I have plenty of 500,000! Who else wants it?

Zhou Cheng was not familiar with this grandfather and thus had no particular feelings for him.

However, since he had returned and inherited the body of his Previous Self, basic courtesy was still necessary.

Therefore, when Zhou Daoming walked over, Zhou Cheng politely called out, "Grandfather."

Upon hearing Zhou Cheng's address, Zhou Daoming gave a slight nod, simultaneously raising his eyes to look at Zhou Cheng. His eyes were clear, without a trace of cloudiness.

Seeing that Zhou Cheng was occupied with something, he did not initiate a conversation with him.

Instead, he turned to the butler beside him, inquiring about what had happened.

"It's like this, Great Master. The Wretch from the neighboring village and his men saw that the Second Young Master had returned and, thinking he wasn't familiar with their situation, deceived him by saying his wife needed surgery, begging the Second Young Master for help."

"Perhaps the Second Young Master is kind-hearted and truly didn't know what kind of people The Wretch and his gang are, so he just transferred five hundred thousand to them."

The butler leaned close to Zhou Daoming and explained the matter succinctly.

Even he felt tempted by that five hundred thousand. He never expected Zhou Cheng to be so easily fooled. The surrounding neighbors had already told him about The Wretch's character and that his wife had long since run away.

Yet, Zhou Cheng still believed their lies and actually transferred five hundred thousand to them. Wasn't that like throwing meat buns to a dog—gone for good?

"Great Master, should I have the bodyguards drive them away and recover the money? The Second Young Master and Second Young Miss are, after all, still young and have always lived in the city. They lack experience and don't understand the unscrupulous nature of people like The Wretch."

The butler inquired further. Since The Wretch and his gang were still here, the money could still be recovered.

If they were allowed to leave, the money would probably end up on the gambling table tonight, and by then, it would be difficult to get it back!

Zhou Daoming listened to the butler's words, then looked back at Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Shurong, who was standing beside him, also understood the situation through the butler's explanation!

Then, looking at Zhou Cheng, she said with a sneer:

"Ha! Zhou Cheng! In Shanghai, you guard against me every day, even took over the company I founded, and forbid me from meddling in any Group affairs! Weren't you so capable? How come after returning, you've become so stupid!"

"If you have even a shred of self-awareness, you should quickly hand over the Group to me to manage. I heard from Eldest Brother about the Dragon King Emissary incident the day before yesterday. That's an entity that once destroyed five top families. Do you really intend to be so stubborn and lead the Zhou Family to ruin!"

Zhou Shurong stared at Zhou Cheng as she spoke, her eyes filled with nothing but doubt and blame!

If she had harbored even a sliver of doubt about Xiao Tianling's words before, the appearance of the Dragon King Emissary had completely dispelled all her suspicions!

So, when Xiao Tianling said the Zhou Family would be destroyed in Zhou Cheng's hands, it meant he had offended the Dragon King, leading to the Zhou Family's eventual destruction by the Dragon King!

"Fool!" Zhou Cheng retorted immediately upon hearing Zhou Shurong's words!

His words were brief, only two characters, yet they carried immense impact.

"Grandfather, look at him!" Hearing Zhou Cheng's insult, Zhou Shurong quickly turned to her grandfather on the side, trying to get Zhou Daoming to pressure Zhou Cheng!

But this only made Zhou Cheng feel speechless!

He truly didn't understand what was going through Zhou Shurong's mind. Grandfather was just an ordinary elderly villager! The rise of the Chenyang Group had nothing to do with him!

His relationship with Zhou Cheng was merely a basic grandfather-grandson bond!

What made her think he would definitely listen to whatever this grandfather said?

Respecting the elderly and cherishing the young were just moral principles; obeying elders was merely filial piety. Under normal circumstances, he would adhere to these, but if someone tried to use this to pressure him, that was pure wishful thinking!

Just like in his previous life when taking the bus or subway: if an elderly person had no seat, he would give up his. But if, before he even offered, the elderly person started demanding he get up...

Then forget it. He would plant his butt firmly in that seat. No one could bind him with morality!

Zhou Daoming listened to Zhou Shurong's words, his eyes still fixed on Zhou Cheng, unaffected by what she said.

Nor did he show any intention of criticizing or blaming Zhou Cheng based on her words.

After a few seconds, Zhou Daoming finally spoke:

"Xiao Cheng, first deal with the matter outside the courtyard. Later, we grandfather and grandson can catch up and chat." Zhou Daoming seemed to have seen through what Zhou Cheng intended to do outside the courtyard with a single glance.

After saying this, Zhou Daoming leaned on his cane and walked to one side, positioning himself to watch the show.

These words gave Zhou Cheng a slight sense of surprise. With just this one sentence, Zhou Cheng understood that this grandfather of his was far more reliable than his own old man.

Meanwhile, while Zhou Cheng was conversing with Zhou Daoming...

The Wretch and his men, who had received Zhou Cheng's transfer, were still staring in disbelief at the balance on their phones!

Some thought they were dreaming and couldn't help but pinch themselves!

The Wretch even topped up his super message account with ten thousand. Only after seeing the successful recharge did he confirm that this Second Young Master of the Zhou Family had really transferred five hundred thousand to him!

"It's real, five hundred thousand. We really got five hundred thousand."

"Holy shit, Second Son Xia, hurry up and transfer me ten thousand to spend."

"Me too, give me twenty thousand. I was backing you up the whole time! Without me, this Zhou Family second idiot... ahem... Second Young Master, definitely wouldn't have transferred you the money!"

"..."

Even before leaving, The Wretch and his gang started clamoring about splitting the money—truly a bunch of ignorant, vulgar ruffians!

Zhou Wanyu stood beside Zhou Cheng, looking at him with confusion.

Based on what the surrounding neighbors said and The Wretch and his gang's current smug, gleeful expressions, even she could tell these people were deceiving them.

Why would her brilliant Second Brother still transfer money to them, and a full five hundred thousand at that!

Wasn't this a waste of money? In Shanghai, her Second Brother was as sharp as they come!

The villagers gathered around, watching the drama, were shocked to see Zhou Cheng actually transfer five hundred thousand to The Wretch!

They couldn't help but start discussing.

"Oh dear, Xiao Cheng, you're really confused. Why didn't you listen to your Second Aunt? I told you The Wretch was a fraud."

"Five hundred thousand... might as well have given it to me."

"The Wretch, Xiao Cheng just returned and doesn't know your background, but we do! Hurry up and give the money back!"

"Xiao Cheng, are you still giving out money? My old man often complains of headaches. How about giving my Family some too? The Wretch deceived you, but I'm telling the absolute truth. Your Third Aunt wouldn't lie to you!"

"..."

Everyone chattered away, and many were eyeing the money The Wretch had gotten with envy!

Some even asked Zhou Cheng if he could give them some too!

Zhou Cheng listened to their words.

He didn't pay them much mind. Instead, he looked at The Wretch and his gang.

"Is this five hundred thousand enough for your wife's surgery and treatment?" Zhou Cheng looked at The Wretch and asked coldly!

"Enough, enough! Thank you so much. I really have to thank you on behalf of my wife!"

Hearing this, The Wretch nodded repeatedly.

His mouth offered thanks, but in his heart, he was mocking Zhou Cheng relentlessly.

What a brainless rich second generation!

Zhou Cheng glanced at The Wretch, then looked at the accomplices who had come with him!

"Who among you still has a sick Family member needing surgery!"

"Five hundred thousand? I've got plenty! Whoever else wants five hundred thousand can tell me right now!"

Since they came with accomplices, naturally, he had to ask each and every one of them!

What he loved most was rounding up an entire Family or gang neatly and sending them all in together!