It wasn’t that Demo Did wanted to back down. If it were just his own supply being cut off, he would have been surprised at most. As for caving, that was definitely out of the question.

But now, the other party had gone and cut off the water supply to his own boss. This was a bit beyond what he could handle!

Meanwhile, Fang Chenyi, who had been sitting on the sofa wondering if Zhou Shuren had taken things too far, was amused when he saw Demo Did’s actions, especially when he heard the words coming out of his mouth.

’Shouldn’t "standing at the foot of a mountain and not recognizing it" be "having eyes but failing to see Mt. Tai"? And what’s this about me farting and him coming out...? Is he trying to say "just let him go like a fart?" It seems the culture of Huaxia is still far too broad and profound!’

Of course, I am a man of integrity. I can’t be the type to press my advantage relentlessly when I’m in the right.

Waving his hand magnanimously, Fang Chenyi said in a light and breezy tone:

"Ah, forget it. It’s just that we in Huaxia have too many famous sayings. Knowing your mistakes and correcting them is the greatest virtue. So, let’s turn the page on this matter. I am, after all, a magnanimous person."

As he spoke, Fang Chenyi called Zhou Shuren directly. He had no choice. If it were just a matter of stopping the supply to Demo Did alone, he could have ignored him. But now that the royal family was involved, how could he let this commotion continue? If this wasn’t handled well and the royal family decided not to use the water anymore, then he would have done Old Zhou a great disservice.

When the call connected, Old Zhou burst out laughing. "Haha, so, President Fang, are you satisfied with what I’ve done?"

Fang Chenyi gave a helpless, wry smile. "You cut off the royal family’s water supply. How could I not be satisfied? But Old Zhou, you’ve really got guts!"

However, just as Fang Chenyi finished speaking, Old Zhou on the other end practically jumped. "WHAT!!! The royal family’s water was cut off?? HOLY SHIT, those sons of bitches! Who told them to cut off the royal family’s water?! I clearly told them to cut off the supply for everyone in Demo Did’s circle! These bastards, they’re trying to get me killed!"

Emm...

"Okay, Old Zhou, don’t panic. Since it’s already been cut, whatever you do, don’t go apologizing to them. That would put us at a disadvantage. Here’s what you do: they will definitely send someone to communicate with you. You just play it cool a bit and use the opportunity to show them how important we are."

Hearing Fang Chenyi’s words, Old Zhou slapped his thigh. "Right, right, I know that. After all these years, I’ve figured out the weird quirks of these rich folks. They’re all a bit masochistic. The more you humor them, the less they take you seriously. But if you provoke them a little, hey, they actually like it."

Although Old Zhou was a bit crude, you had to admit the guy was pretty sharp. It was no surprise, really; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to build such a large business.

After chatting a bit more, he hung up the phone, turned back to Demo Did, and waved his hand with a smile. "Have a seat. It’s all taken care of."

Hearing Fang Chenyi’s words, the heavy weight on Demo Did’s heart was finally lifted.

As he let out a long sigh of relief, he also felt a sudden thirst. He instinctively reached for his bottle of AW, only to see that he had chugged it all in one go earlier.

And he had only brought a few bottles with him this time.

Seeing his expression, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but shake his head with a smile. He ignored Demo Did, got up, and walked to the refrigerator. He took out a two-yuan bottle of mineral water, casually tore off the label, and then took a big swig. GULP GULP GULP.

Across from him, Demo Did watched and swallowed hard.

"Heh, what’s wrong, Young Master Demo Did? Care to try some of my water?"

As he spoke, Fang Chenyi took out another bottle of mineral water, tore off the label, and tossed it toward him.

This time, Demo Did didn’t hesitate, nor did he pass the water to his bodyguard. Now that he knew Fang Chenyi’s identity, he was convinced that this water had to be AW, perhaps just in different packaging.

He twisted open the cap, tilted his head back, and downed a large mouthful.

"Mmm~ This water is amazing~"

...

After drinking the water, Demo Did didn’t dare to act cocky anymore. He shifted the conversation back to the real reason for his visit.

"Fang, I no longer have any doubts about your financial power. However, I still wish to purchase that Apache from you. It’s very important to me. In our country, my family only ranks third, so we’re always in competition with the top two families. Not just in business, but even among our generation. A while back, Curikar—oh, that bastard from the number one family—managed to get an Apache from somewhere. So, we can’t fall behind them. Therefore, I implore you, Mr. Fang, to part with your beloved helicopter. Oh, of course, money is not an issue."

Hearing "money is not an issue" again, Fang Chenyi’s heart was truly bleeding. ’Sigh, if I just say the word, I could instantly become a tycoon worth six or seven billion.’

He shook his head lightly. "Heh, while this helicopter is of no use to me, I really can’t transfer it to you."

Hearing this, Demo Did quickly spoke up again, emphasizing his point.

"No, no, Fang, but what use do you have for this helicopter? You have to know, in your Huaxia, it’s very difficult for aircraft to get clearance to fly. And a pilot for this helicopter isn’t easy to find. You can’t just leave it on your front lawn as a sculpture forever!"

"Oh? Who says I can’t find a pilot? Heh, to be honest with you, I’m keeping this helicopter to make it more convenient for my chefs to go grocery shopping. Besides, several of my chefs have pilot licenses."

When Demo Did heard this, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes and say with a hint of grievance:

"Oh, Fang, even if you don’t want to sell me the helicopter, you don’t have to use such a lame excuse to fob me off. Your chefs have pilot licenses? Are you kidding me? If that’s really true, I would rather eat that helicopter bite by bite, right here in front of you~~"

It wasn’t Demo Did’s fault for not believing him. After all, what Fang Chenyi said was a bit too much of a brag. Chefs with pilot licenses? What a joke. Why would anyone with a pilot’s license work as a chef?

It was like saying a university student with a doctorate would go back to farming.

"Haha, I’m not fobbing you off. How about this? Why don’t we make a bet? If all my chefs have pilot licenses, then..."

[To be continued...]

PS: More to come later, everyone! Third update of the day!