I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Holy shit, the big shot just tweeted! Branding iron Liu Ming!"

"The big shot is so freaking awesome!"

"For real? 5000 copies? That's gotta be worth over a hundred million, right?"

"Guys above, are you new fans who followed less than ten minutes ago? Us old fans who've been following for hours know the big shot never jokes around!"

"Exactly, didn't you see Mina's already out in the cold? The big shot didn't even blink before buying something close to a hundred million, you think he's joking with you?"

"No kidding, not to mention just today, the big shot has spent over a billion at the Gusu University gates looking for folks. He's spent more money than you've eaten in meals!"

"Hahahaha, big shot, what grudge do you have against Principal Wang? No more talking, I'm starting with insults as a token of respect. It just so happens my girlfriend's birthday is coming up; bless me with winning an LV bag!"

"Big G! I want a Big G!"

In just a few minutes, thousands of comments appeared under Zhang Menglong's one tweet. This mysterious tycoon had finally made his appearance, and his entrance was such a bombshell.

The allure of money is endless; within minutes, the people of Zaun swarmed in.

"@Wang Ling, tonight your Papa is planting a loquat tree in the courtyard."

"@Wang Ling, stand here and don't move. I'll go buy you some oranges."

"@Wang Ling, your dad's going to be banging a basin and dancing tonight."

"@Wang Ling, bright moonlit night, the short pine hill, your sister sits by the small bay window."

"@Wang Ling, to hell with your Digital Monster Pikachu, to hell with your Zhang San Crazy Monk Taiji Sword, to hell with your Nine-Turn Large Intestine Fat Snake Monster..."

"@Wang Ling, I wish you to severely beat up your girlfriend's lover, much more justified than self-defense against betrayal!"

"@Wang Ling, I wish you to get run over by a truck and start a harem in an alternate world!"

"@Wang Ling, may you be granted parole when you go to prison!"

"@Wang Ling, when you buy a grave, may you get a buy-one-get-one-free deal!"

"Stop cursing, guys. If you keep this up, the principal will have a nervous breakdown!"

"Hahahaha, I'm splitting my sides laughing. Netizens are just too talented!"

"What kind of Underworld blessings are these, haha!"

"Lu Xun would've laughed all the way from Hundred Grass Garden to the Three Flavor Study.

"Your account is doomed!"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I'm starting to regret not studying hard back in the day. Now, I have to search up these insults on Baidu as I read them."

"You're not alone upstairs. I'm on Baidu too."

...

"Zhang Menglong, I'm going to drag you down with me!" As soon as Wang Ling opened Weibo, he was bombarded with a barrage of poetic lines; outwardly elegant, but upon a careful taste, they were sharp as knives, and he couldn't even find a single dirty word.

"Guys, I've got over 40 million followers; am I going to lose to this scoundrel?" Wang Ling was about to rally and counter-attack, but then something occurred to him.

In the past, when he clashed with others, he usually just threw money back at them, and those people were typically left speechless by his wealth.

But this time his opponent was Zhang Menglong, that beast. Opening his mouth, billion-worth prizes were tossed out like nothing. He could gamble away a spur-of-the-moment fury with a comeback.

But you see, a billion for Zhang Menglong and a billion for him, Wang Ling, were not the same concept at all! That kid simply doesn't treat money as money!

"Principal Wang, speak up! Why are you silent now?"

"Principal, did you die of anger? If you're dead, who's going to fight our battles?"

"I suspect the principal's mental state has collapsed!"

Wang Ling's latest tweet suddenly gained thousands of comments; this was the first time Wang Ling had been insulted like this and remained silent. Could this be the power of money?

"Zhang Menglong, I've already hired a lawyer. Every word you've said now, every person you've incited, will become evidence in court! I demand you compensate me for the mental and reputational damage!" Finally, after much anticipation, Wang Ling's Weibo was updated.

"Hahahaha, Principal Wang is resorting to legal weapons to protect himself now!"

"Hahahaha xswl!"

"The president used to impress people with money, but now he's started playing hooligan."

"No way, no way, president, where's your guts? Fight back!"

"Compensation for emotional distress and damage to reputation, right? Sent it to you!" Faced with Wang Ling's counterattack, Zhang Menglong once again flaunted a screenshot on his own Weibo. It was a bank transfer record, the sender was Zhang Menglong, the recipient was Wang Ling, and the note read "Compensation for emotional distress".

As for the amount, a whopping one billion!

"Holy shit! How many times have I cursed today?"

"One billion for emotional distress? I'm stupefied."

"Gah, gah!"

"Big shot, come curse me, I don't need so much compensation for emotional distress, one million is enough!"

"Hubby, curse me! Or hitting me works too!"

"It's not about the money, the main thing is I love being cursed."

"Roommate wants to be cursed by the big shot before dying!"

"I...I bought a watch last year!" Wang Ling couldn't help twitching as he held his phone. If it were a normal situation and he earned one billion, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep all night.

But earning this one billion in such a way, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Guys, keep cursing, I've got plenty for compensation for emotional distress!" Zhang Menglong added another follow-up comment!

"Bro, I was wrong, stop cursing!" Ten minutes later, Wang Ling finally conceded, leaving a pale and powerless admission of guilt on Weibo.

"The president conceded? I'm stupefied!"

"I declare, my husband is no longer the president as of today, from now on, the big shot is my husband!"

"Is this the third time the big shot has made the president crumble with money?"

"There's going to be a change in the internet celebrity world!"

...

"Zhang Menglong, aren't you afraid I won't pay back this billion?" Although the two seemed like fire and water online, they both knew that it was just playful bickering.

"If you don't pay it back, then don't pay it back, it's just a small target, a brief chat and it'll come back," said Zhang Menglong indifferently, "Keep it, consider it like you've opened a Wanda VIP card with me."

"I'm not going to be polite with you!" Wang Ling said shamelessly, "But brother, there's something I need to remind you of."

"What is it?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.

"With fame comes trouble; now that you have so many fans, you also have many more eyes on you, and every little move you make will be seized upon by some trolls, who will use it as a weapon to attack you."

Wang Ling had the most experience with this; his Weibo was filled with indecent insults and he had been blasted onto hot search on several occasions.

"It might not necessarily be you; it could also be someone close to you," Wang Ling added.

"Yeah," Zhang Menglong nodded. Wang Ling was right, and for him, there were many such people, including his parents, and now there was Lu Yiyao as well.

Suddenly, Zhang Menglong's eyes took on a dark tint, fearing precisely what was happening. The images of him appearing alongside Lu Yiyao had now surfaced on the trending search.

Zhang Menglong already had a hot topic, and if someone close to him emerged at this time, without thinking, they would become a target,

and now people had started digging for information on Lu Yiyao.

"Great, are they really pushing me to create a scene?" Zhang Menglong opened several other apps. Not just Weibo, but also forums, social platforms, short video platforms, all featuring posts about the two of them.

"Xu Feng, you haven't slept yet, right?" Zhang Menglong dialed the number of the marketing director of Unicorn Group.

"President Zhang? Not yet, is there anything you need to instruct?"

"You know about the incident regarding me today?"

"Yeah, I've roughly heard about it." As someone who always paid attention to current affairs, Xu Feng's nightly routine included checking the latest news on various platforms, and today's topic involving Zhang Menglong practically exploded nationwide.

"From now on, there must be no information about the girl who appeared with me today on any of our company's products!"