The Stepmother's Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era-Chapter 799 - 798: If You Can’t Speak Human, Go Be a Dog

Knowing that Pei Ziheng had been planning for a year and a half to get revenge for him, Zhao Yun was moved to tears.

"Ziheng, I didn’t expect you to love me so deeply. I just regret that I’m a man, otherwise I’d definitely marry you."

"I treat you like a brother, and you repay my kindness with betrayal?"

Zhao Yun: "Wah wah wah, how can you say such cold words with your thirty-seven-degree mouth?"

Pei Ziheng smirked, "You’re so good at acting cute, why don’t you just quit playing basketball and go to Thailand to become a ladyboy?"

Zhao Yun shuddered and regained his composure, "I don’t want to be a ladyboy, I want to be a man. When I make it big and return to the country, I’ll marry Jingshu and have a healthy son with her, the three of us living happily ever after, just thinking about it makes me happy~"

After saying this, seeing that Pei Ziheng looked indifferent, he couldn’t help but tease annoyingly, "There’s no point in telling you, you’re still young, you don’t understand the joys of being a man."

Pei Ziheng pulled out an IOU with a backhand, "I’m not interested in whether you’re happy or not, but I know how to settle accounts."

"What is this? When did I owe you five hundred thousand?"

Staring at the content on the IOU, Zhao Yun’s eyes widened even more than copper bells.

"It’s a long story, but I’ll keep it short."

The five hundred thousand was spent on Ren Jingshu, or more precisely, to help Ren Jingshu.

Although she achieved excellent results in both her college and art exams, because of the stain of impersonation, Ren Jingshu wasn’t admitted to the Capital Dance Academy but instead went to a second-tier specialist art college in the Capital.

Cut off financially by Mother Ren, Ren Jingshu had no choice but to study while working part-time to earn tuition and living expenses.

As Ren Jingshu was such a pure and pretty university student, she was too easily targeted by some lustful wealthy bosses.

Once, when Ren Jingshu was harassed by a coal mine boss, it happened to be witnessed by Pei Ziheng.

To help Ren Jingshu escape from being surrounded by predatorial threats, Pei Ziheng invested in a dance troupe, bringing Ren Jingshu in as a solo dancer.

Knowing this, Zhao Yun willingly signed the IOU.

"Jingshu never told me about these things; she always said she was doing fine every time she called."

Hearing that his girlfriend was having a hard time made Zhao Yun, as a boyfriend, feel terrible.

Pei Ziheng didn’t comment on their private relationship manner, only discussing business: "I found someone to manage the dance troupe for you, it’s basically breaking even now."

Zhao Yun, uninterested in business, only cared about his girlfriend: "How is Jingshu doing now, has she changed at all? She hasn’t remained as thin as before, has she?"

"She looks better than before."

Zhao Yun nodded, then suddenly looked incredulous, "What did you just say? Looks better? You think Jingshu is pretty?"

Unlike Pei Ziheng’s calm demeanor, Zhao Yun was visibly agitated, "I’ve known you for so long, apart from Auntie Mingzhu and Guoguo, I’ve never heard you praise any other woman! You wouldn’t be having thoughts about Jingshu, would you? Let me tell you, you better drop that idea, Jingshu is going to be my future wife, and friends’ wives are off limits..."

Pei Ziheng kicked him, "If you can’t speak properly, go be a dog."

Zhao Yun covered the kicked area, looking aggrieved, "It’s not my fault, you’re so perverted. If you really compete with me for her, I wouldn’t stand a chance."

"Idiot."

If she wasn’t your beloved, I wouldn’t give a damn about what she looks like.

...

Arriving in Los Angeles.

Shen Mingzhu and Pei Tang, mother and daughter, went to Disneyland right away, while Pei Ziheng took Zhao Yun and Zhuang Xu to the Seal Team Club.

Under the operation of the Ning Family, Zhuang Xu had already become an investment consultant in the investment banking division of HSBC.

Pei Ziheng’s investment in NBA teams would be the first business he would handle as he entered the industry.

"I need to see your club manager."

Although Zhuang Xu showed his identity as an investment consultant, he, Pei Ziheng, and Zhao Yun looked too young and had Asian descent, so the receptionist did not take them seriously.

"Unfortunately, the manager is not here."

This obstacle seemed insignificant to Zhuang Xu, he pointed to Pei Ziheng and introduced him to the receptionist, "This is the owner of Future Technologies. He is interested in sponsoring your team to push for the championship this season. Please relay this to your boss."

It seemed that because Pei Ziheng looked too young, the receptionist smiled with disdain and slow pace,

"Wow, such an honor. But there are many people who want to sponsor our team. You guys can take a number and maybe it’ll be your turn in three to five years."

...

"Why are they being so arrogant, refusing money that’s coming to them?" Zhao Yun said, frustrated after being rejected.

Zhuang Xu was also somewhat disappointed.

He came with high spirits, full of thoughts about making a name in investment banking with this project, rising rapidly and achieving success.

Who knew he’d be stopped short, unable to even enter the club.

"What do we do now?"

Both unconsciously looked towards Pei Ziheng.

Pei Ziheng asked them back, "What do you think?"

Zhao Yun bitterly said, "Why not change to another team? With employees like this, the boss probably isn’t much better, maybe another William."

"But no one would turn down money."

Zhuang Xu spoke, "Then we’ll find another way, talk face to face with the boss."

Just as they were discussing, two Caucasian players walked out of the club, talking and laughing.

The three exchanged looks, Zhuang Xu understood and approached the two players. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Under the omnipotent power of money, they were eventually able to meet Jerry, the manager of the Seal Club.

Different from the receptionist’s arrogance and prejudice, Jerry, who came from a poor background, was a humble and wise businessman.

He did not look down on Pei Ziheng and the others, who were all under twenty years old, but instead showed great interest in the Future Technologies founded by Pei Ziheng.

Despite nearly forty years of age difference, the two conversed with great enthusiasm, regretting not having met sooner.

Pei Ziheng offered a sponsorship of ten million dollars.

This amount, in the midst of numerous sponsors of the Seal Team, was not outstanding, but out of appreciation for Pei Ziheng’s personal charm, Jerry agreed to arrange a special tryout for Zhao Yun.

To allow Zhao Yun to perform at his best, Jerry also agreed to let Zhao Yun choose his own teammates during the scrimmage.

Zhao Yun brought several African American students from the Basketball Academy, who had great synergy with him.

While everything went smoothly for Pei Ziheng, Pei Yang at the other end of the earth encountered setbacks in introducing PHS technology.

Although PHS communication technology had significant shortcomings and was not regarded highly in its home country, the person in charge of NTT Research Institute did not want to sell his hard work and technology to another country, even if Pei Yang offered an incredibly high price.

The current person in charge of NNT Research Institute was Yuharu Zeda, known as Doctor Zeda.

"Doctor Zeda, hello."

People from the island nation value protocol, and under normal circumstances maintain politeness and dignity, but seeing Pei Yang, Doctor Zeda really could not give a pleasant expression.

The reason was that Pei Yang’s persistent bothering had annoyed him.

"Mr. Pei, stop coming to me. I will not sell the PHS technology."

"I know, Doctor Zeda, I am here today to say goodbye."