God of Rebirth Denial System

"Maybach 62S!" Shen Jiguang sipped his mouth and said, "A luxury car with tens of millions of dollars, I don't know which big guy's car it is!"

"Tch, so what if you can fight? You're not a poor guy, you just drive a broken Xiali." Zhan Fei curled his lips, looking at Chai Yu and Xu Yarong with disdain as they walked towards the Xiali next to the Maybach.

"Zhan Fei, if it wasn't for Chai Yu, your leg would have been broken, and now you dare to look down on him, how shameless are you?" Zhao Xiaomin said displeased, and the others looked at Zhan Fei speechlessly.

"Hey, I'm just telling the truth, and I didn't mean to target him." Zhan Fei explained with some embarrassment.

"Hmph, just because you drive a BMW worth hundreds of thousands, how dare you say Chai Yu is poor?" Zhao Xiaomin sneered, "If the Maybach you are talking about is that car, it is driven by Chai Yu."

Everyone followed the direction Zhao Xiaomin pointed, and it was the Maybach 62S with a shiny finish.

"Impossible!" Zhan Fei exclaimed, he has known Chai Yu for a long time, Chai Yu is obviously a poor guy, it would be good to buy a second-hand Xiali, how could he afford a Maybach 62S?

Zhan Fei screamed at the same time, Chai Yu had already come between the Maybach and Xiali, and under the incredible eyes of Zhan Fei, Sun Lifen, Shen Jiguang and others, Chai Yu opened the Maybach door!
It wasn't until the Maybach left that they couldn't see the car clearly, and everyone came back to their senses and looked at each other with disbelief still in their eyes.

Zhanfei's face was ugly, and she was a little ashamed, and Sun Lifen was the same. She used to despise Chai Yu in front of Zhao Xiaomin for driving a broken car, which was not as good as Zhanfei's BMW. Now she felt Zhao Xiaomin's gaze and felt her face being slapped ring.

Chai Yu is a billionaire, which is even more unbelievable to them than he is a master of ancient martial arts.

……

In the Wei family villa, Wei Dong's family sat in the living room with gloomy faces.

Huo Chenggang's chin was dislocated by Chai Yu's punch. Now, although it has been connected, his entire chin and face are swollen like a hair mask.

"Who is that person?" Wei Dong's father Wei Jingyin asked in a deep voice.

Wei Dong frowned and said, "I don't know him, he is a young man in his 20s."

"A young man in his 20s knocked Cheng Gang unconscious with a single punch?" A lady in her 50s said with an ugly face. She was Wei Dong's sister-in-law Wei Ying. .

"I was just careless and not ready." Huo Chenggang couldn't help but explained aloud.

"Shut up!" Wei Ying scolded him, and then muttered: "That person can defeat you with a single punch, at least the peak martial artist, or even the existence of a martial artist."

"A martial artist in his 20s? Impossible!" Huo Chenggang said. He is 32 years old, and he is still in the late stage of a martial arts apprentice, while his brother is a genius who did not enter the martial arts realm until he was 35 years old.

"Even if you are not a martial artist, the peak strength of a martial artist in his 20s is amazing enough." Wei Ying said: "If you want revenge, you must let Cheng Yang come over."

"Then let my brother come over, that bastard dared to sneak up on me and let my brother beat him to death." Huo Chenggang said viciously.

……

In the Tianyu Group headquarters office.

Chai Yu was writing a song on the snow-white A4 paper. To be precise, he was copying a classic song from his previous life. He had just finished writing the tenth song when Hua Mingyu knocked on the door and walked in.

"Boss Chai, Hefeng Group is starting to go public," Hua Mingyu said.

"Well, how are you getting ready?"

"According to your request, we are already the largest shareholder."

"Have you sent someone to contact Hefeng's cooperative company?"

"Hefeng's two largest partners have been bought by us. It can be said that Hefeng is completely under our control."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

"Individual matter."

Chai Yu stopped talking and continued to recall the tenth song. After 5 minutes, he finally finished writing. He looked up and saw Hua Mingyu who seemed to be peeking.

"Sneaking at the boss's things is not something a good assistant should do." Chai Yu looked at Hua Mingyu and said.

"Ahem! Boss, what did you write? Poetry?" Hua Mingyu smiled awkwardly.

"Call and ask the media company to bring in a professional composer." Chai Yu tapped his fingers on the desk and said, he can write and sing these songs, but he can't compose music!

"Huh? Boss, do you know how to write lyrics?" Hua Mingyu asked in surprise.

"Your boss, I am omnipotent, why don't you call?" Chai Yu said angrily.