blenderwars Chapter 268 The Feast at Hongmen Begins, the Father-in-Law's Difficulties
Chapter 268 The Feast at Hongmen Begins, the Father-in-Law's Difficulties
"Hey kid, did you drive your junkyard truck into my yard?!"
Su Tianhao's voice echoed in the empty courtyard, carrying an uncontrollable rage.
The atmosphere in the living room had dropped to freezing point.
The magnificent living room features a long mahogany dining table that can seat twenty people.
The table was laden with a dazzling array of top-quality dishes.
Australian lobsters, served on the largest plates, with their two enormous claws proudly raised.
Bluefin tuna sashimi, air-freighted from Japan, is sliced to a uniform thickness, each piece shimmering with an enticing oily sheen under the light.
There was also premium dried abalone simmered in broth for dozens of hours, served with exquisite cutlery.
The scale of the event was even more extravagant than a state banquet at a five-star hotel.
However, no one touched their chopsticks.
Everyone sat upright, their gazes occasionally glancing towards the person in the main seat.
Su Tianhao sat in the main seat, his face as black as if he had just been dug out of a coal pile.
To his left was his mother-in-law, Jiang Wan, who was all smiles, seemingly detached from the situation.
Jiang Wan was standing next to Jiang Chen.
Su Qing stood close to Jiang Chen, her palms sweating with nervousness.
On the other side of the table sat various relatives of the Su family, each one looking like a fighting cock preparing for battle, their eyes filled with hostility.
Jiang Wan wanted to ease the tension, so she picked up the serving chopsticks, placed a piece of abalone into Jiang Chen's bowl, and smiled kindly.
"Chenzi, don't be shy, make yourself at home. Try this abalone, I had the kitchen stew it all day."
"Thank you, Mom."
Jiang Chen shouted it so smoothly, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed the expensive abalone, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it with relish.
His carefree attitude completely ignited Su Tianhao's powder keg.
"Ahem!"
Su Tianhao coughed heavily twice, picked up the jade-inlaid walking stick next to him, and tapped it forcefully on the polished marble floor.
"Thump!"
The crisp sound instantly silenced the entire hall.
All eyes were focused on Su Tianhao.
A powerful sense of oppression emanated from him and pressed down on Jiang Chen.
Su Tianhao didn't even glance at the food on the table. He leaned forward slightly, his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on Jiang Chen.
"Young man, let me ask you a question."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.
"Do you know what kind of status our Su family holds in the provincial capital?"
Jiang Chen swallowed the abalone in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and thought about it seriously.
"I know, the richest man in the provincial capital."
"Then do you know how much pocket money Qingqing gets in a year?" Su Tianhao continued to press, his voice tinged with mockery.
Jiang Chen thought for a moment and said, "I really don't know. I'll ask her later. If she doesn't have enough money, I'll give her some more."
"puff--"
A distant cousin who was drinking soup next to me couldn't help but burst out laughing after taking a sip of soup.
To give Miss Su more pocket money?
Is this kid out of his mind?
Su Tianhao's face darkened further. He suppressed the urge to flip the table and let out a cold laugh.
"Very good, it seems you are very confident in yourself."
"Then I'll speak frankly."
"You want to marry my daughter, Su Tianhao? Fine. But those few truckloads of local specialties in the yard won't be nearly enough!"
As soon as Su Tianhao finished speaking, a middle-aged man sitting opposite him immediately spoke up.
This man is Su Tianhao's distant cousin. He owns several small to medium-sized companies in the provincial capital and considers himself a business elite.
"My brother-in-law is right!"
The distant uncle pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and looked Jiang Chen up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Young man, it's not that we elders look down on you."
"Our Su family is a prominent family in the provincial capital. We can't be careless in choosing a son-in-law."
"Putting everything else aside, if you want to be the son-in-law of the Su family, you at the very least have to be the owner of a listed company, right?"
"Even if he's not the boss, that person's net worth must be at least several hundred million. Otherwise, if this got out, wouldn't people laugh their heads off?"
His words immediately drew a chorus of agreement.
"That's right, our Qingqing is a precious daughter of the imperial family, how can she just get married casually?"
"Marrying someone of equal social standing—this old saying always holds true."
"In today's society, you can't get by without money. Love is love, but making a living requires real money!"
The relatives all spoke at once, and what they said implied the same thing: you, Jiang Chen, a country bumpkin, are not good enough for our Su family's daughter.
Under the table, Su Qing, in her haste, stomped hard on Jiang Chen's foot with the heel of her high heel.
She lowered her voice, leaned close to Jiang Chen's ear, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Hey! Say something! My dad's going to throw money at you!"
She knew that Jiang Chen was making a name for himself in the village and might have a net worth of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
But this amount of money is no different from pocket money in front of Su Tianhao, the richest man in the provincial capital.
Trying to fight head-on with money is absolutely humiliating.
To everyone's surprise, Jiang Chen seemed oblivious to the pain in his foot. Instead, he picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a large piece of lobster meat, and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing with his cheeks bulging.
The smacking sound was particularly jarring in the quiet living room.
His behavior was seen as blatant provocation by Su Tianhao!
Su Tianhao was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and the veins on his hand gripping his walking stick bulged as he felt his blood pressure soaring.
If his wife Jiang Wan hadn't pinched him under the table, he would have really wanted to throw the kid out, chair and all!
Jiang Chen slowly swallowed the lobster meat, picked up a napkin, and carefully wiped his mouth.
He glanced around at his indignant relatives, his face still bearing that harmless smile.
"What you uncles and aunts said makes perfect sense."
As soon as Jiang Chen spoke, everyone fell silent, wanting to hear how he would defend himself.
"I don't have any of those fancy titles like 'boss of a listed company' or 'net assets of several billion.'"
Upon hearing this, the relatives all wore expressions of disdain, as if to say, "Just as I thought."
Jiang Chen changed the subject and said with a smile, "But I don't have many good points, just one: I'm honest."
"really?"
Sitting opposite him, his cousin Gu Jingshen seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He sneered and curled his lips into an undisguised contempt.
He had planned a yacht party with some young models today, but his mother called him back to support his uncle.
He was seething with anger.
Looking at Jiang Chen's casual clothes that cost no more than a thousand yuan, and then at the seven-figure Richard Miller watch on his wrist, Gu Jingshen's sense of superiority was practically overflowing from the screen.
He leaned back in his chair and said in a condescending tone, "Real? In this day and age, the word 'real' is nothing but bullshit!"
"What tangible evidence can you provide to prove your 'substance'?"
Gu Jingshen held up a finger and waved it in front of Jiang Chen, his tone full of provocation.
"I won't make things difficult for you."
"Today, if you can produce a cash dowry of 100 million in front of all of us..."
"I admit, you are qualified to step into the Su family's doorstep!"
"What if we can't produce it..."
Gu Jingshen sneered, not saying anything more, but the meaning was crystal clear.
If you can't produce it, get out of here!