Chapter 2035: Chapter 1316: Your Na_2
“Whether I can go back or not is still uncertain.”
Cui Wen sighed.
“Have you talked with the Yamaguchi-gumi?”
Jiang Chen remained calm throughout, well, except when he suddenly heard the other person ntion falling in love with a girlfriend.
“Of course I talked to them. The Yamaguchi-gumi isn’t unwilling to let people go, but they want a termination fee; to be blunt, it’s a ransom.”
“That’s reasonable.” The Martial Saint nodded, the kid might be young but seed to understand the rules of the underworld well.
“They initially wanted 80 million yen.”
“How much is 80 million yen in RMB?” The Martial Saint was in no rush to play the hero.
“Given the current exchange rate, just over three million.”
“That’s not expensive.”
“Yeah, I thought it was reasonable at the ti, so I agreed imdiately.”
“Bro, what you did was wrong, very wrong. You’re a businessman, don’t you understand how to negotiate? No matter what, you shouldn’t have seed so eager. If you agree imdiately, what will they think? They’ll definitely feel they underpriced, feel cheated, and won’t let it go.”
Cui Wen looked at him strangely, then asked Wusheng, “How old are you?”
“Third year of middle school.”
“Middle schoolers know this much nowadays?” Cui Wen looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.
“Did you give them the money?” Jiang Chen asked.
“I did, after the talk, I transferred it to their account. Though they’re gangsters, these professional organizations still keep their promises.”
“That’s true when interests are not involved. A wolf is destined to eat at; it’ll never be grass. But bro, does running a noodle shop really make that much money? Three million just like that.”
The young always notices the subtle details.
True indeed.
Cui Wen isn’t much older, like Boss Jiang, he ca from an ordinary family. Even if he didn’t have as tough a life as Boss Jiang, it wasn’t that much better. These days, many people have a million in assets, but few can pull out millions in cash on such short notice, especially soone so young.
“I’ve been working in Tokyo for a while now, I had to save up so, right? Otherwise, why would I leave ho?”
“Seems like going to college isn’t worth much.”
“How do you know I didn’t go to college?” Cui Wen looked at Jiang Chen, “Did you say that?”
Boss Jiang of course didn’t say that.
“For soone who’s been to university, at your age, it’s unlikely they’d co to Tokyo to open a noodle shop.”
Cui Wen laughed and gave Wusheng a thumbs up, “Impressive.”
“So the Yamaguchi-gumi changed their mind, right?”
The Martial Saint continued probing calmly.
“Yeah, you nailed it. The Yamaguchi-gumi probably didn’t expect a noodle shop owner like to co up with that kind of money. Later, they found more reasons to hike the price, frying like I’m lard.”
Cui Wen showed a face of late regret.
“How much more did they ask for?”
Jiang Chen asked.
“The second ti they added 30 million yen, I gritted my teeth and gave it, but they still weren’t satisfied. They demanded 50 million yen. I’m not a bank, how could I withstand such extortion? Almost all my earnings in Tokyo over the years have gone to them. I was really cornered, so I thought I’d just close the shop and elope with her back ho.”
“Sigh.”
The Martial Saint inexplicably sighed and started reciting a poem, “What is love in this world～”
Savings drained, which also ant all those years of struggle abroad were in vain, yet there was no regret on Cui Wen’s face.
“I know I’m dumb, but as people, we have to do sothing grand in life.”
He might not compare to the Martial Saint, but he was young too, with the sharpness of youth and courage to start anew.
“Bro, if your plan succeeds and you manage to elope back ho smoothly, then maybe it’ll count as grand; otherwise, you’re just a sucker and a pitiful guy.”
Before Cui Wen could say anything, a female voice unexpectedly piped up.
“You haven’t finished your noodles.”
The Martial Saint turned his head in surprise and found Sister Liuli looking at him.
Jiang Chen found it amusing.
Even Daoist Duanmu couldn’t stand this kid’s “bluntness”, did she find him too talkative?
“Sister Liuli, I’m just trying to offer so advice.”
The Martial Saint said sheepishly, then picked up his chopsticks and buried his head in his bowl.
Cui Wen glanced at the woman who had spoken up for him defensively, no matter how many tis he looked, he remained awestruck by her Heavenly Craft-like beauty.
“This little brother is right, I’m just a pitiful guy and a fool, can’t even protect the woman I love.”
Cui Wen said self-deprecatingly.
With Tanki Liuli keeping an eye on him, the Martial Saint definitely didn’t dare to speak.
“What’s your girlfriend’s na?”
Jiang Chen asked.
“Asada Yurika.”
Just hearing the na, it sounds quite graceful and quiet, probably the kind of gentle and virtuous type.
Realizing sothing, Cui Wen’s face turned serious and he imdiately said, “Jiang Chen, you can’t help with this. It’s not just about the money. This guy is absolutely right, black forces are black forces after all; their appetite is never satisfied. The more you give, the greedier they beco.”
“So what now? Are you just going to give up on your girlfriend, and all the money you’ve spent so far goes down the drain?”
Jiang Chen asked casually.
Cui Wen was montarily speechless, forcibly comforting himself, “The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. There will always be a way.”
“The boat won’t straighten at the bridge; if you can’t control it, then it must crash, must capsize.”
Martial Saint looked up and added, then imdiately lowered his head again, holding a bowl in both hands, he drank half of the soup.
He wiped his mouth and put the bowl down, seemingly intentionally showing off to Tanki Liuli, “Sister Liuli, I’m done eating.”
Tanki Liuli remained silent.
“Why don’t you go talk to the Yamaguchi-gumi?”
Jiang Chen spoke to the Taoist Sister.
The Taoist Sister’s deanor that night was truly unforgettable, like a Bodhisattva descending to earth, holy light shining all around, and evil spirits evaporated on contact.
“Jiang Chen, are you kidding?”
Cui Wen couldn’t help but tug on his old schoolmate’s arm. Sending such a celestial being to the Yamaguchi-gumi is like a sheep entering the tiger’s mouth. Who knows what might happen? He didn’t want unnecessary complications and harm to others.
“Just take it as listening for amusent, you don’t need to worry about this, I’ll figure sothing out myself.”
This guy, does he really not know Brother Jiang Chen’s strength?
The Martial Saint was gradually seeing the signs.
He admitted that the Yamaguchi-gumi was indeed formidable, the ancestors of Huang Mao, the Uncrowned King of Japan’s dark side, and even in the global underworld, they were a renowned na. But Jiang Chen, he was soone who could deal with both cults and legitimate sects alike.
A true strongman.
Not restricted by regions.
Wherever he goes, that place becos his domain.
Anyway, the Martial Saint had now developed blind admiration for soone. Let alone the Yamaguchi-gumi, even if the Japanese Emperor one day bowed to Brother Jiang Chen, he wouldn’t find it surprising in the least.
“Bro, don’t doubt it, let go with Sister Liuli to talk to the Yamaguchi-gumi for you. Your girlfriend’s na is Saika Kawakita, right? Sister Liuli and I will make sure to get her out for you.”
Cui Wen hurriedly went to speak, then realized the mistake.
“What Saika Kawakita? It’s Asada Yurika!”
“Oh, sorry about that.”
After correcting himself, Cui Wen looked at the duo who promised to help him stand up.
A middle school student disguised as an adult.
A girl as beautiful as a fairy.
Damn it.
Is he really supposed to doubt?
“I appreciate the thought, thank you all, sincerely. After you finish your noodles, you should go about your business. I still have to clean up here, and don’t co again in the future. See you when we’re back in the country.”
The Martial Saint glanced at Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen asked, “Want to help you with cleaning?”
Cui Wen laughed.
“That would be great!”
Walking out of the ran shop, the sll of gasoline lingered in the air, strong and choking.
With this ruckus, the closing ti will definitely be earlier. It’s just strange, where are the cops?
With such a big commotion, did the Tokyo police not get any reports?
“Bro, you really not gonna do anything?”
The Martial Saint turned his head and asked.
“What did he just say his girlfriend’s na was? Saika Kawakita?”
Seems like Japanese nas are indeed hard to rember.
The Martial Saint raised his hand to cover his face.
“Bro, it’s Asada Yurika.”
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