Little Doudou, Get Him (Please Bookmark)

Chang Lu was an old fox himself. His embarrassment lasted only an instant before his expression turned brazen.

"Didn't expect you to see through it too, Boss Shen. I thought after all that talk, you'd think I was crazy." Chang Lu gave Shen Bing a flippant look, with none of his earlier pitiful manner left.

Shen Bing showed little expression and said nothing. Now that they had dropped the pretense, he felt there was nothing left to say.

It also showed how green Shen Bing was in business. He had no idea how to hide a knife behind a smile.

But that was his nature, passed down from his father. He couldn't change it.

Wang Sheng and Wei Changjia wanted to smooth things over, but they hadn't worked with Shen Bing long enough to know his temperament. They could only sit quietly to one side.

Chang Lu continued, "I'm not asking for much. This exterior-wall project is worth over a hundred million. I want twenty percent. Of course, I won't take that cut for nothing. Didn't you quote five hundred yuan per square meter? I can guarantee six hundred. You won't lose a cent. But I have one condition: you must pay me in advance."

Wang Sheng's and Wei Changjia's expressions shifted slightly. Chang Lu was demanding an enormous cut, but as he'd said, Phantom Immortal Technology wouldn't lose out, apart from some taxes and fees.

For businessmen whose first priority was profit, his terms weren't impossible to accept.

The only problem, as Wang Sheng and Wei Changjia saw it, was that Phantom Immortal Technology didn't have twenty million yuan in cash.

No money, no deal!

You couldn't cook a meal without rice.

But Shen Bing suddenly smiled. "Manager Chang, I have to admit, that's quite a proposal."

Chang Lu smiled too, certain he had won. Then Shen Bing changed tack. "But I won't agree to it. Never mind that commercial bribery is illegal. If I really had twenty million yuan, why would I give it to you? There are plenty of refugees in Africa. I could help them and earn a good reputation while I'm at it."

The smile froze on Chang Lu's face, as if someone had grabbed him by the throat.

Then came the fury, fiercer than anything he had felt before. "Kid, don't think a little technology makes you special. Without my recommendation, your lousy company can forget about selling its products to the Nancy Building. And I still have your sample. Worst comes to worst, I'll sell it to a big glass manufacturer. I bet they'll fight over it."

By the time he finished, Chang Lu thought he was a genius. If they really fell out, he might make a fortune that way, perhaps even more than twenty million.

Of course, he wouldn't choose that route unless he had to. He didn't know whether they had patented the technology.

Besides, twenty million would satisfy him. If it came down to it, even ten million would do.

He was easily satisfied, and he hated trouble even more.

Anger flared in Shen Bing. He wasn't worried about anyone learning his technology, but he couldn't stand being threatened. And the fat man's face was infuriating.

On impulse, Shen Bing grabbed a cup of tea from the table and flung it over Chang Lu's head.

"That's to sober you up," Shen Bing said coldly.

Chang Lu stood stunned. The tea was no longer hot, but when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"You fucking dare throw tea on me?" Chang Lu roared, nearly hysterical.

"You little bastard, you're finished! I'll make sure that lousy factory of yours shuts down." For all his bluster, he was too timid to roll up his sleeves and attack.

Shen Bing gave him a contemptuous glance. "Manager Wang, Wei Changjia, let's go."

With that, Shen Bing walked out without looking back.

Was that the end of it? Of course not.

Little Doudou, get him, Shen Bing said silently.

"Don't worry, Master. Little Doudou will make this fat man question everything," came Little Doudou's childish voice.

Its Plague God Possession skill certainly had that kind of power.

Little Doudou was still weak, but it was a Demon Beast from the Immortal Realm. Even its farts were something else.

Shen Bing stepped outside, followed by Wang Sheng and Wei Changjia.

Unlike Shen Bing, whose face was impassive, they looked bitter as well as angry.

Chang Lu's outrageous demand made them angry. What left them bitter was that, after Shen Bing's outburst, the deal was dead.

"What do we do now, boss?" Wei Changjia asked. "Should I go settle the bill?"

"Settle my ass. Let that bastard pay."

Shen Bing spoke indignantly. A whole table of delicacies like that would cost thousands, maybe ten thousand yuan. Did they think his money grew on trees?

"Got it." Wei Changjia blinked, then felt a surge of satisfaction.

As a salesman, he was always the one bowing and scraping. He had never experienced anything as satisfying as this.

The look on Fatty Chang's face when he saw the bill would be priceless.

The three of them walked straight out of the Wei Family Restaurant. Not one server stopped them. The staff remembered perfectly well that the fat man who had arrived first was the one who had booked the table.

That fat man was obviously treating.

Shen Bing had barely left when Chang Lu came out, his face as black as a pot bottom.

"Sir, one moment. Are you ready to settle the bill?" A neatly dressed server stepped in front of him with a professional smile, though his stomach was trembling slightly.

He was struggling not to laugh. The two tea leaves stuck to the fat man's forehead were quite a sight.

"Settle the bill? Are you kidding me?" Chang Lu stared blankly, then burst out, "Those bastards didn't pay?"

"Sir, weren't you treating them?"

"Treating my ass..." Chang Lu was still furious. The smile on the server's face looked like mockery, and he swore at him.

"Sir, please mind your language. If you don't have enough cash, we can take payment by card."

What the hell... That summed up Chang Lu's mood.

It only got worse when the server brought him the bill. He wanted to slap himself.

Twelve thousand yuan. That was almost a month's salary.

Worst of all, his wife kept a tight grip on his money...

"Boss, it looks like the Nancy Building project is a lost cause. Wei Changjia and I will look for other opportunities when we get back," Wang Sheng said. Privately, he didn't approve of what Shen Bing had done today.

It had felt good, sure, but how were they supposed to do business now?

"Who said the Nancy Building project was a lost cause? I think our chances are even better now."

"Oh? Why would... I see. Nothing gets past you, boss."

Wei Changjia blinked. "Boss, Manager Wang, what are you two hinting at?"