phone to Nohe Bao, "Can you read? Look at it yourself!" Nohe Bao was dumbfounded. After about a minute of silence, he burst into tears, "Ah, my son-in-law was fired by Heaven & Earth Corporation. How am I going to live now?" He had been accustomed to receiving a lot of pocket money from his son-in-law each month. Now, with the son-in-law fired, his income would drastically reduce. Having lived a life of comfort, the thought of returning to harder times was unbearable for him. "Stop your wailing!" The tattooed man shouted, silencing Nohe Bao. He then turned to Lope Yang, "Now, no one's going to back you up. Either give me the 300,000 yuan, or we go to court right now." Lope Yang was panicking inside but tried to sound tough, "Let's go to court. I'm not afraid of you!" At this moment, Stanley Du said with a smile, "Going to court on your wedding day is bad luck. Mr. Tattoo, you just want 300,000 yuan, right? I'll figure out a way to get it for you." Everyone was startled by Stanley Du's offer. The tattooed man turned to Stanley Du, "Who are you? Are you planning to pay his debt?" Stanley Du smiled, "I, nor Lope Yang, owe your company money. But I can help you get the 300,000 yuan to settle your accounts." The crowd was puzzled. Did Stanley Du really have a way to get 300,000 yuan? If he really had that kind of ability, then he was a real God of Wealth. "Alright, tell me, how can you help me get 300,000 yuan?" The tattooed man stared at Stanley Du and said with a ferocious smile, "If you can really get me the money, I won't bother Lope Yang anymore. But if you're just bluffing, don't blame me for being rough with you."