Chapter 470: I Thought He Was A Gangster, Turns Out He Was A Fishmonger
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The middle-aged woman, well, her point was valid.
If she went to negotiate with Zhao Laoliu alone, the other party wouldn’t be on guard.
They could talk things through, no matter what the issue.
She would agree to all of Zhao Laoliu’s demands as long as her son was released first.
They could discuss other things later, once their son was safe.
Her husband was a hothead and an impulsive person. If he barged in, there would definitely be a fight, and potentially even a loss of life.
“You’re right, that’s an option,” he conceded.
[Life is only a few autumns] was reckless, but that didn’t an he was stupid.
Charging into the logistics area with a bunch of n wouldn’t work. The news would travel fast, and on top of that…
[Life is only a few autumns] quickly accepted his wife’s approach.
“Go change your clothes imdiately and head to the logistics area to find Zhao Laoliu,” [Life is only a few autumns] instructed his wife.
“Tell him that as long as he lets our son go, I’ll hand over all the businesses on Pingan Street, Shanshui Street, and even the few streets in the central business district. He’s been eyeing Old Mo’s business, right? Tell him to release our son, and everything will be fine. I’ll even help him out personally.”
Even though they lowered their voices, the chat could still make out most of it.
The local viewers imdiately jumped in to explain.
Pingan Street was a notorious area, a jumble of restaurants catering to every taste.
Beyond that, it housed a dense network of KTVs, rental houses, cheap hotels, hair salons, and internet cafes.
It was arguably the most chaotic part of town, with a constant crowd of people where fights and petty theft were daily occurrences.
Shanshui Street, on the other hand, was a complete contrast. It was a haven for wealthy second-generation heirs, filled with high-end bars, exclusive KTVs, and large nightclubs.
The foreign viewers were floored. These locations sounded like pri real estate for… certain activities.
“By the way, it’s been ten minutes since they called the police. Why haven’t the officers shown up to enforce the law?” a comnt wondered.
“Are they setting up a sting operation nearby, waiting to swoop in and arrest everyone?”
“My girlfriend wanted to go shopping, but I ditched her to see what kind of expression this big shot would have when they got arrested.”
“You weren’t planning on shopping anyway, were you?”
“Are they planning on negotiations? I’m already looking forward to the couple entering prison!”
“Not just the couple; even Zhao Laoliu is toast. They’re all finished!”
“Finished? Yeah, in the death by firing squad sense.”
Right there in the livestream, in front of Dr. Chen and the entire audience, the couple blatantly discussed illegal activities.
The netizens had seen their fair share of ruthless characters, but this couple’s sheer stupidity was mind-blowing.
They were openly discussing illegal activities that could cost them their heads!
“Dr. Chen, please give your bank account number,” [Life is only a few autumns] requested.
“Once I get my son back, I’ll shower you with gratitude. A million yuan sounds good?”
After waiting for his wife to change, [Life is only a few autumns] profusely thanked Dr. Chen for his help.
“Hold on with the thanks, dear patient,” Chen Yu said with a smile. “Take a good look at the comnts scrolling on the screen.”
“The comnts?”
[Life is only a few autumns]’s mind focused solely on his son’s safety. He hadn’t paid any attention to the chat.
“What the f*ck! What kind of nonsense are they spewing?”
Following Dr. Chen’s prompt, the man finally looked at the screen.
After reading the chat, [Life is only a few autumns] was so pissed that he almost fainted.
“I’m a legitimate businessman! Why would I do anything illegal? You’re the ones going into prison and eating bullets!”
His lungs were about to explode after reading the chat, ntioning that he was in a gang or sothing.
The comnts were filled with wild guesses about his identity, and even curses were hurled at him and his family.
“Yes, I do business with Old Mo! But it’s seafood, not drugs!” he yelled.
“Listen up, I sell seafood! The lobsters you eat all co from the Old Mo family! All this seafood needs to be imported!”
[Life is only a few autumns]’s face turned pale.
If he didn’t clarify this, it would be all over the local news tomorrow.
Scrolling through the comnts, [Life is only a few autumns] rolled his eyes.
Pingan Street, Shanshui Street—the chat was actually turning him into a front for illegal activities!
Pingan Street was packed with restaurants, many of them seafood stalls.
As for Shanshui Street, all those high-end entertainnt venues also needed high-end seafood.
“There are even high-end seafood restaurants and boutique supermarkets on a few streets in the central business district…”
The more [Life is only a few autumns] explained, the more frustrated he felt.
His hot temper and fierce appearance had the chat subconsciously typecasting him as a gangster.
They heard he’d imported a batch of goods from Old Mo, and their imaginations ran wild, picturing him as so kind of shady businessman.
“Chat, please don’t make those accusations!”
“If you keep it up, my business will be ruined!”
[Life is only a few autumns]’s hands clasped together in exasperation, explaining non-stop.
Zhao Laoliu wasn’t a gangster either. He was one of the shareholders in the logistics area and also dealt with seafood.
[Life is only a few autumns] actually started out working under Zhao Laoliu when he first entered the industry. Later, he gradually figured things out and branched out on his own.
[Life is only a few autumns]’s personality was simple and violent. At the sa ti, he had a strong sense of righteousness and was very straightforward.
Relying on small profits and high turnover, his seafood wholesaling business grew day by day.
He eventually beca a well-known local figure, even establishing a direct overseas supply chain for seafood, further solidifying his position in the market.
His success naturally affected the business of other seafood rchants, leading to ongoing conflicts and disagreents.
“I guess chat’s imagination went haywire. (Pog!)” A comnt popped up.
“This situation reminds of a saying: the local gangs are getting out of hand!”
“Textbook case of mistaken identity,” another chid in.
“I thought he was a gangster, but it turns out he’s just a fishmonger!”
The comnts section devolved into a mix-up of apologies and jokes.
Knowing they’d made a colossal mistake, the chat started cracking embarrassing jokes.
It wasn’t surprising that they were confused. After all, with [Life is only a few autumns]’s imposing figure and chilling deanor, he didn’t need any makeup to play the part of a gang leader.
He wouldn’t even need to rehearse; he could just walk onto the set and start acting.
Suddenly, the sound of high heels clicking echoed through the room.
The middle-aged woman, now dressed in a complete transformation, walked down from the second floor and into the fra.
Gone were her casual clothes—she now sported a pair of black high heels, a striking red dress, and a long black windbreaker.
Her lips were painted a vibrant red, completing the glamorous look..
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