What if I said yes?
Chuanliu also stood up, his eyes fixed on the money string without any attempt to look away.
With his hands in his pockets, Qian Chuan approached the girl step by step.
The masculine presence invaded their intimate social space, and a hint of displeasure flashed in Chuanliu's eyes, but he still looked directly at him and stood there steadily.
When they were close enough to hear each other's breathing, Qian Chuan spoke up: "You don't really think they dare to touch me, do you?"
Chuanliu smirked. "I've certainly witnessed Qian Liu's strength, but just because they don't dare touch you doesn't mean they can't. Do you think the previous 'Ten of Spades' died? Maybe you'll close your eyes tonight and never open them again?"
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the only sound was breathing. A silent, almost imperceptible battle of wits raged between the two.
Suddenly, Qian Chuan raised an eyebrow and smiled, shaking his head repeatedly.
"You really are... you always manage to redefine my understanding of you."
He stepped back a few paces, returned to the bookshelf, and precisely located the hidden compartment.
Six "2 of Diamonds" cards lay there quietly.
"Mato has really amassed quite a few cards," Kawanyu couldn't help but marvel. These cards were enough for Mato to live a comfortable life on Paradise Island for the rest of his days.
With great reluctance, Qian Chuan took out one of the cards and handed it to Chuan Liu, saying, "Here, from now on you're the '2 of Diamonds'."
Is this considered hush money?
The girl played with the cards in her hand, but made no further move.
The former took out another card and said with a fake smile, "Is that enough?"
Chuanliu: "..."
Then he pulled out another one, saying, "Don't go too far!"
Chuanliu: "..."
He pulled out another bill, his heart already bleeding. "This is the last one. If you push your luck any further, I'll take care of you right now!"
Chuanliu: "..."
Qian Chuan pulled out the fifth "2 of Diamonds" and practically shoved it into her hand. "Here you go, these are worth at least 10,000. That should be enough to shut you up, right?"
Having achieved his goal, Chuanliu accepted everything and left without looking back.
After seeing Chuanliu off, Qianchuan was practically spitting blood.
10,000 yuan! That's 10,000 yuan!
This is going to kill him! I feel like strangling Chuanliu to death.
Before he could even rest for a while, he received another message from the front desk.
"Boss, Jia Zuowei and Xu Zhidu are here."
Qian Chuan rubbed his temples, and then two more large Buddha statues appeared...
The originally spacious lobby was divided in two by Jia Zuowei and Xu Zhi's groups, creating an invisible confrontation.
Jia was embracing a beautiful woman, while five or six of his henchmen stood menacingly behind him.
The real Xu Zhi silently followed behind the fake Xu Zhi, along with five or six of his subordinates.
"Little Xu, your winery is so busy, what are you doing here?"
Jia wore a kind smile, as if he were truly an elder caring for a younger generation.
"Isn't it the same for Brother Jia? You're always so busy, with so many people waiting to be lured away by you. Why are you meddling in the affairs of us younger generation?"
The fake Xu Zhi was not polite at all, and spoke in a sarcastic and mocking tone.
Jia, unable to save face, almost broke into a smile and said through gritted teeth, "Little brother, you'd better be more discreet, lest you get burned by this old ginger one day."
If Jia hadn't known that Xu Zhi wanted to replace him, he wouldn't have taken this young upstart seriously at all.
When he was making his way in the underworld, this kid was probably still nursing somewhere.
The fake Xu Zhi was not at all outdone and continued to mock, "Really? I didn't see that. Oh, this old ginger is starting to grow green hair."
"you!"
Jia was never one to be quick-witted, and he was no match for the businessman Xu Zhi. He was so frustrated that he became red-eyed with anger.
A surge of irritability welled up inside me, and my nose twitched involuntarily.
The beautiful woman next to him quickly patted his back and offered him a cigarette to temporarily relieve his sudden craving.
The fake Xu Zhi hugged the real Xu Zhi and deliberately provoked Jia Zuowei's sore spot, "Beautiful lady, hurry up and take our brother Jia home, look at him, he's about to faint."
A puff of white smoke escaped from Jia's mouth, easing his sudden agitation somewhat.
Fake Xu took two steps back with disdain and said to the beautiful woman without any politeness, "Beautiful lady, why don't you come with me? So that you won't get infected one day and become a walking corpse like him."
The beautiful woman didn't speak or show any extra expression; she simply stood quietly beside Jia Zuowei.
"Damn it, this brat who hasn't even grown all his teeth is already trying to steal women!"
Jia's anger, which he had just suppressed, suddenly flared up again. He rolled up his sleeves and strode towards Xu Zhi.
Upon seeing this, Xu immediately ordered his men to protect him.
"So you resort to violence to solve problems when you're in the wrong? You're truly something else."
The fake Xu, hiding behind, still wouldn't let up.
Before he came, Zhen Xuzhi had instructed him to be as arrogant as possible when speaking to Jia Zuowei.
Although he was a little scared seeing Jia acting crazy, he naturally couldn't let her down with Xu Zhi behind him.
He was already losing control of himself, and now Jia's anger was completely ignited.
"If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm not a Jia!"
After saying this, Jia ordered his men to surround Xu's men, and the two forces were on the verge of conflict, checking and balancing each other.
Jia pushed through the crowd and rushed straight to Xu Zhi, throwing a punch at the tall, thin man with his fist the size of a sandbag.
There was a loud "bang".
Ouch!
The fake Xu Zhi fell to the ground with a thud, covering his face with one hand while screaming loudly.
When the receptionist led the money string downstairs to greet them, this is what they saw.
The two teams were locked in a stalemate when Jia knocked Xu Zhi to the ground with a single punch.
The side of the man's face that had been hit instantly turned bright red, and a line of blood even trickled from the corner of his mouth.
The female companion ran over with a worried expression. She struggled to help Xu Zhi up and gently wiped his face, her eyes full of heartache.
It must be said that after being "trained" by Chuanliu, Zhen Xuzhi's acting skills have reached a new level.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the money string arrive and secretly gestured to the man with her hand: You can start playing the victim now.
The fake Xu immediately understood, his previous arrogance vanished, and his eyes became teary.
"Brother Jia, did I say something wrong? Why did you hit me?"
His 180-degree turn in attitude, coupled with his weak and helpless lines, made those in the know want to award him an Best Actor award.
Jia, disgusted, said with a look of utter repulsion, "Bao Pilong, don't you know what you said wrong? Stop giving me that look!"
"I may be a liquor vendor, but I'm not going to steal your supply. How can you hit me? How are we supposed to survive?"
The fake Xu Zhi wiped away non-existent tears while wailing.
His acting skills are far inferior to those of the real Xu Zhike.
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