"How much?"
Wang Dezhong thought he had misheard.
Chen Mo said, "Over 15 billion, which should be enough to buy the Celestial Toad Grass."
"Enough, that's definitely enough. Good heavens, over 15 billion, how could they owe you so much money?" Wang Dezhong asked curiously.
Chen Mo naturally wouldn't explain.
He couldn't tell the other party that this was the money Dongye Taijirou had paid for his life.
However, Wang Dezhong was a little worried, "Xiao Chen, won't they refuse to pay you? What if they default?"
Chen Mo smiled, "Don't worry, they wouldn't dare to default."
Wang Dezhong frowned, "It's better to be prepared for both eventualities. This is R country, after all, not Longhua."
"Alright, I understand," Chen Mo replied.
"Mr. Chen, Old Wang, there are many excellent restaurants in Rejing. It's getting late, shall we go for a meal?" Yamamoto Yaoo asked Chen Mo and the other.
Chen Mo nodded.
Besides the snacks he had on the plane, he was also a bit hungry.
Soon, the five of them left the hotel.
Yamamoto Yaoo also called to rent a minivan, and the five of them drove towards Rejing's bustling commercial street.
About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of an ancient-style restaurant.
At the entrance, two women in traditional R country attire.
Seeing them, they immediately knelt and changed everyone into wooden clogs.
Chen Mo was unaccustomed to wearing these, so he simply went barefoot.
Entering the restaurant.
The waiter led Chen Mo and the others to a private room.
There were no extra decorations here. In the center was a low table, surrounded by cushions, and not a single chair.
"Go and serve all your top-tier cuisine," Yamamoto Yaoo ordered.
The waiter quickly nodded and then retreated.
Keiko stood up, holding a bottle of R country's unique sake, and poured a cup for Chen Mo and the others.
But at this moment.
Two figures passed by the door.
One of the men was already heavily drunk.
The man, supported by another person, was heading towards a room.
But inadvertently, the drunk man suddenly noticed Keiko, who was pouring wine for Chen Mo and the others.
"When did this waitress arrive? She's so beautiful, why is this the first time I've seen her?" the man asked, pointing in Keiko's direction.
"Young Master Nakamura, perhaps she's new?" the middle-aged man replied quickly, his attitude very respectful.
"Have her come over and drink with me. Tonight, you know what I mean," the man said with a lewd smile.
"Understood, understood!"
The middle-aged man quickly smiled and looked in Keiko's direction, "You, come and help Young Master Nakamura into the private room!"
Just as she finished pouring the wine, Keiko heard two lewd voices, and her expression instantly turned grim.
"This beauty, she's still so beautiful even when she's angry. She suits my taste," the man's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile.
Seeing that Keiko still didn't move, the middle-aged man couldn't help but scold, "Baka, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
However, in the private room, no one paid any attention to them.
Chen Mo picked up the sake and sniffed it gently.
He frowned slightly, "This sake lacks some mellowness and that unique yeasty aroma. It's ordinary."
Wang Dezhong heard this and smiled, nodding, "That's natural. Our winemaking techniques have been around for thousands of years, how can they compare?"
Seeing that no one in the room was paying attention to him.
The middle-aged man angrily scolded, "Baka, you're serving these low-class pigs, and you won't even serve Young Master Nakamura. Believe it or not, I'll have the boss fire you right now!"
Finally, a hint of coldness appeared in Chen Mo's eyes.
This was the second time he had heard this appellation.
Actually, Chen Mo didn't know that discrimination was not common in the new district of Rejing, but in such old districts, there were many people with such discriminatory consciousness.
From the bottom of their hearts, they looked down on people like Chen Mo.
As if sensing Chen Mo's anger.
Keiko stood up and walked towards the door.
The middle-aged man's face showed a smile, "That's right. Serve Young Master Nakamura well, and you won't be shortchanged."
"Bang!"
Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking.
Keiko raised her leg and kicked the middle-aged man in the jaw.
"Crack!"
The middle-aged man's jaw instantly broke.
He was sent flying directly.
Finally, he fell heavily to the ground.
"Ah!"
The middle-aged man finally reacted and let out a scream.
The middle-aged man pointed at Keiko and was about to speak, but found that his jaw was soft and limp, clearly fractured by Keiko's kick!
The man, who had been supported by the middle-aged man, instantly sobered up halfway.
He looked at Keiko in front of him with astonishment.
He hadn't expected Keiko to be so formidable!
But soon, the man also recovered.
He glared at Keiko in front of him with anger, "Baka! How dare you hit my friend? Have you lost your mind? Do you know who I am?!"
"Slap!"
Keiko raised her hand and slapped the man across the face.
The man stared with wide eyes.
"You!"
"Slap!"
Before the man could speak, Keiko raised her hand and slapped him again.
The man fell to the ground.
However, this time, the man no longer had his previous anger, but instead looked terrified.
"Take your friend and get lost. Don't let me see you again!" Keiko reprimanded coldly.
"Yes, yes, we'll leave now!" The man was not foolish and knew that he could only back down now.
The man dragged the injured middle-aged man and walked away.
Seeing the two leave, Keiko returned to the private room.
Wang Dezhong, holding his wine, was shocked.
He had always thought that Keiko was a gentle and elegant woman, but he hadn't expected her to be so capable of fighting!
"Old Wang, you're staring at the young lady like that, she'll blush," Chen Mo noticed Wang Dezhong's expression and teased him.
Wang Dezhong looked embarrassed.
He quickly explained, "I didn't expect Miss Keiko to be such a formidable woman."
Keiko responded politely, "Thank you for your compliment, Old Wang."
At this moment, a middle-aged man hurried over, his face full of anxiety.
"Dear guests, I am the owner here," the middle-aged man introduced himself.
"Is there something?" Yamamoto Yaoo asked.
"Dear guests, you should leave quickly," the middle-aged man said urgently.
"Why?" Yamamoto Yaoo frowned.
The middle-aged man hastily explained, "You guests don't know, but the person this young lady just hit is the son of the leader of the Tianyang Gang here. The Tianyang Gang is very powerful, and he definitely won't let you go."
Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Yaoo looked at Chen Mo.
Wang Dezhong, however, was startled.
Although he didn't know how powerful the Tianyang Gang was, he knew that anyone who could form a gang must be a very influential person!
This made Wang Dezhong inevitably a little worried.