Trillionaire's Slice of Life
Chapter 980

Chapter 980: Chapter 632: The Tactics of the Eldest Young Master of the Long Family_2 Chapter 980: Chapter 632: The Tactics of the Eldest Young Master of the Long Family_2 Even Deng Yun’er herself couldn’t imagine what the headline accompanying this photo would be!

“Top superstar Deng Yun’er’s man behind the scenes?” or “Big star bows before capital?”

Knowing those media people, who thrive on chaos, their reports would certainly do just that, and she even feared what image they would concoct of her.

For the past six months, Deng Yun’er, wary of the ambitious young master of the Zhongzhou Liu family, had been keeping a low profile.

She had not only rejected many performances and roles but also dared not leave Magic City; thus, her exposure in the media had already diminished greatly.

In last month’s most popular female artist ranking, Deng Yun’er, who was in the top fifteen last year, had plummeted directly to forty-first place.

Her decline was severe, and if the media exposed her again, her image would completely collapse, making it too late to salvage.

Deng Yun’er was anxious about her future when she intended to step forward to intervene, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw two men deep in conversation.

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She suddenly remembered that one was Mr.

Chu of Magic City and the other Mr.

Long of Xiangjiang; in their presence, she had no place to speak.

If the media exposure merely affected her reputation, the displeasure of either of these two men could mean doom.

A mere flick of their fingers could leave her with no place to rest her dead body.

Therefore, in the instant she began moving forward, Deng Yun’er stopped in her tracks.

Her anxious and helpless demeanor failed to capture the attention of Chu Mo and Long Zhentian.

It was Long Huan Yu, the heir of the Long family, standing opposite them who took notice.

Following her gaze, he soon spotted a group of young men and women behind them.

At first, seeing the merry group chatting and laughing, Long Huan Yu didn’t care.

But upon noticing one of them taking photos with a phone, his eyes narrowed.

Usually, wherever Long Zhentian, the Family Head of the Long family, appeared, the place had to be cleared, as the Long family, as one of the eight major families, was extremely low-key, with Long Zhentian almost never appearing in public.

Should the news of a private meeting between Long Zhentian and Mr.

Chu of Magic City be leaked, the other seven families among the eight would not let it go.

Naturally, such an occurrence was not allowed to happen.

Long Huan Yu’s gaze returned to the opposite superstar, Deng Yun’er, and he realized that those youngsters behind him were aiming to photograph her.

The group had no idea of the stature of the two men sitting before her.

If Deng Yun’er hadn’t been present, none might have noticed.

But then again, Deng Yun’er was specifically invited by the Long family.

The occurrence of this mishap couldn’t be blamed on anyone else.

Taking a deep breath, not wanting to escalate matters, Long Huan Yu deliberately retreated two steps away from his spot by the window and turned to approach the group of young people.

The youngsters in question were all in their early twenties, dressed in trendy attire—a group of four guys and one girl.

The girl was undoubtedly a little miss—a flashy dresser with a butterfly tattoo on her arm.

As for the four young men, their attire was not shabby, as the Versace brands they wore were quite conspicuous.

Long Huan Yu quickly scanned them, assessing everything from their clothes to their accessories; he quickly surmised that they were from petty bourgeois families, not rich enough to be considered affluent.

With his guess in mind, he approached with a smile:

“You must be fans of Miss Yun’er, right?

Miss Yun’er is currently chatting with her family.

If you’d like her autograph, I can have someone bring it to you later.

Also…”

Long Huan Yu changed his tone, directing his gaze toward the young man who had been taking photos, and spoke again:

“Brother, could you trouble yourself to delete the photos from your phone?

If it’s too much bother, you can hand me your phone, and I’ll replace it with the latest model, how does that sound?”

There were very few peers who could address Long Huan Yu in such an accommodating manner, and the ones who could were indeed rare.

As the prime heir likely to inherit the Long family’s enterprise, his peers usually went out of their way to ingratiate themselves with him, and what he heard most were various compliments.

If it weren’t for his fear of disturbing the meeting between Long Zhentian and Chu Mo, he wouldn’t have bothered with a few street youths at all.

Even though Long Huan Yu had been very polite, the youths in front of him clearly weren’t willing to play along.

To these young men, Long Huan Yu was just a nobody, a passerby, so naturally, they felt no need to show him any respect.

The youth who was taking pictures with his smartphone was the first to cause trouble; he threw his phone onto the table in front of him and said arrogantly:

“Who dares to touch my phone?

So what if she’s a celebrity?

Think I like taking her photo?

Is Deng Yun’er so great?

Is she more famous than Ding Xiaoni?

Who would even want her autograph?”

The youth, with a contemptuous look plastered on his face, stared down Long Huan Yu.

His dismissive attitude almost made Long Huan Yu want to burst into laughter.

Previously, he had only looked down on people, but now he found himself being looked down upon by a young upstart.

This was a first for Long Huan Yu.

He pursed his lips slightly and suppressed the anger rising in him.

After all, this wasn’t Xiangjiang, and even more so, Zhongzhou was a forbidden place for all the eight major families including his own.

If he made a scene here, it would obviously be inappropriate.

Moreover, if he disrupted his father’s discussion over some trivial youngsters, it would reflect badly on his ability to handle situations.

So, after weighing his options, Long Huan Yu’s face broke into a smile once again as he said,

“Everyone is here to enjoy some coffee and have fun; there’s no reason to spoil the mood over a little accident.

How about this?

I’ll buy this phone for one hundred thousand yuan as compensation for your drink!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Huan Yu casually picked up the smartphone that had taken the photos from the table.

But just as he had the phone in his hand, the youth who had been taking pictures instantly slammed his hands on the table, causing a loud noise, then grabbed the coffee in front of him and, without a second thought, threw it at Long Huan Yu’s face!

“Fucking hell…

Stop acting tough in front of me.

Think you’re impressive with your hundred thousand?

If you’ve damaged my phone, you’ll have to cough up a million and another hand as compensation!”

With a furious expression, the youth stood up, pounding the table, and his companions, seemingly trying to embolden their friend, began to curse and stand up as well.

The young girl with the butterfly tattoo on her arm remained completely disinterested, looking on as if none of it concerned her.

Long Huan Yu, splashed with coffee, didn’t react angrily like most would, nor did he rage uncontrollably.

Primarily because it wasn’t necessary, but most importantly, Long Zhentian and Chu Mo were now casting their glances his way.

Long Huan Yu knew he hadn’t handled the situation well and had already lost points in their eyes.

If he were to now shout and fight these ruffians, he might as well give up his identity as the heir of the Long family.

He elegantly took a tissue and wiped his cheeks, his expression calm throughout, and Long Huan Yu spoke again:

“Fine, one million it is, for your phone.

I’ll transfer it to you.” He paused for a moment, then added very seriously,

“Do you really intend to take my arm as well?”

The calm demeanor Long Huan Yu maintained clearly bewildered the youths.

Had he erupted in anger and fought back after the coffee incident, they would not have been scared; at most, they would have just had a fight.

However, now faced with Long Huan Yu, who was willing to calmly fork out a million just to buy a smartphone that cost only a few thousand, they had to consider the repercussions of the incident and who Long Huan Yu really was.

The youth who had slammed the table and previously exuded arrogance was no longer as haughty.

He looked at the composed Long Huan Yu and then at the impressive group of people by the opposite window, gritted his teeth a little, and then nodded in agreement.