"Lin Tian, don’t act so noble. This bar was originally mine, and the ans you used to acquire it weren’t exactly honorable," Bai Yufeng said angrily, covering his swollen, painful face.
Being publicly humiliated, he felt an anger stuck in his chest, bursting to vent it, yet knowing he was no match for Lin Tian, he could only endure for the mont.
"Hmph, to use fair ans against soone like you would be idiotic," Lin Tian looked at him as if he were a fool, and disdainfully snorted, "Seeing how much you’re longing for the bar, are you trying to snatch it back from ?"
"That’s right, I’m here today to take back the bar. Call it seeking a venue or whatever, we’ll have a fair wager," Bai Yufeng revealed his intention bluntly.
"Boss, be careful. I think they ca prepared. We like the bar as it is now and don’t want it to fall back into their hands," Lu Jia said, sowhat worried.
The waitstaff standing behind her nodded vigorously, not wanting Bai Yufeng to beco the bar owner again, which says a lot about his lack of popularity.
The bar now operated under standardized managent, eschewing any underhanded practices, which had actually increased revenue. The staff’s wages and bonuses also rose significantly. Most importantly, at the Night Rose Bar, there was no bullying of regular staff by supervisors, and female servers were no longer subjected to harassnt from custors.
All these circumstances would never be found in other bars. So bar owners even pushed their pretty servers to accompany guests. Lin Tian despised such spineless people, so he would never allow such sordid things to happen in his bar.
"Manager Lu, don’t worry. No one who can take advantage of has been born yet. Besides, I wouldn’t want to lose such a talented person with both looks and brains," Lin Tian said to Lu Jia with a smile, remaining calm.
Lu Jia’s cheeks turned slightly red at his complints. Considering her boss’s tactics, she believed no one could take advantage of him, so she settled down and said no more.
"Second Young Master Bai, how do you propose to take it back? Just lay down the challenge. If I’m interested, I’ll play along," Lin Tian said indifferently.
"We’ll bet on three contests, best two out of three wins!" Bai Yufeng declared loudly.
The crowd, thinking the incident was about to end, was surprised by the sudden turn of events. Visiting the bar that evening proved to be more exciting than any other night.
"Three contests? Fine. We’ve already had two just now, the first a tie, the second you lost, so let’s have one final contest," Lin Tian said deliberately.
"I ant three new contests," Bai Yufeng said annoyed, irritated by Lin Tian’s twisting of his words.
"You say three, and I have to comply? That would harm my reputation. One contest will decide the winner. Take it or leave it. I don’t have ti to waste on you," Lin Tian said leisurely, watching him with indifference.
Liu Wenxing joined in the banter, laughing, "Heh, Second Young Master Bai, you should know Brother Tian. When he sets his mind on sothing, no one can change it. If he has no interest, nothing you say will matter. Better take the opportunity while Brother Tian is still interested, or you might regret it."
"Exactly, you lost just now and that’s it. If you can’t take the loss, then get lost. I’ve already admitted to the tie, which is humiliating enough, and you still won’t accept your loss?" Li Wenxuan shouted impatiently.
"Are we betting or not? If not, stop wasting everyone’s ti," the onlookers also began to shout.
Bai Yufeng and Futian Shenyi exchanged a glance and shared so information, reaching an agreent.
"Lin Tian, one contest it shall be. You wager the bar, and I’ll put up 60 million yuan. We’ll draw up an agreent; whoever loses must honor the bet, no going back," Bai Yufeng finally said, resolved.
million yuan. Lin Tian doubted Bai Yufeng could co up with that much money on his own. The funds must be coming from the Japanese, aning the Night Rose Bar was what Japan wanted.
Japan was buying up pri real estate everywhere. Could it be aiming to engulf the entire market of Xikou City? Compared to the colossal Rizhao Group, Xikou City’s business district was but a small pond, and with Rizhao Group as the predatory fish entering the waters, who knows how many small fish would be devoured.
However, Lin Tian agreed to the contest not to win the money but with another purpose in mind.
He shook his head, "I don’t need your 60 million. If you lose, you must give Nomura Tarou’s Healing dicine and its prescription. If I lose, the bar is yours. Besides this wager, even if you raise the stakes to a hundred million, I have no interest."
"The prescription?" Bai Yufeng and the Japanese were both stunned, not expecting Lin Tian to make such a demand.
Bai Yufeng had no idea about any prescription; it was Japan’s matter. He looked at Futian Shenyi for advice.
"Lin Tian, that Healing dicine is very precious, and the recipe is a secret. I can’t decide on the recipe matter. Besides, I don’t know the recipe myself. It’s difficult for to accept your condition," Futian Shenyi said, addressing him with respect but hiding whatever thoughts he had behind a facade of politeness.
"Then there’s nothing I can do. If you don’t have the recipe, you’d better leave. Let’s not discuss anything further," Lin Tian said with an intentional sigh, gesturing them to leave.
Nomura Tarou frowned at Lin Tian, then leaned his hefty body closer to Futian Shenyi and whispered, "Mr. Futian, although I don’t know the exact recipe for the Healing dicine, I’m aware that its ingredients are very rare and hard to gather. Even if we gave him the recipe, it wouldn’t be of much use to him. Moreover, we can modify one or two ingredients in the recipe; he will never be able to tell."
"That seems to be a good solution," Futian Shenyi whispered back, a smug smile appearing in his eyes.
Lin Tian’s lips curled into a barely discernible smile. Their whispered conversation had been soft, but he had heard every word.
As for why they didn’t converse in Japanese, which would have been safer, even they couldn’t have anticipated that over the distance of a table, Lin Tian could still eavesdrop on their talk.
"Lin Tian, this matter is of great importance. I must consult with my father, who holds the recipe," Futian said after the discussion, addressing Lin Tian once more.
Imbued with archaic Japanese customs, a son referred to his father with the honorific "father," no wonder won held little standing in Japan, expected to obey the head of the household, right or wrong.
"Feel free to consult," Lin Tian said nonchalantly.
Futian Shenyi took out his phone, stepped away from the table, and walked to a corner to make a call. The bar’s audience exchanged glances, feeling the Japanese were up to so trickery yet unable to pinpoint their deception.
The Japanese thought they were safe in the corner making a phone call, but they could never imagine that in this world, there exists a supernatural ability like super-vision. As he dialed, Lin Tian’s penetrating gaze followed like a shadow, closely watching his every move.
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