Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System Chapter 371 - 252: I Admit Defeat! (Double-Length)

"Move your cars now! Don’t block the road!" Guo Ju shouted at his n with a stern face.

The n hesitated for two seconds but eventually walked away quickly.

Brother Xiong turned his head and looked again at the woman in front of him, his expression turning extrely ugly. His eyes seed about to spew fire, but he dared not make the slightest move.

He survived this long without getting caught up in the ss because he was no fool. If soone dares to slap you brazenly, it ans they don’t regard you at all, supported by so bigshot in the background.

And the respectful attitude of Guo Ju is the best testant.

Today his reputation is completely ruined; probably in the foreseeable future, he will beco the topic of gossip over tea and foot baths.

The woman doesn’t care about the fire in Brother Xiong’s eyes, rely speaking indifferently: "Doesn’t feel good being slapped, does it? Rember this for the future."

Brother Xiong stiffened his neck without saying anything, which might be his last shred of dignity.

"Miss Lu, why don’t we discuss inside? Causing a commotion isn’t good for business," Guo Ju quietly reminded.

The woman referred to as Miss Lu nodded and walked forward. The n standing in her way dared not stop her, swiftly moving aside.

Guo Ju glanced at Brother Xiong and shook his head helplessly, "You too, co inside."

Brother Xiong gritted his teeth and ordered a few n, "You guys wait outside." With that, he followed Guo Ju into the shop.

In the first-floor lobby, the manager had just arranged Qi Yun and so others in the lounge, heading towards the entrance.

Upon seeing Miss Lu, he imdiately hurried forward to greet her, "Boss!"

Miss Lu sized up the manager, noting he wasn’t injured, then nodded, "Well done."

She hardly ever visits this restaurant, leaving all matters to this manager, so most of the staff, except for those who have worked for many years, don’t know her.

"Not well done, it’s my failure to manage properly that impacts business..." The manager responded with a bit of sha.

Though he’s just a manager, his annual salary runs in seven figures. Since he takes this pay, he must have the ability to solve problems, so the boss doesn’t have to worry.

The manager knows his boss has a background. Situations like today are unprecedented. Before, not only was there no trouble, even routine inspections faced by other establishnts didn’t happen here.

Therefore, he dared to warn Brother Xiong upstairs earlier not to make trouble here.

Miss Lu waved her hand, "Where are those people?"

"Arranged in the lounge," the manager pointed to the side.

"Let’s go, follow ," Miss Lu motioned to Brother Xiong, casually leaving a comnt and leading the way to the lounge.

In the lounge, Qi Yun sat on the sofa chatting with Lao Wai.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Miss Lu led the manager and Brother Xiong inside.

Qi Yun appeared slightly surprised upon seeing Miss Lu at first—her appearance wasn’t the reason; she seed familiar, giving him a déjà vu feeling.

Like he had seen her sowhere, but couldn’t recall.

"Gentlen, this is our boss," the manager introduced Miss Lu to Qi Yun and the others.

Qi Yun rose from the sofa without abruptly shaking hands, politely nodding as a greeting.

"Please sit," Miss Lu invited, sitting on another sofa, "I’ve heard from Manager Li about what happened and saw the surveillance footage."

She glanced at Brother Xiong’s direction before continuing, "Though he started the provocation, you both got into a fight, so no problem with bearing so responsibility for the shop’s damages, right?"

After she finished, she looked towards Qi Yun and his group.

Qi Yun glanced at Brother Xiong, who was glaring at him with a red swelling handprint on his face, like he was slapped.

Wondering if sothing happened earlier?

But he didn’t dwell much, nodding towards Miss Lu, "No problem."

After getting Qi Yun’s response, Miss Lu ignored Brother Xiong and asked the manager, "Have you tabulated the damages?"

The manager drew out his phone from his pocket upon hearing this, "Yes, total damages are 1,103,520 yuan."

Miss Lu tapped her finger on the sofa’s armrest gently, pondering briefly, then looked at Qi Yun again: "Forget the odd amount, compensate ten thousand from your side; the remaining million will be covered by him."

Before Qi Yun could respond, Brother Xiong, who had been silent, spoke up first: "One million!?"

He nearly thought he heard wrong. How could just breaking so tables and dishes cost a million?

It’s not that he couldn’t afford a million, but he felt like a pig being slaughtered, having been beaten and now having to pay, leaving him stifled.

"That vase you broke alone is eighty-two thousand, and there are purchase receipts for all damaged items," the manager explained next to him.

Brother Xiong’s face turned gloomy, refraining from rebutting.

"Any objections?" Miss Lu asked him coldly.

Brother Xiong remained silent for a few seconds, gritting his teeth and squeezing out a few words: "No objections! I’ll take the fall!"

Miss Lu shot him a glance and then turned to look at Qi Yun.

Qi Yun smiled bitterly; since there were receipts, what more could be said—nothing but compensation.

And this compensation seed skewed favorably towards them; even though Brother Xiong’s n seed ready to fight first, they didn’t touch Qi Yun at all—essentially attempted assault.

Despite being on the receiving end of the beatings, many things were broken in the skirmish between Chen Wei and them.

Qi Yun was sowhat surprised by Brother Xiong’s reaction, the fact that he accepted the bla easily indicated that the familiar-looking woman might not be simple...

"Ten thousand is acceptable."

Miss Lu listened, stood up from the sofa: "Then each pay, then leave. Hopefully, today’s incident won’t occur again, or it might not be just a matter of compensation."

She warned slightly before nodding to Qi Yun and the others, stepping out of the lounge.

The manager made a gesture of invitation: "Please co follow to the front desk to settle the bill."

...

After ten minutes, Qi Yun and his group left Wangjiang Pavilion, walking towards the roadside parking area.

Brother Xiong’s n were still standing at the entrance and instinctively inclined their heads when they saw Chen Wei coming out.

Now that the boss was gone, nobody to act tough for—what if that guy ca over again to thrash them; they’d only suffer more.

"Ah, today’s stir screwed things up, planned to treat you guys to a good dinner, but..." Lao Wai sighed.

Qi Yun patted his arm apologetically, "This is on , got you guys dragged into it."

"We’re buddies, no need to say that; besides, you didn’t start this ss," Lao Wai, truly a straightforward guy, hadn’t blad him at all.

Shi Feng shook his hair, lighting a cigarette: "Damn, that Brother Xiong is such a poser; heaven will definitely deal with people like him one day!"

"He indeed acts ruthlessly, his reputation in the Puxin District is atrocious. If he wants a project and can’t negotiate, he resorts to force, relying on his backing, dismissing others lightly."

"I feel today’s affair may not be over. Brother Xiong won’t let this slide without revenge," Lao Wai sighed again, turning to Qi Yun, "Take my advice, leave this area as early as tomorrow; it’s not worth getting entangled with guys like him."

Qi Yun appreciated Lao Wai’s kindness and just smiled, nodding slightly.

A few minutes later, Brother Xiong ca out of Wangjiang Pavilion, and asked his n at the door, "Where are they?"

One of the n replied, "Just left, Xiao Bo quietly followed them."

Brother Xiong ground his teeth, walked quickly towards his rcedes, and once seated, he imdiately took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Got the stuff?"

"Sorry, Mr. Ji, not... not yet, ran into a small issue," Brother Xiong’s tone was a bit cautious, briefed on what happened earlier.

The voice on the other end was silent for a mont, soon followed by a stern rebuke: "Who told you to cause trouble at Wangjiang Pavilion?"

Upon hearing this, Brother Xiong imdiately realized that the woman’s background might be stronger than he initially supposed, feeling sowhat relieved he had exercised restraint and avoided impulsive actions...

Though seen by Lao Wai and others as an upper-circle figure, he knows truthfully he is only a re henchman in the eyes of the true upper-echelon players.