Zhu Neng scoffed at Ye Guichen’s words and said, "Renovation? Haha, do you have the capability to hire renovation workers? Don’t tell you’re going to do it yourself!"
Who would have guessed, as soon as Zhu Neng finished speaking, a few people carrying renovation tools ca running from a distance.
They got out of the car at the street corner and ran over, slightly out of breath.
Upon seeing Jixiang Noodle House, one of them spoke up, "This is the place."
Yu Jieyuan was stunned, not expecting them to arrive so quickly, and hurried forward, "Are you here for the renovation?"
"Yes, our boss told us to complete the renovation as quickly as possible. Don’t worry, we will work overti if necessary to get it done quickly."
Yu Jieyuan was overjoyed, "Great, great, thank you very much."
Zhao Erdan, full of pride, looked at Zhu Neng with disdain, "No one to renovate? Pfft, with your little tricks, you’re nothing!"
After saying this, he turned around to greet the workers.
Ye Guichen shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Zhu Neng, "No worries, we’ll take our ti. And tell your boss, if he wants to play, I’m happy to oblige."
Zhu Neng’s face turned red with anger, and he trembled with rage.
He angrily yelled at Snake Head, "Damn it, didn’t you threaten those renovation companies? What’s going on?"
Snake Head looked bewildered as he noticed the workers’ shirts, his face suddenly tensing, "Boss, those people seem to be from Developed Real Estate."
"Developed Real Estate?" Zhu Neng didn’t know whose company that was, and asked in confusion, "What about it?"
"Developed Real Estate is owned by Brother Leopard. I heard Brother Leopard was recently crippled, and now his sister is in charge," Snake Head, although not on Brother Leopard’s level, clearly knew that Developed Real Estate was not to be ssed with.
Upon hearing Black Panther’s na, even Zhu Neng’s chubby face twitched.
He dared to threaten regular renovation companies but wouldn’t dare touch any of Black Panther’s businesses.
"Damn, they actually found people from Developed Real Estate. They got lucky this ti." Zhu Neng simply couldn’t believe that a small noodle shop like Jixiang Noodle House would know soone like Black Panther. He assud they had fortuitously found Developed Real Estate.
With people from Black Panther’s company handling the renovation, Ye Guichen no longer worried about the renovation issue.
Since the business of Jixiang Noodle House wasn’t doing well, Ye Guichen suggested Zhao Erdan keep an eye on the renovation and prepare to open a dicinal Food Restaurant.
Although Zhao Erdan was reluctant, he had no choice.
Popularity wasn’t sothing that could be built overnight.
"Boss, even if the renovation is completed, will the business really pick up?" Zhao Erdan was still worried.
Ye Guichen gave a mysterious smile, "Don’t worry, the popularity will only rise."
"Really?"
"Of course, when have I ever lied to you?" Ye Guichen’s skills extended far beyond just making Seven Treasures Noodle Soup.
Since the Imperial dicinal Restaurant wanted to play, Ye Guichen decided to play them to death.
Moreover, seeing Zhu Neng’s pig-like appearance, Ye Guichen was sure there was soone behind him. Otherwise, Zhu Neng, with his brain preoccupied with gluttony and lust, couldn’t possibly sche so much.
Leaving the snack street, Ye Guichen received a call from Blood Rose.
"Boss, that Rashamon you ntioned has disappeared." Blood Rose’s voice ca through.
"What happened?" Ye Guichen frowned. To his knowledge, Rashamon had no hiding places in Yun City. If Blood Rose couldn’t find him, he must have found soone powerful to hide him.
Blood Rose quickly explained, "I’ve checked the surveillance near Shangri-La. After Rashamon left, he seed to disappear into thin air. I checked all hotels, pharmacies, and even hospitals, but found no trace."
Rashamon was injured and had to visit these places, but now he had vanished.
Hearing this, Ye Guichen had no other options: "Got it. Keep an eye out and let know if there’s any news."
"Yes, boss."
Not finding him for now was fine.
Rashamon had been hit by the Seven Skeleton Prayer Beads and was seriously injured. He wouldn’t dare show his face for a while.
But Ye Guichen was confident that if Rashamon did reveal himself, he would be the first to know.
However, whoever could hide Rashamon must have substantial influence.
"Who could it be?" Ye Guichen pondered deeply.
anwhile, in a private villa in the suburbs of Yun City.
Only owners could live here, and it was so distance from the city, rarely visited.
In the villa’s living room.
Shang Wen Dong sat on the sofa, holding a cigar. Across from him, a bald man guzzled alcohol.
This bald man was none other than Rashamon.
There were several bottles of Moutai on the table, costing at least tens of thousands.
"Damn it, bad luck, bad luck!" Rashamon cursed and shook his head.
Shang Wen Dong, smiling, looked at Rashamon, "I didn’t expect the fad Hua Heshang to be beaten. Seems that kid isn’t to be underestimated."
"What do you know? I was just careless!" Rashamon’s injuries had been treated, but his internal injuries took ti to heal.
Angered by Shang Wen Dong’s slight, Rashamon glared at him, "Shang Wen Dong, you saved my life, and I owe you one. Just tell what you need."
Shang Wen Dong flicked his cigarette, "Nothing for now, just want to make friends."
Shang Wen Dong hadn’t been idle. He had eyes and ears in Yun City, knowing the mont Rashamon arrived.
Despite his appearance as an ordinary businessman, Shang Wen Dong had researched these extraordinary figures extensively.
Especially those from Yama Hall; he had information on about eighty percent of them from various sources.
Additionally, he was surprised to find Rashamon was in Yun City to protect Ning Chengyuan from the Ning Family.
This discovery thrilled Shang Wen Dong.
He loved getting others to do his bidding and reaping the benefits.
This was a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity.
Rashamon didn’t believe Shang Wen Dong just wanted to be friends, sneering and thumping a bottle on the coffee table, "Alright, no need to beat around the bush. In this world, apart from real benefits, there are no real friends. I’ll stay here while I recover. Let know if you need anything. For now, I’m going to rest."
With that, he stood up and went upstairs.
Watching Rashamon leave, Shang Wen Dong smirked and made a phone call.
Shortly after, another person arrived at the villa.
He appeared to be about twenty-five, with so resemblance to Shang Wen Dong.
"Dad, you called?" The young man sat on the sofa, still texting, and the ssages seed quite flirtatious.
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