424: Chapter 413 Spit Out What You’ve Eaten of Mine 424: Chapter 413 Spit Out What You’ve Eaten of Mine “Just kidding around, Uncle Song, there’s no need to take it seriously,” Lei Ting said awkwardly.
“Okay, let’s discuss the division of the market now.
There used to be four regions, with three organizations occupying three of them, and the rest held by another organization.”
“But ever since my father Lei Long died, some people have devoured a lot of our market.
I don’t mean anything else today.
Those who have eaten mine should spit it back out.
Leave a line when doing things so we can still meet in the future, right?”
Song Yun gave Gulang a half-smiling look upon hearing this.
It seemed that the person who had annexed the most of Tiger Market was none other than him.
Lei Ting’s words were like a slap to Gulang’s face.
Gulang was stunned for a moment and then whispered to Song Yun, “Does this kid have a problem with his brain?
Why does he always have such wild fantasies?”
“Who knows?
How about you just look at them, the widow and orphan, and give them a break?” said Song Yun with a smile.
“By the way, I remember Lei Long used to have a beautiful secretary with a great figure.
Ever since Lei Long died, she’s disappeared without a trace.”
“I have no idea.
That woman vanished like a stone dropped into the ocean,” Gulang shook his head.
“Why, are you still interested in that woman?
Want me to look into it for you?”
“Forget it, I already have a bunch of women at home.
Can’t afford to mess around anymore.
But if that woman were still here, she’d definitely assist better than Da Long.
Lei Ting wouldn’t be spouting such nonsense today.”
Song Yun looked at Lei Ting, who was still righteous and indignant, and helplessly lit a cigarette to watch the performance.
But come on, even if you’re going to perform, shouldn’t you get the food out first?
Everyone’s stomachs are empty.
“I’m so tired of hearing the same old lines from this kid.
Doesn’t he use his brain to figure out who would spit the meat back out after eating it.” Gulang sighed quietly.
“Who cares about what they think?
I’m just wondering when this kid will serve us food.
Damn it, why call us to the hotel for a meeting if they’re not even providing a meal?” Song Yun complained after taking a sip of water.
“Heh heh, I’m getting tired of listening to this kid ramble.
Why don’t we brothers go out and grab something to eat first?” Gulang approached with a sly grin.
“Let’s not.
For the sake of Lei Long, let’s continue listening in.
If Lei Ting can say such insane things today, he must have a backup plan,” replied Song Yun, shaking his head.
“I wonder what those two were whispering about just now.
Why not share it out loud for everyone to hear?” Da Long, seated next to Lei Ting, asked in a deep voice.
Damn it, even if you think you’re all that, you’re just a Regent King.
Everyone at this table has more power than you, and you dare to speak like that?
Utterly nonsensical.
A man wearing knuckledusters beside Gulang stood up after hearing this and said, “Say that one more time if you dare.”
“Wow, is this how Gulang’s boss runs his place?
Seeing it today really is an eye-opener.” Da Long said with a sneer.
“And just who do you think you are?
Nothing more than a big shot’s doorkeeper.”
“Heh, and what are you, Da Long?
If I respect you, you’re the Regent King, and if I don’t, you’re worse than a dog,” Gulang replied coldly.
“As for today’s matter, let me tell you, if you’re brave enough, regain your swallowed markets yourself.
Stop blabbing about it here.
It’s so annoying.”
“Oh my, it looks like this meeting can’t go on, a single Rat dung ruining the entire pot of soup.” Long Tiantian chimed in from the sidelines.
“It seems the strength of the Tigers is weakening day by day, to actually dare to employ such a man, unbelievable.”
“What are you babbling about, woman?” Da Long slammed the table and stood up shouting.
“What did I say?
I said you’re a good-for-nothing, a lecherous old man.
What are you gonna do?
Eat me up?
Even if you offered me five million, I wouldn’t let you touch a single hair on my head,” Long Tiantian retorted fiercely and cursed openly.
“A woman who ascends by using her body, what do you have to be proud of?
I could play you to death myself.”
“Ha, what tough talk.
I wonder who it was that abandoned Lei Long’s body and ran off when that dead old man was being buried,” Long Tiantian laughed with disdain.
“The days of the Tigers are numbered.
You’ll fall apart sooner rather than later.
Better think about how to live your days.”
“Too much bullying,” Lei Ting also stood up and shouted.
“Alright, we all know what you’ve done.
It does take some courage to throw away your own father’s body in the rain,” Song Yun said calmly.
“As for you, Da Long, you weren’t scared enough back then, huh?
What, want to have a go at me?”
“Hmph, you just took advantage of having more men back then.
If I had the same number, you’d be reborn by now,” Da Long said without holding back.
“See, this is the problem with you guys coming up from the lower markets; you never learn your place, always thinking numbers are the path to power,” Song Yun shook his head and smiled.
“You’re still underestimating everyone here.
Don’t talk to me about morality; I don’t understand it.
All I know is that you better not touch my assets.
Just make your own money, and it’s fine.”
“Alright, alright, I know everyone’s got a lot of anger inside.
Let’s serve the dishes first, shall we?
Let’s eat first,” Lei Ting switched his attitude from gloomy to sunny, like a friendly boy-next-door.
One by one, the dishes were served by the waitstaff, but Song Yun, Gulang, and Long Tiantian showed no intention of eating.
This was Lei Ting’s home court, after all.
Who knew if this little bastard would poison the food?
“Come on, let’s eat first; we can talk about other matters after we’re full,” Lei Ting said as he picked up his chopsticks.
But seeing that Song Yun and the others didn’t want to eat, he sighed, “Don’t you trust me?
I wouldn’t poison the food no matter what.”
“It’s not that we don’t trust you; I’m just not hungry and don’t want to eat,” Song Yun said, lighting a cigarette.
“If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving.”
“Do you miss the beauties at home that much, Uncle Song?” Lei Ting asked abruptly.
“Don’t worry; they’re definitely not in trouble.”
“Lei Ting, I warn you, don’t even think about touching the women around me.
If one day I find out that a hair is missing from them because of you, no one from the Tigers will escape my revenge.
My power might not be big, but I’m confident in playing some games that others wouldn’t dare,” Song Yun said ominously.