Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 477: Mr. Hua, Please Enjoy Your Meal_1

Chapter 477: Chapter 477: Mr. Hua, Please Enjoy Your Meal_1

Hearing He Chen say that, Mo Han instantly felt that it wasn’t interesting anymore.

Old He was good in all respects, but he was too respectful towards himself, and too cautious in speaking, which made it difficult to treat him as a friend.

In fact, Mo Han didn’t understand that from He Chen’s perspective, Mister Mo was not only his benefactor but also friends with influential figures such as Tang Guowei and Wen Tianning, despite the age difference.

He Chen considered himself a dog raised by the Wen Family; seeing Mister Mo, who got along well with Old Master Wen and Miss Wen, he couldn’t help but feel inferiors; and how could he qualify to be Mister Mo’s friend.

So, in front of Mo Han, He Chen always positioned himself as a subordinate.

"Go Lao’er, you’re full of ideas, what do you think?"

Having no choice, Mo Han had to turn to Go Lao’er for suggestions.

"Mister Mo, I see this brat is very arrogant, always spewing ’your mom’ this and that, he’s literally spewing shit!"

Go Lao’er chuckled, and said, "In my opinion, since he loves to spew shit so much, we might as well feed him more shit, let him experience what real shit-spewing feels like!"

"What do you think?"

Feed him shit? Interesting!

A small smirk appeared on Mo Han’s lips as he looked towards Cheng Debiao and said lightly, "I think that’s a good idea, Family Head Cheng, do you have any objections?"

Objections?

Cheng Debiao waved his hands repeatedly, "None! Absolutely none!"

Joking aside, how could he object? Even if Sun Shaohua had something to do with him, he would immediately distance himself.

"No! Please no, Brother, I was wrong!"

Sun Shaohua, upon hearing Go Lao’er’s suggestion to feed him shit, lost his composure.

As the young head of Menghu Gang, if he were really fed shit, how could he continue to mix in society?

He knelt down in front of Mo Han with a thud, pleading, "Brother, I really realize my mistakes now, I was too young to understand better, please spare me."

"Look, my car worth over a million has been smashed, and I’ve been beaten by Chairman He’s men, you’ve gotten your retribution."

"Please think of me as a fart and let me go, will you?"

Mo Han slightly smiled and shook his head.

"Two million! No, five million!"

Sun Shaohua, in his panic, quickly said, "As long as you don’t feed me shit, Brother, I’ll instantly give you five million!"

Mo Han still shook his head, "Sorry, I’m not interested in money, whether it’s five million or fifty million, to me, they are just a string of numbers."

Mo Han wasn’t just putting on airs with that statement; as the chairman of the Shengtian Group, his annual salary plus dividends and profits were more than tens of millions.

Additionally, the Qiankun Elixirs he crafted could easily sell for billions if he were to visit it out.

He truly had no interest in money.

"Go Lao’er, arrange for some of your guys to collect some feces from the nearby public toilets,"

Mo Han half-turned to Go Lao’er to give the instruction, "Remember, get plenty, we wouldn’t want little Sun to go hungry."

"Alright!" Go Lao’er chuckled and ordered his subordinates, "What are you dawdling for, hurry up and collect the feces from the nearby public toilets!"

"Today, we’ll treat little Sun to a nice feast of a feces buffet!"

Underlings, upon hearing this, all stood up, their faces blooming with laughter; they were eager to watch Sun Shaohua enjoy his feces buffet.

Then minutes later, a pickup truck carrying three buckets of foul-smelling feces slowly drove over.

The odor was so terrifying that the people around clinched their mouths and noses, retreating over a dozen steps, wishing to keep as far away from the truck as possible.

Even Mo Han covered his nose, as the smell wasn’t something most people could bear.

At this moment, someone got out from the passenger seat of the pickup truck, quickly walked to Go Lao’er, and chuckled, "Second Brother, there wasn’t much feces to be found in the nearby public toilets, so I spent a thousand yuan to pay a sanitation worker to dig out the neighboring septic tank."

"I was worried that you and Brother Chen and Mister Mo would be in a rush, so I brought three buckets to start with. If that’s not enough, I can go back and haul more..."

Go Lao’er glanced at Brother Chen and Mo Han, who nodded, and then, pinching his nose, he praised, "Well, that’s good; Pighead, you did well, I’ll remember this."

"Serving Second Brother, Brother Chen, and Mister Mo is an honor for Pighead. Here are the masks I bought on the street for you two big brothers to wear for now."

Called Pighead, the subordinate nodded repeatedly, then dug a pack of blue masks out of his bag and handed them over.

You had to admit, Pighead indeed had a clever mind, even remembering to prepare masks.

While they were talking, the sanitation worker had already dragged the buckets of feces to the roadside.

Mo Han put on a mask, picked up a plastic ladle, and tossed it in front of Sun Shaohua, speaking indifferently, "Young Master Sun, please enjoy your meal!"

No sooner had he spoken than He Chen and Go Lao’er looked at each other and, with a sense of twisted amusement, echoed, "Young Master Sun, please enjoy your meal!"

Seeing that the big brothers had spoken, the rest of the underlings also became excited and shouted in unison, "Young Master Sun, please enjoy your meal!"

"No! I don’t want to eat shit!"

Sun Shaohua turned pale. He couldn’t possibly eat feces in front of so many people, not even if it killed him.

"It seems Young Master Sun is still uncooperative,"

Go Lao’er, wearing a mask, casually said as he fidgeted with his fingernails, "Pighead, I’ll need to trouble you."

"Where do you think you’re going, Second Brother? Since I brought the stuff, of course, I should carry it out,"

Pighead said righteously, "Xiao Qian, Xiao Li, come here, hold down Young Master Sun; today, I’m going to treat him to a grand feast!"

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