124: Chapter 123 Maid Cafe 124: Chapter 123 Maid Cafe “Hmph, do you really think that woman is easy to mess with?
As far as I know, she swings both ways and even has a record of playing with three men in one night.
One guy even died from having too much fun with her last time.
Are you sure your kidneys are strong enough to withstand her catastrophe?” Meng Ku said with disdain.
“This kind of good fortune, how could I enjoy it alone?
It’s better to hand it over to Brother Black Flood Dragon.
Just look at his fair little face—if he’s pushed out there, he’ll be a lady-killer.
I don’t believe that woman wouldn’t take the bait.
Black Flood Dragon, that woman is all yours.
Just don’t forget your brother when you’re enjoying your wealth and glory,” Li Tang said with a smirk on his face.
“Would you believe me if I said I’m about to cut your little brother off right now and soak it in wine to drink?” Black Flood Dragon replied with a hostile expression.
Li Tang laughed twice but said nothing.
Zhao Yan took over the conversation, “That’s just the tip of the iceberg.
Beneath these gangs, there are dozens of smaller organizations, and our Shura Alliance is one of them.
But our internal strength is formidable.
With this group of us as the core, I believe we will be able to gather a crowd after some time.”
“But do you think those three will give us the time to grow?
Let’s not even talk about recruiting and buying horses; just training people is a significant expense.
Especially with the four gates organized by the boss, besides the White Tiger Gate not costing much, which of the other three doesn’t need a lot of cash?
I’ve calculated a bit: right now, in my Vermilion Bird Sect, I have fifty-three people.
How much money does each person’s training course cost?
Just like this, each day’s training needs fifty bullets for target practice.
One bullet bought from the black market needs one hundred and fifty yuan.
You can calculate how much I need to spend in a month, not to mention I have to teach them the skills of field combat and ambush.”
“Also, my Green Dragon Sect’s expenses are huge because we need constant training, so the members often get severely injured.
I’m considering establishing or acquiring a medical institution.
On the one hand, it’ll provide a place for treatment when our brothers get hurt in disputes.
On the other, it won’t attract the attention of those with ulterior motives,” Black Flood Dragon said.
“Money, money, money—everything needs money.
Where am I supposed to get so much for you?” Zhao Yan said with a bitter smile.
“Although my White Tiger Gate doesn’t need much money, I still have to find a few people who can teach the little brothers punishment.
And these little brothers have to be strong enough in their own right to deter those who make mistakes.
So far, I’ve only found seven or eight potential candidates worth considering.
So, your issues are nothing.
You have money when you need money, people when you need people.
Right now, our White Tiger Gate has only me as the sole commander.
When I see the boss in a few days, I have to ask him to find me a few more people from somewhere,” Li Tang said, frowning.
“In essence, we’re a business waiting to flourish.
Zhao Yan, do you think it’s possible for us to first allocate a portion of the clever underlings, then launder their identities, letting them open shops or companies in various places?
After all, if the higher-ups of the Shura Alliance go out to handle such matters, it would cause a major backlash,” Meng Ku suggested.
“The boss thinks the same way.
We should aim for a whiter shade rather than black to start with.
A large amount of funds will be injected into the Shura Alliance during this period.
Whether opening companies or shops, we need to discuss with the boss before we decide.”
“Hmph, if we could pull over some members from the Wolf King Mercenary Group, we wouldn’t be so tied up like now and could have already started,” Li Tang said discontentedly.
“Yo, look at that little sister, she’s quite a looker.
I’ll be out for a bit, don’t wait up for me tonight.”
After finishing speaking, Li Tang left with his phone.
Black Flood Dragon shook his head and said, “I need talent.
Surely when we go out to handle affairs in the future, our little brothers can’t all be a mob.
Meng Ku, if you’re free sometime, come to my place and teach them some combat techniques.
After all, having a skill to defend oneself is better than anything.”
“Right, but with the boss so blatantly removing the military force and power from Wang Hu’s hands, won’t those two harbor resentment?” Meng Ku asked.
“Of course,” as if you had a big chunk of gold and suddenly someone replaces it with a bun, and then snatches away your gold.
Would you be content munching on that bun?
But the boss must have his reasons for doing so.
Let’s not guess if we can’t figure it out, lest we make things worse,” Zhao Yan said.
The next morning, Song Yun opened his eyes, and it was already noon.
Just as he stepped out, he saw Qingluan and Xiaoqing playing chess in the living room, while Li Shishi was nowhere to be found.
“Every day, it’s just eating and sleeping, what else can you do?” Qingluan glanced at Song Yun and said disdainfully.
If Song Yun could beat this girl, he would have…
would have thrown her on the bed a long time ago to show her what else she could do.
If it weren’t for Xia Tian’s call last night, which kept Song Yun tossing and turning, he wouldn’t have gotten up so late.
“Let’s go out for lunch, we’re out of food at home,” Song Yun said, sneezing.
“What do you say we eat for lunch?”
“Great, I want to eat chicken soup hot pot,” Qingluan excitedly raised her hand.
“What do you want to eat, Xiaoqing?” Song Yun directly ignored Qingluan’s suggestion.
Eating hot pot when the heat of late summer was raging?
This girl felt hot and could just drink some water, but what about him?
Who could offer him their body to cool down?
“I’ve heard there’s a nice teahouse nearby.
We can go there for lunch,” Xiaoqing said with a sweet smile.
“Alright, then let’s go to that teahouse,” Song Yun decided, ignoring the resentful look in Qingluan’s eyes.
The three of them walked without taking a car until they arrived at the teahouse Xiaoqing mentioned.
As soon as they entered, a waitress dressed as a maid greeted them with a bow, “Young masters, misses, welcome back.”
What’s this all about?
Sure, I’m wealthy and have power, and I’m handsome too, but I’ve never been called ‘young master,’ especially by a maid-dressed girl.
The way she said it just added a special feeling.
“Cut it out, country bumpkin,” Qingluan sneered, looking at Song Yun’s shocked face.
She was still holding a grudge against Song Yun for not taking them to eat hot pot and directly sidestepping her request.
Wasn’t she also someone whose word was law back where she came from?
“Would the three of you come with me, please?
Would you prefer a private room or the main hall?” the maid-dressed waitress asked softly.
“Let’s go with a private room.
It’s quieter in there,” Song Yun said with a smile.
“Alright, the minimum charge for the private room is 888 yuan.”
“Eh, I don’t mind even if it’s 8888.
We’re set on a private room today,” Qingluan said imperiously.
“See that guy behind me?
He’s a big spender.
If you can catch his eye, you won’t have to struggle for the rest of your life.”