Qiang Mujie had never imagined that Wang Yan could be such an asshole.
He had wanted to find A Bao and settle old scores, but now he discovered that Lingzi had actually gotten together with Wang Yan. How could he possibly accept that?
He had entered the scene as the villain, after all—he had come specifically to make trouble for A Bao. But at this moment, he actually felt that Wang Yan was the real ultimate villain...
After steadying himself somewhat, he let out a long breath, turned back, and smiled at Lingzi. "Do you know what happened between A Bao and me back then?"
"I know now." Lingzi swirled her wineglass. "I remember that around the middle of '91, when A Bao came back after making money, he celebrated at Night Tokyo. Boss Wang got five million, and President Bao made even more—there was no way it was less than ten million."
Qiang Mujie felt another stab of pain, but he could endure it. He kept smiling. "Your place is opening in a few days. Mine will be opening soon too."
"I'm not interested in stocks. You know that—I'm just a waitress. I don't understand that stuff."
"Stocks are actually very simple."
"That's for you. I don't understand them. Oh, Boss Wang doesn't either. He made some money in the stock market, but that was all luck."
Another knife struck home, yet Qiang Mujie remained strong. "Wang Yan may not understand, but A Bao does. The two of them are in this together. Wang Yan has more money than A Bao. I imagine A Bao has already borrowed money from him, right?"
"I heard it was more like he invited Boss Wang to join in, not that he borrowed money. But I don't ask about business matters. Even if