The Game of Life-Chapter 710 - 709 The Previous Book

Chapter 710 -709 The Previous Book

Jiang Feng arrived at the airport just as Sun Maochai and his two companions had already collected their luggage and stood out conspicuously in a line by the entrance.

Although they were coming to Beiping to settle down temporarily, the three of them didn’t bring much—a suitcase each, which could easily fit into the trunk of Zhang Guanghang’s Mercedes-Benz.

Jiang Feng went up to greet them.

“Master Sun, Master Qiu, Sun Jikai, you must be weary from the journey, how was your rest? The house is all ready. When you see it, if you’re satisfied, you can move in right away. All the daily necessities are prepared as well. Rest well today and we’ll have a menu tasting at Taifeng Building tomorrow morning at ten,” Jiang Feng said.

“We are really troubling you, everything has been so thoroughly prepared,” Sun Maochai said with ease, smiling.

“You’ve gone to great trouble for us,” Qiu Fu said, seeming somewhat reserved.

Sun Jikai smiled at Jiang Feng, somewhat absent-minded.

Jiang Feng led the three towards where Zhang Guanghang had parked. The parking lot wasn’t crowded and easy to find; Jiang Feng didn’t need to look at the GPS and found the car using his memory. On the way here, Jiang Feng had ridden shotgun, but on the way back, he had to give up the front passenger seat to Sun Maochai. Jiang Feng, Qiu Fu, and Sun Jikai squeezed into the back seat. Thanks to Zhang Guanghang’s car having plenty of space, it wasn’t cramped at all. This moved Jiang Feng, who was used to being sandwiched in the back seat by several cousins like a biscuit in its packaging.

From the moment they got in the car, Sun Jikai started spacing out, not talking at all. The others maintained their silence too; if one person didn’t speak, the rest followed suit, leading Zhang Guanghang to switch the rock music to piano tunes to match the quiet atmosphere in the car.

“By the way, Ji Yue wants to invite you to barbecue tonight, are you going?” Jiang Feng asked Sun Jikai in a low voice.

“Tonight?”

“Yeah, tonight. She doesn’t have to work tomorrow so she can sleep in. If you don’t feel like going, I’ll let her know and we can all head our separate ways after getting off the plane… Who feels like eating…” Jiang Feng was about to take out his phone to let Ji Yue know Sun Jikai wouldn’t be coming when Sun Jikai interrupted him.

“That’s fine, my treat,” Sun Jikai said with a smile. “I said I’d treat you all to a meal when I got to Beiping, and now that I’m late I probably won’t have much time later on. Let’s do it tonight then.”

Jiang Feng:?

Jiang Feng took a careful look at Sun Jikai’s attire.

Gucci shoes and casual pants, a Burberry checkered shirt, and familiar-looking cuffs that were no less than five figures in price.

Jiang Feng couldn’t help but glance down at his own shirt that he bought on sale last year at Uniqlo during a co-branding with some anime, which cost a two-digit sum.

There’s no denying it, compared to Sun Jikai, he looked more like a bankrupt loser who had failed in a fight over a family inheritance.

The ride was silent, and with Zhang Guanghang’s favored piano music playing, they entered the residential complex where Jiang Feng lived. Jiang Feng and Zhang Guanghang’s task was merely to bring the guests over; everything after that would be taken care of by Sir. Sir was Sun Maochai’s senior apprentice brother and the nominal head of Taifeng Building; it was most appropriate for him to take charge of the first handover with Sun Maochai.

Ji Yue, Ji Xia, Ji Xue, and Wu Minqi were already sitting in the barbecue restaurant. Zhang Guanghang headed to the restaurant first, while Jiang Feng accompanied Sun Jikai to check if there were any issues with the luggage and the house.

Sun Jikai hardly paid any attention to the house, only checking to see how many rooms there were and whether items like toothbrushes and towels that he would need for the night were present. After that, he thanked Jiang Feng, took the keys from him, and joined him in heading down to the barbecue restaurant.

Jiang Feng just felt that Sun Jikai, having encountered a change of circumstances, had become much more polite. In just over half an hour from the airport to the house, he had already thanked Jiang Feng twice, something unthinkable in the past.

By the time Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai arrived, the crawfish Ji Yue had ordered was already on the table.

Since Ji Gezi had gotten two payments of pocket money, she had been willing to splurge on treating people to meals, even generously ordering two big bowls of crawfish. Aside from the crawfish, chilled beer and cola were also served, and Ji Xia had even started drinking.

“Come on over, I didn’t dare to order skewers without the guests of honor here. I was afraid everything would get cold if you arrived later. Come, come, come, the crawfish is served. Order some skewers, and we can eat the crawfish while we wait!” Ji Yue exclaimed, waving frantically at Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai as soon as she saw them.

Jiang Feng sat next to Wu Minqi while Sun Jikai bravely sat beside Zhang Guanghang.

Just as Jiang Feng took his seat, Ji Xia eagerly asked, “Master, what’s good to eat at a barbecue? Sister Ji Yue and I heard that kidney and Wuhua meat are delicious, Sister Qiqi said lamb skewers are tasty, Brother Zhang said grilled garlic is good, my sister said they’re all delicious, so what’s really the best?”

Jiang Feng was startled and glanced at Zhang Guanghang, thinking that Zhang really had a strong taste for barbecue, liking grilled garlic. He said, “Everything is delicious, everything is delicious. Xiaxia, try them all and you’ll find out.”

Jiang Feng had already taken the menu from Ji Yue’s hands and was starting to order. Compared to the last time Jiang Feng invited Wang Hao to a boozy game after a barbecue, the stall’s menu had some new additions, like barbecued crawfish, a strange summer special. Since they often dined together, Jiang Feng began by ordering some familiar favorites based on everyone’s preferences, then handed the menu to Sun Jikai for him to choose.

Sun Jikai was still preoccupied and took the menu absent-mindedly. After a cursory glance, he said, “These are fine, we’ll add more if needed. Also, let me treat for today’s meal.”

Ji Yue was taken aback, her beer opening motion pausing, and she said, “No, no, I said I’d treat, I should do it.”

She, the newly rejuvenated rich second-generation, couldn’t allow Sun Jikai, whose family had fallen from grace, to pay for the meal.

“I should treat, it’s only right that I do.”

“I’m treating, this one definitely has to be on me.”

“I’ll treat.”

“I’m treating!”

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Just as Ji Yue and Sun Jikai’s friendship that was built solely on barbecues was about to collapse because of said barbecues, the others hurriedly jumped in to smooth things over.

“It’s all the same, all the same, let’s go Dutch on this one.”

“No way, I’ll treat this meal!” Ji Yue and Sun Jikai chorused.

Jiang Feng: …

I really don’t understand you fallen-from-grace rich second generations.

Sun Jikai sighed, “Which version of the news have you guys been watching?”

Everyone: ???

Since he put it that way, everyone could only share.

“Dirt poor.” Ji Xia interjected while eating crawfish.

“Brotherly strife.” Wu Minqi, too busy with her crawfish, spoke sparingly.

“Your dad was so upset by your mom that he had a stroke and was hospitalized, and your uncle has taken all the family estate, leaving you penniless.” Ji Yue was quite blunt.

“In the inheritance division, your uncle got the lion’s share, and you and your dad only got two properties, both of which went to your mom,” Zhang Guanghang clarified.

“I’ve seen most of these versions.” Jiang Feng gently said, holding back some even more sensational ones he dared not mention.

Sun Jikai: …

Well, even though he had anticipated it, he hadn’t expected the media to be so capable of fabricating stories when his family clearly hadn’t disclosed any details of the property division.

And then Sun Jikai began to debunk the rumors.

The Sun Family might not be considered top-tier tycoons, and incomparable to the kind of wealth that even a dominance-themed novel wouldn’t dare fabricate at 500 billion inheritance, but they were nonetheless quite affluent. Sun Channing was adept in business, a complete businessman, and the Sun Family’s investments had long outgrown the confines of the food industry; they had dabbled in the service and entertainment industries too, it’s just that their main focus was on food and the general public weren’t aware.

Sun Jikai’s coming-of-age present was 1.5% of the company’s shares, the same went for his cousin. In addition to this, Sun Jikai had his own trust fund – just these two assets alone could allow an average person to live a work-free, carefree life.

Most importantly, Sun Channing was not as ruthless toward Sun Jikai’s family as the rumors suggested, not the kind of backstabbing, inheritance-snatching villain who would bribe Sun Jikai’s mother to betray Sun Changping in his most crucial moment. In contrast, he was incredibly generous during the inheritance division, almost like a saint.

He didn’t just distribute 1.5% of the shares to Sun Jikai and Sun Changping, letting them be shareholders who could only take money without having a say; he was also extremely generous with the division of real estate, stores, and other immovable assets. All the antiques, jewelry, and precious gems left by Sun Guanyun were generously given to Sun Jikai, ostensibly a small gift from an uncle to his nephew.

Beyond that, some of the Sun Family’s prime shops, and local and overseas properties were also divided generously to Sun Jikai’s family, even disproportionately so. One could say that, aside from losing Jubao Building, Sun Jikai didn’t suffer much loss in the inheritance division.

Even Sun Jikai and Sun Changping were surprised by Sun Channing’s maneuvers; he was, after all, the ultimate winner, and considering his tarnished reputation, it would have been justified for him to give nothing at all.

Of course, Sun Jikai had only found out about this outcome a couple of days ago. Before then, he and his dad had barricaded themselves at home, one wallowing in self-pity and the other drowning in drink – not checking phones, not answering calls, not dealing with visitors. Sun Channing couldn’t have informed them of the good news even if he wanted to.

For a moment, Sun Jikai felt he had wallowed in self-pity for nothing.

Of course, Sun Jikai’s mother was unaware of the results of the inheritance division; after all, she had decisively transferred marital assets, divorced, and made her exit after stabbing her husband and son in the back with her betrayal. She didn’t even wait for the outcomes, and she had already forfeited her right to inherit due to willfully damaging the will – knowing wouldn’t have made a difference.

Aside from Zhang Guanghang, who inherited Xia Mushi’s entire estate, Sun Jikai was the wealthiest among those present.

And the reason Sun Changping hadn’t come to Beiping with Sun Jikai this time was that the inheritance division wasn’t completely settled – he had to stay in FJ until everything was finalized before he could join them.

Upon learning the truth, everyone was practically on the verge of tears.

Jiang Feng could read Ji Yue’s internal monologue from her crumbled expression:

If I knew Mr. Sun was this rich, why in the world would I bother treating him or comforting him? What downfall? You’re™ way wealthier than me!

“So,” Sun Jikai said somewhat awkwardly, “let me treat this meal.”

In that moment, Jiang Feng heard a voice, distant yet clear, drifting in from afar.

Tonight’s expenses will all be covered by Mr. Sun.

Jiang Feng and Ji Yue exchanged a glance.

“Boss, another ten pounds of lobster!”

“Boss, bring us a bottle!”

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