Chapter 1167: Chapter 1053: Fishing
“You’re the one who’s poor as fuck. Damn it, who are you calling poor? I just don’t want to give it to you, okay? I’m loaded, who said I’m broke? But just because I have money, does that an I have to hand things over to you? Song Yun, do you think I’m an idiot?” Prince shouted angrily.
“I don’t think you’re an idiot. I just believe in ‘loser pays up.’ If you gamble and can’t handle losing, it ans you can’t afford to lose. And if you can’t afford to lose, it just ans you’re poor. No need to explain, Prince, poor is poor. These days, who’s not a loser? We’re all short, ugly, and broke, it’s no big deal. I understand you,” Song Yun chuckled as he said.
“You’re the short, ugly, and broke one. I’m 175cm tall, damn it.” Prince shouted, “Song Yun, don’t piss
off, nothing good will co of it.”
“I’m not pissing you off, you’re the one getting all worked up.” Song Yun said helplessly, “Alright, since you can’t afford to lose, let’s just leave it at that, bye.”
Click.
With that, Song Yun directly hung up the phone.
Prince was about to curse so more, but all he heard was the busy signal, and in that mont, his anger flared up completely.
“Song Yun, damn you!”
Prince had never been so despised and humiliated in his entire life. Even though he was strictly managed when he was young, everywhere he went, as soon as people knew he was Emperor Wang’s son, they’d treat him with all sorts of flattery. Never before has he faced such contempt.
“Loser, you’re the damn loser, your whole family’s a bunch of losers, damn it!”
Prince was really infuriated by Song Yun, cursing while searching for Song Yun’s number to call him back.
The woman sitting next to him had been terrified into silence by Prince’s rage, her body trembling slightly, not daring to make a single sound for fear of further angering him.
On the other end of the line.
Song Yun was sitting with Li Baoshi in a quiet tea restaurant. Exquisite pastries adorned their table, and not far from them, two waiters in uniforms stood smiling patiently, ready to serve them at any mont.
“This tea restaurant here in XG is one of the most upscale places. The food is pretty good, plus there’s soone attending to your needs,” Li Baoshi said as he popped a pastry into his mouth.
“Certainly tastes good,” Song Yun remarked after taking a bite of his snack. “It’s better than most of the places I’ve eaten before.”
“Feel free to co by often,” Li Baoshi suggested. “There’s plenty to eat around here in XG, I’m quite the foodie, haha.”
“I’m a foodie too.”
Just then, Song Yun’s phone started ringing.
Song Yun glanced at the number and instantly rejected the call.
“Prince?” Li Baoshi asked with a smile.
“Yeah.” Song Yun nodded, “Despite his age, he’s still immature. Just a few words and he’s all riled up.”
“Can’t bla you though, your words were quite sarcastic,” Li Baoshi chuckled. “If it were , I’d probably lose my temper too.”
“Co on, those words in no way could anger you. You’re Li Baoshi,” Song Yun laughed.
Soon, Song Yun’s phone rang again.
Song Yun didn’t answer, just pressed reject again.
A few seconds later, Song Yun’s phone rang for the third ti.
This ti, Song Yun leisurely picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.
“Song Yun, you damn…”
As soon as the call connected, Prince’s angry voice ca through.
Click.
Without a word, Song Yun hung up again.
Beeep beeep beeep
The busy tone sounded again in the phone.
Prince was completely furious, absolutely livid, Song Yun, you damn it, you dared to hang up on
again. Do you know who I am? I am Prince, my old man is one of the most powerful people in the entire Pearl River Delta. You dare hang up on
again, damn it!
Prince picked up the phone and, tirelessly, called back once more.
On the other end, Song Yun was leisurely enjoying a pastry, casually rejecting Prince’s calls.
Moreover, Song Yun rejected with a rhythm.
Reject twice, answer once.
Each ti Song Yun picked up, Prince would start with “You damn…”
Then Song Yun would hang up.
The two of them seed like kids playing a silly ga, yet they found it endlessly entertaining.
Li Baoshi smiled as he watched the phone exchange between Song Yun and Prince, “You’re testing his patience.”
Song Yun rejected another call from Li Baoshi, then said, “Brother Li, you see so clearly. If you don’t test the patience of soone like him, he’s not going to calmly talk business with you.”
“What’s your plan?” Li Baoshi asked.
“I’m going to invite Prince out for so fun,” Song Yun grinned. “Brother Li, you said Emperor Wang and Lei Long aren’t exactly on good terms, and if I can drag Emperor Wang into the fray via Prince, that’d pretty much guarantee a win. Prince is hot-headed but not smart, easy to deal with.”
“You’re right about that, hot-headed and not smart,” Li Baoshi laughed. “How do you plan to ss with Prince?”
“That sounds questionable,” Song Yun laughed. “I’m not into guys.”
“I never said you were,” Li Baoshi shrugged. “How are you planning to pull Prince and Emperor Wang into the ss?”
“Well, that’s a secret,” Song Yun smiled. “Whether or not it works is still up in the air, so I won’t say anything for now. If it really happens, I’ll tell you then.”
“Alright.”
So, Song Yun and Prince played their phone call and reject ga for about ten minutes.
By this ti, on the other end, Prince’s initial explosive rage had subsided to anger, then frustration, and finally just a matter of pride.
Finally, Song Yun picked up Prince’s call once more.
“So, do you feel accomplished rejecting my calls?” Prince finally didn’t start with swearing this ti.
And Song Yun didn’t hang up on Prince, instead, he said, “Finally, you’re speaking like a human?”
“I…” Prince was about to curse again but thought better of it, realizing that if he did, Song Yun would just hang up again. So, Prince swallowed the urge and said, “If you want my venue, you should at least act like you’re asking for sothing, shouldn’t you? Do you get off on rejecting my calls?”
Hearing Prince’s sowhat conceding words, Song Yun chuckled and said, “Isn’t it because you wouldn’t give it to ?”
“Even if I’m not giving it to you, you shouldn’t hang up on !” Prince had initially kept calling Song Yun just out of instinctive defiance, but now that the call connected, allowing for a conversation, he suddenly ran out of things to say. He could only attempt to find sothing to discuss, giving his tone a noticeably weaker vibe.
“Why shouldn’t I hang up on you? You gamble, refuse to settle, don’t give
the venue, and expect
to waste my breath?” Song Yun spoke without the slightest of courtesy.
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