"Qianzi, go back to the kitchen!" The boss yelled to the cook, who had threatened Arthur and others yesterday.
The boss then took a deep breath and reluctantly ordered in a low voice: "Serve them!"
Houzi and the others were not in a hurry. They were playing with their mobile phones and drinking tea comfortably.
They ate a dish for more than two hours.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Houzi stood up. After paying the bill, he shouted: "Eat, drink, run, and then go back to sleep!"
Everyone then stood up and walked out of the store happily.
At five or six o'clock in the evening, Houzi and his men came again.
They did as they did in the afternoon and occupied one table per person. They also ordered the same plate of peanuts and stir-fried vegetables.
During that period, many customers pushed the door of the restaurant to eat, but whenever they saw that all of the tables were full, they turned and left.
After all, no one wants to eat at the same table with a stranger, if they had a choice. What's more, these guys look like the kind of evil spirits at a glance.
Sitting until more than nine o'clock in the evening, only when they see that there are no more pedestrians on the street, Houzi and his men leave.
For the whole day, the hotpot restaurant only earned 328 yuan, which is still a gross profit.
A restaurant within the university town having a gross profit of 328 yuan, which is not even enough to make up for the operating utilities, let alone the pricy renting expense.
Seeing Houzi and the others leave, Qiangzi couldn't help but ask: "Boss, what should we do?"
"Let it go!" The boss sighed.
What can he do?
He is not a local. It is okay to cheat on the students. But there is really no way he can deal with these local punks.
It is very clear that the opposite party is doing it on purpose, but it is within the scope of the law.
At noon the next day, Houzi and the others rushed and walked into the hotpot restaurant again…
This time, the boss was more sincere than yesterday. He directly offered Houzi five thousand yuan in cash to find another restaurant where they can eat.
Glancing at the money on the table, Houzi smiled and said, "Boss, what are you doing? We have come to eat and you give us money? Take the money back quickly, and serve our food!"
Houzi doesn't want to accept the money.
Once he takes it, his reputation will be tarnished. And no one will be willing to ask him for errands in the future.
Although he is not a good person, he still maintains his credibility, otherwise, it will be hard for him to perform business in the future.
…
On the third day, during lunch break, Arthur was practicing his calligraphy in the dormitory, he saw Wang Zejing rushing in and say cheerfully: "Brother Arthur, that hotpot restaurant is closed. And there is a notice outside that they are transferring elsewhere."
"Transfer?"
"Where to?!"
The show has just begun!
Arthur then said without looking up: "You call Houzi's gangs and ask them to call the number written on the transfer notice and talk to the property owner about the restaurant subletting matters. I will pay you 10,000 yuan later. Take the money and give them to Houzi."
Wang Zejing was taken aback for a moment and ask doubtfully: "Brother Arthur, do you want to take the hotpot restaurant?"
"What would I do with a broken restaurant?!"
Arthur shook his head and laughed and said, "You just talk to Houzi. He will know what to do!"
The business was disrupted by Houzi and his men so the boss wants to run away and transfer elsewhere?
Arthur admits he is not a big-hearted person…
So how can their punishment be this simple?!
Arthur's goal is to make the other party unable to transfer.
The other party should reach a point wherein they cannot do business anymore!
The rent of the shop at the entrance of the Jincai is not cheap. According to the market, the rent should be at least 100,000 yuan a year.
Including the transfer fees and interior, the boss had invested at least more than 200,000 yuan.
You cheated me more than 1000 yuan, so you lose more than 200,000 yuan, isn't that just fair?
As of the little money Arthur invested, it was just a drizzle of his two-day earnings from the system.
Wang Zejing is not stupid either. He had also reacted at this time, and he stretched out his thumb to praise: "Fuck, Brother Arthur is awesome! That boss is probably going to be so mad now!"
After that, Wang Zejing suddenly thought of something and asked, "Arthur, what if that hotpot restaurant kept holding on?"
"Then continue to consume! If 30,000 isn't enough, then make it 100,000 yuan. If 100,000 yuan isn't enough, make it 300,000."
Arthur raised his head and glanced at Wang Zejing and said: "For me, things that can be solved by money aren't problems."
Wang Zejing was in awe.
For this sentence, he gave Arthur full marks!
…
After practicing calligraphy, Arthur took his wallet and withdraw another 10,000 yuan from the ATM machine.
After receiving the money, Wang Zejing swallowed and couldn't help but ask: "Arthur, how much is your pocket money for a month?"
Although his family is well-off, Wang Zejing isn't given much pocket money.
His monthly living expenses are only 10,000 yuan.
Compared to Zhang Kai and the others, his pocket money is naturally higher.
But compared with Arthur, Wang Zejing suddenly felt like he is poor.
Last time he received 20,000 from Arthur, now he receives another 10,000.
The key is that Arthur looks indifferent in withdrawing a few thousand. His eyes seem he doesn't care at all.
Arthur said calmly: "Four to five million yuan!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zejing was convinced immediately.
How does he compare?
Arthur's pocket money for a month or two is almost equal to his father's annual income!
After handing over the money to Wang Zejing, Arthur ignored the hotpot restaurant.
Although he had spent a total of 30,000 yuan, he doesn't care, so long as the other party loses more than him.
Like he said, things that can be solved by money are not considered problems.
For him, only the problem that cannot be solved by money is really troublesome!
What he values the most is the matter of enjoying life. He felt like he could not keep a peace of mind if annoyance still lingers in his mind.
Thus, he chose to smash the source of annoyance directly with money!
…..
In the afternoon, he was still standing in the military posture.
The temperature has not fallen in the past few days but even rose, with the highest temperature approaching 38 degrees.
Jinling is very worthy of its name as one of the four major furnaces!
Just yesterday afternoon, two ladies suffered from heatstroke and are now still lying in the infirmary.
The instructor then took some safety precautions and so after the students stood for half an hour, he ordered them to take a rest.
Not long after sitting down, Arthur saw Wu Daojun holding a glass of iced watermelon juice and running over to him with a pair of long legs.
In the past few days, the big guy always gave him a glass of iced watermelon juice every day.
After receiving the watermelon juice, Arthur stared at his flushed face and asked: "Why do you give me watermelon juice every time?"
"I….I, I, I…."
Wu Daojun's stammering appearance immediately drew some attention from the people nearby.
It is worth noting that after some delicate deliberations of Arthur, people within the class had somewhat changed their views towards Daojun after several days together.
Some even tried to strike the conversation with Daojun again.
However, this big guy seems to only act enthusiastic towards Arthur. Nevertheless, at least, this guy would not be awkward around others anymore.
Back to this moment when Arthur asked that question, Daojun looked even more embarrassed as if blood was about to drip from that flushed face.
Arthur smiled slightly and asked him to sit down and comforted: "It's okay. If you can't talk, you can just communicate through typing."
Seated beside Arthur, Wu Daojun clearly felt that his heart was beating wildly.
He took out his phone hastily and typed quickly: 'I thought you like watermelon!'
'I like watermelon?'
Arthur was taken aback for a moment and then he understood what happened.
On the first day of the military training, he took a bite from the watermelon that the senior sister handed to him, and so Daojun might have gotten the impression that he likes to eat watermelon.
Thinking of this, Arthur suddenly burst into laughter. This guy is really so cute.
Suppressing his laughter, Arthur then couldn't help but ask: "I have known you for several days already, but I still don't know your name."
Wu Daojun smiled shyly while staring at him and typed: My name is Wu Daojun!
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