Upon hearing this, Hu Yuan knew he was in luck.
After all, when it comes to fighting, those who are ruthless are afraid of encountering those who are fearless, and those who are fearless are afraid of encountering desperate criminals.
A small-time hoodlum like him, who isn't even afraid of people who are more successful than him, is incredibly fierce when he gets into a fight.
"Brother Wang, you said it yourself, I'm not trying to make things difficult for you."
The manager's expression immediately changed.
"So what if I said it? Let him come. If he dares to come, I'll take him with me even if I get beaten to death."
The thug was clearly prepared to throw caution to the wind and do whatever he wanted.
"Okay, then you wait."
After the manager finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, ready to call for help.
"I'll pay off his debts for him, and I'll also get a bottle of red wine."
Hu Yuan walked behind the manager, took the manager's mobile phone, and said expressionlessly.
"Then give me the money."
The manager gave him a disapproving look, thinking to himself that this person couldn't possibly have that much money.
"Bring me the IOU and the bill."
Hu Yuan wouldn't let anyone take advantage of him; he wouldn't let them give him whatever amount they wanted.
The manager took the mobile phone and turned to get the bill.
"Who are you? Why are you helping me pay back my money?"
Seeing that Hu Yuan had sat down, the thug asked, somewhat displeased.
"Who I am is not important. What's important is that I admire your courage. Paying your debt and buying you drinks are just ways to get to know you."
Hu Yuan wouldn't just throw money at them.
This kind of person is obviously obsessed with saving face and would rather suffer than achieve their goal. If you try to bribe them with money, it will likely backfire.
Soon, the manager brought over the bill, and sure enough, the guy owed several thousand.
Hu Yuan didn't mind spending the money; he took it out and paid for it, even giving him an extra hundred yuan so he could get some better red wine.
Once the manager received the money, he immediately changed his attitude and began to treat Hu Yuan with utmost respect.
Even their attitude towards petty thugs underwent a complete 180-degree turn.
"I didn't realize you were from a wealthy family."
The thug seemed somewhat disdainful.
"I'm not some rich young master. I just made some money doing business. Besides, I'm from out of town. I just offended one of the young masters here, so I came to this little dance hall to seek refuge."
Hu Yuan could tell that this hoodlum had some resentment towards the rich, so he deliberately made himself sound more miserable.
"Who did you offend?"
The thug remained nonchalant.
"Ye Tian, the second young master of the Ye Group."
Hu Yuan didn't hide anything and told him directly.
"Oh, you really ran into a brick wall. You're lucky to have survived this long."
The thug clearly knew what kind of person Ye Tian was, so he immediately said that.
"Anyway, I can't beat him, and my luck can't stay this good forever. If you're willing to help me, I'll be extremely grateful."
Hu Yuan picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"What a joke! Who do you think I am? You think you can fight Ye Tian? You're dreaming."
The thug also started drinking, but it was clear he didn't like this kind of red wine.
Beer or baijiu?
"Beer bar."
After asking the thug for his opinion, Hu Yuan ordered him a few more bottles of beer.
"Since you bought me a drink, I advise you to run away quickly. Once Ye Tian finds you, your life will really be in danger."
After drinking the beer, the thug's expression visibly improved.
"That's what I was thinking too, but I haven't finished my business yet, so I can't leave so soon."
Hu Yuan nodded.
"Is getting things done more important or your life?"
The hoodlum suddenly posed a profound question.
"Is drinking more important or your life?"
Hu Yuan countered with a question.
“It’s not that I think drinking is more important than my life. I’m just not afraid of them coming after me because they know what kind of person I am, Crazy Biao.”
After a couple of drinks, the hoodlum seemed to get a little cocky.
"Then I'll get straight to the point. Actually, I don't want you to fight him; I just want you to protect me for a few days."
Seeing that the time was right, Hu Yuan left to get down to business.
"How much per day? Or how much per aircraft?"
Wang Biao is a very pragmatic person; he always agrees on the price before doing anything.
Moreover, he's willing to risk his life for money.
But one cannot give up dignity.
"I'll be back in ten days at most. If you protect me and keep me safe, I'll give you 50,000."
Hu Yuan held up five fingers and said in a low voice.
"What? Fifty thousand?"
Wang Biao's eyes suddenly widened, and he jumped up.
Clearly, he never expected Hu Yuan to spend so much money.
"Not a penny less, I'll give you 20,000 first, no problem."
For his own safety, Hu Yuan had no choice but to suffer a major financial loss.
Although we have money now, 50,000 is still a considerable sum.
"Haha, 50,000 is enough for me to lie here and enjoy myself for a year. Don't even mention Ye Tian, you can make me touch Ye Tian's father without any problem."
Sure enough, Wang Biao excitedly agreed.
"Okay, then take me to the nearest antique market tomorrow."
Hu Yuan can't keep burning money like this forever; he has to go out and try his luck.
The antique market here must be larger; you might actually strike it rich.
"Yes, go to the antique market. That guy doesn't have that kind of interest, and he wouldn't even think you'd be at the antique market."
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