[The Body Buyer] [Episode 7] Chapter 4: A Worthy Opponent, A Talented General

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As everyone nervously cursed Ren Ge while facing their wine bowls, someone suddenly approached with a hearty laugh: "Why didn't you invite me to the drinking contest, Ren Ge!"
The newcomer was a middle-aged man in his late thirties, with a square face, a robust build, and impeccably dressed. He was Rong Jinghai, the man who had once lost his personal secretary to Ronan for a night, and the head of the Rong family in Hong Kong.
"So it's Young Master Rong. Didn't you go back to Hong Kong last week? Why are you here again?" Hua Tianming stood up first and shook hands with Rong Jinghai.
Ren Ge was quite familiar with Rong Jinghai, and simply nodded as a greeting. Then, his eyes gleamed as he stared at the woman behind Rong Jinghai. The woman who could make Ren Ge so flustered was certainly not an ordinary beauty, but she wasn't exactly a stunning beauty either. She was just a little prettier than the average woman, but her charm was incredibly alluring.
If one had to describe this woman, the most suitable word would be "very attractive."
Her long, arched eyebrows, her delicate, slightly curved eyes that seemed to hold spring water, and the distinct smile lines on either side of her mouth, all hinting at a subtle, alluring charm that drew the eye, making one want to scrutinize her, study her, and even become captivated.
This woman also possessed a peculiar quality: it was difficult to determine her exact age. Her facial features were mature, suggesting she was forty, but her skin was more delicate than that of a thirty-year-old. She wore clothes typically reserved for women in their twenties: a black strapless bralette paired with low-rise black trousers, boldly displaying the sensuality of her chest and waist.
She had come with Rong Jinghai, but instead of rushing to greet everyone, she stood quietly two meters away, observing and studying each person at the banquet—especially the men.
"Staring blankly?" Rong Jinghai, noticing Ren Ge's unusual expression, walked over to him, patted his shoulder, and asked with a hint of smugness.
Ren Ge's face showed infatuation, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Not bad, not bad."
"This is Nong Caiwei, Miss Nong. Although she was selected as Miss Asia, acted in movies, and recorded albums, she has always been low-key. Not many people have the opportunity to know her, and no one who knows her can forget her," Rong Jinghai said with a smile.
Ren Ge quickly stepped forward to greet Nong Caiwei, acting very enthusiastically. Unfortunately, Nong Caiwei's response was not enthusiastic, and even the smile on her face gradually disappeared. It seemed that a young master like Ren Ge could not win her favor at all. However, when Ren Ge asked Rong Jinghai to drink a penalty drink, she readily drank a bowl.
After drinking nearly two ounces of baijiu, Nong Caiwei did not change her expression, which made Ren Ge clap his hands in admiration.
Driven by the desire to be near a beautiful woman, Ren Ge did not let Rong Jinghai leave, but instead clamored to start the second round of drinking.
"What's the point of just drinking? How about some entertainment?" Rong Jinghai smiled at Ren Ge and then looked at Luo Nan.
"Young Master Rong is indeed a 'playful' person, adding a touch of fun to everything he does," Hua Tianming said.
"Life is short, of course we should enjoy it while we can. Brother Tianming isn't someone who can't afford to play, why be so reserved?" Rong Jinghai said.
"I might not be able
to afford to play Young Master Rong's game," Hua Tianming smiled faintly. "Brother Tianming is joking, we won't set any stakes, we'll just play a game that men should play," Rong Jinghai said mysteriously
. "No stakes, it's not exciting enough," Ren Ge shook his head.
"How about I place the stakes?" Nong Caiwei walked to Rong Jinghai's side like a willow in the wind and said softly.
"Miss Nong, what stakes are you planning to place?" Ren Ge's eyes were fixed on Nong Caiwei, and he asked excitedly.
"I recently traveled to Canada, and a friend gave me two bottles of good wine. I'd like to share them with the winner, is that a good stake?" Nong Caiwei said, her eyes sparkling.
"Of course, that's a great stake," Ren Ge clapped his hands in praise.
Rong Jinghai nodded in agreement, adding, "Losers shouldn't go unpunished. How about this? The loser will give Miss Nong a gift. It doesn't need to be expensive, something worth a few hundred thousand will do. What do you think?"
"I have no objection," Ren Ge said with a smile.
Rong Jinghai looked at Hua Tianming, who gave a slight bitter smile and turned to look at Jiang Yulan beside him.
"Why are you looking at me? This is a man's business," Jiang Yulan said with some disgust. Clearly, she didn't like this game, especially since it involved betting on women, which made her even more displeased. However, she had no reason to object, since it was that woman who had requested the betting.
"If Brother Tianming has difficulties, then forget it," Rong Jinghai said, his words carrying a hint of provocation.
Hua Tianming's face darkened slightly, and he slowly said, "I didn't say I wouldn't participate."
"Very well. So, what about the other two?" Rong Jinghai looked at the remaining two men, and when facing Ronan, he even smiled slightly at him, clearly not forgetting the American old man who had made him taste defeat.
"Everyone's having so much fun, how could I not join in?" Fan Lü said, forcing a smile.
Fan Lü was already secretly regretting attending the banquet, because even if he could win this game, he wouldn't dare, so he'd definitely have to give a gift. Although he had some wealth, it was at most fifty or sixty million in assets, most of which was used to start companies. Asking him to spend a million or two on a gift for a complete stranger, even if that woman was a stunning beauty, honestly, he couldn't help but feel the pinch.
"Mr. Ronan, what about you?" Rong Jinghai asked with a half-smile, referring to the man who had remained silent.
Ronan gave an awkward smile, adopting a betting posture, causing the three women who knew him to frown slightly in unison.
Song Meili smiled, knowing the cunning old scoundrel definitely had a plan.
Hu Qingyan was somewhat puzzled.
Jiang Yulan, however, found it strange. Because she suddenly realized that according to the information Lin Saiyun had given her, Ronan himself didn't have much wealth, yet this old bastard could afford to keep the beautiful actress Zhou Yurong as his mistress. How could that be explained? If he could afford Zhou Yurong, it meant he was quite wealthy, so why would he pretend to back down when faced with an inescapable situation? It was inexplicable.
"Mr. Ronan, are you perhaps afraid of losing?" Ren Ge asked with a smile.
Ronan stared at Ren Ge for a moment, his smirk still on his face, while shaking his head and rubbing his hands, saying, "It's not that I'm afraid of losing, it's that I'm afraid I'll feel embarrassed if I win again."
Ren Ge and Rong Jinghai were immediately stunned; neither of them expected Ronan to say such a thing.
Song Meili couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard Ronan's words.
"Mr. Ronan, I truly admire your confidence. Regardless of winning or losing, I hope we can become friends in the future," Rong Jinghai said, looking at Ronan with deep eyes.
"There will be an opportunity," Ronan smiled, revealing his teeth.
"Alright, since none of the five gentlemen here have any objections, let's begin the game," Rong Jinghai said, clapping his hands.
"Young Master Rong, what game are you planning to play?" Ren Ge asked curiously.
"The game is called 'Life Lies in Movement.' I just asked, this building has forty floors. The game involves running downstairs and then back upstairs. The first person to get back here is the winner," Rong Jinghai explained.
Almost everyone present stared in disbelief.
"Are you crazy? There are eighty floors to go! You'll run yourself to death!" Ren Ge shouted, but then laughed and clapped his hands repeatedly.
"Crazy is good! I like this game. Life lies in movement, and so does picking up girls."
"Tianming, what do you think? Can you even run it?" Ren Ge asked Hua Tianming provocatively.
Hua Tianming frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Isn't that a bit unfair? We're all young people, running is fine, we can treat it as exercise, but this guy..." At this point, Hua Tianming glanced at Ronan.
Ronan smiled and said, "I'm not old enough to not be able to run yet. If I win, don't blame me for having the advantage of being older."
"Alright, since even the most problematic one isn't objecting, what are we waiting for?" Ren Ge said excitedly.
"If you don't mind, I'll join in the fun!" someone shouted from outside the screen.
As the voice rang out, someone turned around the screen and walked in.
"How can such a fun game not include me? Young Master Rong, don't you think so?" The person who came in was none other than the restaurant owner, Quan Qingsheng.
"I didn't expect you to be interested in participating, Qingsheng. I'd be delighted." Rong Jinghai smiled.
"If Boss Quan is interested too, this game is getting more and more exciting." Ren Ge also smiled.
Quan Qingsheng nodded to everyone, then suddenly walked up to Nong Caiwei and smiled, "Miss Nong, you don't object to me participating, do you?"
Nong Caiwei nodded faintly, without speaking, it was unclear whether she acquiesced or felt some dissatisfaction.
Ronan observed coldly, suddenly feeling that Nong Caiwei and Quan Qingsheng might be acquainted, because when Nong Caiwei faced Quan Qingsheng, her gaze slightly narrowed, her eyebrows trembled, seemingly showing both surprise and disgust. Quan Qingsheng's eyes, on the other hand, held a hint of infatuation, though he concealed it well, it still didn't escape Ronan's notice.
"That's good, with Qingsheng as the host participating, the competition will be more convenient," Rong Jinghai said. "Stop arguing, let's start!" Ren Ge urged impatiently.
"Alright, then please give the order, Miss Nong," Rong Jinghai turned to Nong Caiwei.
Nong Caiwei nodded and raised her hand to give the order.
All six men stood in a row, those who were originally dressed in suits and ties took off their coats and rolled up their sleeves.
Even Quan Qingsheng, wearing a long robe, had to tuck it in.
Only Ronan remained unmoved, the old hoodlum pretending to be as immovable as a mountain. This outfit was one Ronan had just bought that morning, clothes Yuan Sha had bought for him, which had already been soiled by Jin Xianhe that evening and was probably still stuffed in Jin Xianhe's washing machine!
"Start—run!" Wei gave the order, and the six men immediately ran out like wolves.
A chorus of exclamations immediately rang out in Shenghao Restaurant. Although there were only a few tables and not many people in the restaurant, everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but be curious, especially since some of them knew each other.
"They must be crazy, not eating, but playing a staircase race." Jiang Yulan slapped her forehead, saying weakly.
"Life's competitions are everywhere." Song Meili giggled. "Boss, are you worried your fiancé will lose?"
"It's better if he loses." Jiang Yulan glanced at the elegant Nong Caiwei, saying irritably.
On the other side, Sarah and Hu Qingyan started chatting.
Sarah excitedly exclaimed in English, "I really hope to watch them run, it would be so interesting!"
"Just running up and down stairs, what's so interesting about that?" Hu Qingyan's English was quite good, and she had no problem conversing with Sarah.
"Men are most sexy when they're running; appreciating their running posture is a pleasure in itself," Sarah said seriously.
Hu Qingyan couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle, thinking to herself: Women from Nordic countries are really different; they imitate men in every way. Men are enthusiastic about women, and women appreciate men, saying it without hesitation—it shows their broad-mindedness.
Such women clearly belong to the type who treat one-night stands as commonplace, without any psychological burden. This made her somewhat admire them, yet also somewhat disdainful, leaving her with mixed feelings. Seeing Hu Qingyan's silence, Sarah found it a bit boring and turned to Nong Caiwei to chat with her.
The conversation turned into a rather amusing affair. Both women were alluring and sophisticated, each possessing a captivating and seductive charm. Coupled with their shared interests, they seemed to have known each other for a long time. As they talked, they unconsciously veered into more explicit topics about men, causing the other three women to frown slightly.
"I don't like Ren Ge. He's too immature—I mean intellectually immature, not in terms of age. When I'm with him, he feels like his mother, and I don't feel any obvious sexual attraction. In fact, I also think he's not strong enough, which means we can only be friends, not lovers," Sarah said.
"I guess you prefer older men, like Mr. Ronan, right?" Nong Caibi asked.
"Oh God, you guessed it, you're a true confidante. I do like men older than me, at least ten years older. Men in that age group have a captivating charm. In fact, I think I have a father complex. When I see strong, older men, I easily get aroused and want to sleep with them, to have them caress me and protect me. I feel very safe that way. Mr. Ronan is that kind of man. The moment I see him, I have an urge to strip him naked. It's amazing, I've never felt this way before. He doesn't look strong, but I feel like he could easily conquer me. Oh... I think I might have fallen in love with him at first sight. I wonder what it would be like to sleep with him." Sarah pressed her hand to her chest, somewhat excitedly.
"It might be very exciting, or it might disappoint you," Nong Caiwei smiled ambiguously, hinting at something.
"Ah...you mean his sexual prowess? You've certainly thought this through. But even with an older man whose sexual ability is average, as long as he knows how to flirt, I can still get pleasure. Most importantly, if he satisfies me, I'll paint a nude portrait of him after we make love. Just imagine, after my physical desires have just been released, holding a paintbrush, standing naked in front of the easel, facing a man who has just released his passion, lying naked on the bed, looking so tired and satisfied—how sexy, how exciting! Painting every part of his body, it's as if I can possess that part. That feeling is even more satisfying than the most intense orgasm; it's simply the ultimate bliss." Sarah's face showed a fanatical gleam, as if Ronan had been stripped naked and placed before her, ready for her to feast on.
Sarah's bold remarks made the three women who weren't part of the conversation feel embarrassed. They hadn't expected Sarah to be so open; the word "lewd" couldn't even begin to describe it.
Song Meili and Hu Qingyan's most direct feeling was that Sarah was somewhat shameless, while Jiang Yulan, besides having a similar feeling, was also somewhat puzzled. In Jiang Yulan's eyes, that old bastard Ronan was utterly worthless; how could any woman possibly like him? But reality completely contradicted her aesthetic standards. Not to mention that Lin Saiyun, whom she considered almost perfect, had once been involved with the old bastard, even the beautiful Zhou Yurong and "Song the Fairy" Song Meili had recently been involved with him—it was simply bizarre!
Even more bizarre was that the old bastard hadn't done anything, yet a voluptuous woman was ready to throw herself at him. Although this woman was a wanton slut, she had a pretty face and a good figure, and wasn't someone who couldn't find a man. Why would she choose the old bastard? It was incomprehensible! It was truly beyond her comprehension.
Jiang Yulan even felt an urge to ask Song Meili why she was with Ronan. However, when she was about to ask, she felt it was absurd and ultimately shook her head, giving up.
Six men rushed into the stairwell, their footsteps creating a chaotic cacophony, like a raiding bandit, rushing down each floor at breakneck speed.
At first, the six ran quite easily. Rong Jinghai and Ren Ge were in the lead, followed by Hua Tianming and Quan Qingsheng five or six steps ahead, then Fan Lü five or six steps behind, and finally Luo Nan.
Luo Nan was almost half a floor behind Fan Lü. Luo Nan, running at a leisurely pace, was gradually left far behind, much to the relief of Fan Lü, who was in last place. Although he was certain of losing, he was a competitive person and didn't want to lose too badly.
Forty floors and eight hundred steps—it wasn't a short distance, but because going downstairs was relatively easy, the top five ran the distance in five or six minutes and began running back upstairs.
Ren Ge, leading the group, thought of Ronan, who was lagging far behind, and couldn't help but turn back to Rong Jinghai, who was following behind him, and asked with a smile, "Which floor do you think that old gentleman will meet us on?" "
An old horse in its stall may still have the ambition to gallop a thousand miles, and the old man's unwillingness to admit defeat is admirable, but ultimately his stamina is a bit lacking. I think it should be on the fifth or sixth floor..." He stopped mid-sentence, a strange look suddenly appearing on Rong Jinghai's face, followed by a wry smile.
"Looks like I was wrong. The old man's stamina isn't much worse than ours, the young and strong." "
What do you mean?" Ren Ge turned back again.
"He means you should try harder." Ronan's voice rang out, and at the same time, he brushed past Ren Ge on the first floor.
"So fast?" Ren Ge's face showed surprise, along with a hint of frustration.
"An old lion still has the strength to fight; that's what makes the game more fun." Rong Jinghai laughed heartily.
"Perhaps Mr. Ronan just looks old, and isn't actually that old?" Quan Qingsheng and Hua Tianming had caught up before, only half a floor behind Ren Ge and Rong Jinghai. Hearing their conversation, Quan Qingsheng spoke up loudly. His voice was still strong; compared to Ren Ge and Rong Jinghai, who were already panting, he seemed to have much more energy saved.
Hearing Quan Qingsheng's words, Ren Ge and Rong Jinghai lost interest in small talk and quickly quickened their pace, running upwards with all their might.
When Ren Ge and Rong Jinghai reached the tenth floor, Fan Lü, on the eighth floor, was experiencing his most frustrating moment—he had been overtaken by Ronan!
Fan Lü couldn't understand how an old man nearing sixty could outrun him. He couldn't help but wonder if his years of indulgence in wine and women had worn him down. In fact, by now, he was panting heavily and began to regret focusing on business all these years and abandoning the fitness routine he had maintained as an actor in his early years.
Luo Nan overtook Fan Lü, maintaining a steady pace. Even at this pace, when the twentieth floor was in sight, the heavy breathing of the four ahead could be clearly heard. Five more floors up, Ren Ge, looking down from the corner, couldn't help but exclaim,
"When did he get behind us?"
"I don't know either," Rong Jinghai wiped the sweat from his brow and said with a wry smile.
"I thought you'd say that's what makes the game more fun," Ren Ge teased.
"Stop talking, save your energy for the sprint! Being defeated by this old man would be a disgrace to our country,"
Hua Tianming gasped. He was severely exhausted, but his willpower was strong, allowing
him to keep up with Ren Ge and the others. Of the four running ahead, Quan Qingsheng was the only one who didn't speak, but he expressed his thoughts through his actions. Although he was also panting heavily, he could still accelerate, and in the blink of an eye, he overtook Ren Ge and Rong Jinghai.
Then, Ronan overtook them, not because Ronan ran faster, but because Ren Ge and the other two, who had been talking nonsense, ran slower and slower. In fact, running upstairs becomes increasingly difficult; maintaining a steady pace is ten times harder than fluctuating speed.
"Are we destined to have no chance of victory against this old man?" Rong Jinghai said helplessly.
"Perhaps we should stay away from him," Ren Ge said, even more frustrated. His frustration wasn't due to Ronan's strength, but rather the regret of missing an opportunity to get close to Nong Caiwei.
"It's alright, Miss Nong can't fly anymore," Rong Jinghai comforted him, seemingly understanding Ren Ge's thoughts.
Ren Ge nodded.
The two immediately stopped talking; they were going to make one last attempt.
This wasn't the bet at the Water Jump Arena, nor was it nearly as big, but for them, it was a crucial test in their life's competition. They were all determined individuals who didn't want to give up this opportunity to challenge themselves. Hua Tianming shared their thoughts on this point.
Although it was a somewhat absurd game, for those born into wealthy families, valuing every competition in life was crucial for establishing themselves within their families and gaining true power to dominate others. Whether it was power or wealth, it was all the same.
While the three who had fallen behind struggled with their willpower, Ronan gradually caught up with Quan Qingsheng.
Quan Qingsheng had excellent stamina, maintaining a good breathing rhythm while running, seemingly having received specialized training, perhaps even systematically practicing martial arts. However, running up and down eighty floors was no easy feat. After gaining a certain distance, he had to slow down, and his breathing became increasingly heavy. However, his willpower was strong, and he maintained a relatively fast speed, though still somewhat slower than Ronan's.
Therefore, seeing Ronan gradually catch up and overtake him, Quan Qingsheng could only clench his fists and desperately chase after him, resulting in a chase scene. Ultimately, however, Ronan successfully overtook Quan Qingsheng and gradually pulled away.
As Ronan drew closer to the top floor, the five women upstairs couldn't wait any longer and came to the stairwell to wait. Some customers in the restaurant, who had heard about the situation and found it interesting, also gathered around.
"Who do you think will win?" Jiang Yulan unconsciously clenched her hands, feeling a strange tension. To ease this tension, she asked Song Meili this question.
"Ronan," Song Meili answered decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
"How is that possible? Ronan is definitely over fifty-five, if not sixty. How can his stamina compare to that of a young man?" Jiang Yulan was puzzled.
Song Meili smiled slightly seductively. Only she knew how terrifying the old bastard's stamina was when he was tormenting women. Time seemed to have no effect on him. He possessed a body far stronger than any young man, a fact that only women who had experienced it firsthand would understand; those who hadn't would only be deceived by his seemingly aged appearance.
"What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?" Jiang Yulan found Song Meili's smile strange and became even more curious.
Song Meili didn't answer the question directly, but instead asked, "How old is Hua Shao this year?"
"Thirty-two, the same age as Ren Ge," Jiang Yulan replied after a moment's thought.
"They're the youngest of the six, aren't they?"
"You're right. President Fan and Mr. Quan are both over forty, and Rong Shao is thirty-seven or thirty-eight. What are you trying to say?" Jiang Yulan asked curiously. Song Meili
smiled mysteriously: "If we're judging by age, Hua Shao and Ren Shao should have the best chance, boss, is that what you think?"
"No," Jiang Yulan shook her head.
"Tianming and Ren Ge just drank quite a bit, while Rong Shao didn't drink much. Although Rong Shao is older, I've heard he's into fitness, so his stamina should be better than Tianming and Ren Ge's. Therefore, I think Rong Shao is the most likely to win."
"Your analysis makes a lot of sense, but that's just common sense. Many things can't be predicted by common sense," Song Meili said.
"Do you still think that old bastard will win?" Jiang Yulan asked dismissively. Because of her disdain, she didn't care about using profanity in her address.
Song Meili wasn't offended; she didn't want to help Ronan regain his reputation. She simply smiled and said, "Facts will prove my guess."
"You're all wrong. The final winner will be Mr. Quan." A voice, both gentle and alluring, suddenly rang out beside Song Meili. It was Nong Caiwei who spoke.
Jiang Yulan and Song Meili couldn't help but look at Nong Caiwei. They were surprised that this woman with her elegant features would also make judgments.
"Why will Mr. Quan win?" Song Meili couldn't help but ask.
"He's learned martial arts and has excellent stamina," Nong Caiwei said calmly.
"How do you know? Do you know Mr. Quan?" Song Meili asked again.
However, Nong Caiwei didn't answer.
Just then, Hu Qingyan suddenly covered her mouth in surprise and said, "I remember now, a few years ago when I went to Hong Kong, I saw Miss Nong in a weekly magazine. There was a man in the photo harassing you, it looked like Mr. Quan."
Hu Qingyan's words made Nong Caiwei's face turn somewhat ugly. Hu Qingyan realized she had misspoke and quickly smiled apologetically at Nong Caiwei.
Nong Caiwei ignored Hu Qingyan, but suddenly giggled and said, "Yes! I know Quan Qingsheng. He used to be my bodyguard, so I guessed he would win." "
I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, the winner is..." Jiang Yulan was dismissive, but she couldn't continue because the winner had appeared, and unfortunately, it wasn't the person she expected.
The first person to arrive rushed out from the corner of the last floor's stairs, revealing a figure and a beach outfit typical of an old thug.

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