"Uncle Ma, I'm sorry, but I have a high alcohol tolerance. I can handle alcohol, and I can even drink penalty shots. I'm open to anything."
"Huff, huff..."
Wang Peng could imagine that Ma Yonghong was already furious and fuming when he heard deep breathing coming from the phone.
After a long silence, he said in a deep voice, "I'm not exaggerating. The eight major sects, led by Huang Ran, will not let you take the second shop."
“Xiaopeng, you absolutely cannot compete with them. Without my investment, you definitely won’t be able to get the second store.”
"If I can't get it, I can't get it. I don't want your investment, thank you."
Wang Peng hung up the phone immediately, feeling very uncomfortable about letting such people share in the profits in the future.
“You acted impulsively.” Ma Guoqing sighed. “I really don’t understand, is it really necessary to offend the Ma family because of a wage earner?”
Wang Peng laughed and said, "Brother Ma, we have different ideas, we can never see eye to eye."
In his previous life, he was a working-class man who hated the bosses who oppressed him.
Having become a small business owner in this life, am I destined to live the life I hate? The dragon-slaying hero ends up becoming the dragon himself?
No!
no way!
I will help others get rich first, and I will never betray the working class in my life.
"Brother Peng," Ma Guoqing said, both amused and exasperated, "Qinghui Store No. 2 is out of your reach. They'll continue to suppress you, but..."
He patted Wang Peng on the shoulder and said softly, "I'll beg the old man, he'll definitely invest again, it's just a matter of how much."
If you can't beat them, join them. The old man has already admitted defeat and started preparing a way out for himself.
Therefore, investment will not be absent. If it is an investment that can definitely make money, why not invest?
"Hehe, thanks." Wang Peng said with a smile.
He secretly decided that unless absolutely necessary, he would rather sell his house and car than accept the Ma family's investment.
At 11:30 a.m., Ma Guoqing left with the truck.
Wang Peng looked at Ma Guoming, who was drenched in sweat, and smiled as he handed him a towel, saying, "Brother Ming, you've worked hard."
"It's not hard work, hehe!" He quickly wiped the sweat off with a towel.
He used to work at Yonghong and never did any manual labor. Now, although he does manual labor, he feels comfortable.
After Wang Peng finished wiping his sweat, he put his arm around Wang Peng's shoulder and walked out of the store.
After a moment, he said, "Ma Yonghong just called me and said that as long as I fire you, he will give me a large investment."
Kenneth Ma's muscles were tense, and his face was as pale as paper.
He works in administration and knows the cutthroat competition in the supermarket industry.
If Yonghong Supermarket fires a worker, as long as Ma Yonghong informs other supermarkets, those supermarkets will not hire that worker.
If a worker is hired without their knowledge, they can be fired with just one phone call from Niu Yonghong.
"Don't be nervous, Ming-ge," Wang Peng said with a smile. "I'm not one of them, and I'm not afraid of them. Just relax and work here."
"Boss, sir." Ma Guoming's nose tingled, and he hurriedly lowered his head to wipe away his tears.
Wang Peng said softly, "I'm not afraid of them, but they're afraid of me. Do you know why?"
Ma Guoming wiped away his tears and said firmly, "I don't know the reason, but I know they are absolutely afraid of you, including Huang Ran and Ma Yonghong."
If the eight major sects weren't afraid of Wang Peng, they wouldn't have orchestrated the siege of Bright Peak by several major sects.
They attacked because they were afraid.
Wang Peng said with a smile, "My competitive strategy is to exchange genuine products for genuine customers and to offer discounts to employees and customers."
"Unless they are also willing to share half of the profits, they will be eliminated by me sooner or later. This is an open strategy."
After finishing his speech in one breath, Wang Peng was quite pleased with himself.
Ma Guoming said softly, "Boss, asking them to spend three percent of their profits on bonuses is like taking their lives."
"Haha, that's true," Wang Peng said. "As long as you work diligently and don't break any rules, I won't fire you."
"Thank you, boss. I will definitely do my best," Ma Guoming said.
A Honda Accord was parked on the side of the road; it was Huang Ran's car. Wang Peng knocked on the window, but there was no response.
After knocking three times, the car window slowly opened, revealing Wang Cheng's face.
"Brother, is there something you need?" he asked with a fawning smile.
“Go report to Huang Ran that Yonghong Supermarket has betrayed your Justice League and put my Sanhua Wine on the shelves of all its stores.”
"Big brother, I... I saw it all just now," Wang Cheng whispered, a hint of inferiority flashing in his eyes.
The older brother has already made a name for himself in the provincial capital, while I'm still just a nobody.
Wang Peng sneered and turned back into the shop.
This guy's current job is the boss's driver, a paparazzi, and the boss's wife's gigolo.
He drives his boss's car during the day and his boss's wife's car at night, keeping himself extremely busy. He even developed dark circles under his eyes due to excessive indulgence.
Wang Cheng rolled up the car window and watched Wang Peng's retreating figure.
"Brother, I'm not qualified to be your opponent right now, but I will be soon."
"One day, I will trample you under my feet, and I will make you wag your tail and beg for mercy."
Wang Cheng gritted his teeth, drove to the headquarters of Huihuang Supermarket, and suddenly reported to the boss.
"Boss, Yonghong Supermarket has betrayed us; all its stores are stocking Sanhua liquor."
"Just now, I saw with my own eyes Ma Guoqing drive a large truck and take a load of wine away from Wang Peng's store."
"Boss, Qinghui has been shut down, Yonghong betrayed us, and now only..."
Snap—
A crisp slap landed on Wang Cheng's face. Ignoring the pain, he hurriedly bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, boss!"
"You're the one who talks too much nonsense!" Huang Ran pointed to the door. "Get out!"
Wang Cheng fled for his life, standing outside the office, his face burning with pain.
In the office, Huang Ran gritted her teeth in anger and immediately called Ma Yonghong.
"Old Ma, what do you mean? Why did you betray the Justice League?"
Ma Yonghong said with a smile, "I'm sorry, the removal of Sanhua liquor from the shelves has led to a drop in liquor sales, affecting all ten stores."
"Old Ma, are you really that short of money?" Huang Ran gritted his teeth. "If we don't kill Wang Peng now, we'll be the ones who die later."
“Old Huang, I’m old. I can’t worry about the future, I can only worry about the present,” Ma Yonghong said.
Huang Ran was so angry that his face turned red and he started panting heavily.
Ma Yonghong said, "Old Huang, I've noticed that people who fight against Wang Peng never end well."
"Take Niu Qinghui for example. All his stores have been shut down, and he's in jail. There's a high chance he'll be shot."
"Although Lao Niu's accident has little to do with Wang Peng, there's something sinister about it."
After Ma Yonghong finished speaking, he waited quietly for Huang Ran's reply.
A few minutes later, Huang Ran said in a deep voice, "You seem to be getting more and more worried as you get older. Aren't you afraid that the Justice League will come after you?"
“I’m scared!” Ma Yonghong said, “But you’re not stupid, there’s no need to push me to Wang Peng’s side, right?”
Huang Ran was speechless again; he really didn't dare to force Yong Hong to side with Wang Peng.
Wang Peng is already this difficult to deal with even without help; imagine how tough it would be if Yonghong were there to assist him…
"Old Huang, I heard that Wang Peng is interested in Qinghui's second store."
"Don't even think about it!" Huang Ran hung up the phone.
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