"Brother Tiger, Di She and his men are here..."
Lao Hei rushed in, shouting anxiously at Meng Hu, who was sitting in the office chair.
Meng Hu was about to reprimand him for not knocking, but upon hearing that Di She had arrived, his eyes widened. He knew they were eager to make a move!
"Let's go, meet them."
Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Meng Hu decided to go down and see what Di She wanted.
Inside the bar, at the best spot, Di She and his men walked in and drove away the guests who had spent the most that night. When a young man tried to resist, a subordinate of Di She immediately grabbed a liquor bottle and said, "You want your head smashed open?"
Such a brazen act scared the guests away. Di She swaggered over, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and a subordinate immediately poured him a glass of foreign liquor.
The bar staff, seeing it was Di She, naturally dared not serve them. They knew he was a capable subordinate of Boss Qiao, the boss of the East District, and a hot-tempered person who often resorted to violence. Getting jailed was like going home for him, so no one dared to provoke such a person.
Just then, another group of people arrived outside the bar. Leading them was a young man with dyed white hair, dressed in a suit, tugging at his collar. The tattoo on his chest was clearly visible. He was Xie Wei from the West District, and because of his white hair, everyone called him Bai Mao (White Hair).
"Boss, please..."
Bai Mao was not alone tonight; his boss, Du Yuan'an, had come in person.
Dressed in an expensive grey suit, Du Yuan'an was around forty years old, with a stylish haircut and the appearance of an elite businessman. He looked amiable and was the ruler of the underground forces in the West District.
"Make way..."
Seeing people blocking their path, Bai Mao led over a dozen subordinates to clear the way, causing great displeasure among the surrounding young patrons. However, seeing the grand entrance Du Yuan'an was making, everyone dared not speak out.
"Brother She, Bai Mao from the West District and his boss Du Yuan'an are here."
A subordinate reminded Di She. He then put down his legs and turned around, looking at Bai Mao and Du Yuan'an approaching. Di She narrowed his sinister eyes, sneered, and said to his subordinate, "Tell the boss that Du Yuan'an has come personally!"
"Okay."
The subordinate immediately called the boss's personal subordinate to report the situation to their boss, as Boss Qiao would also be coming tonight, and Di She was just the vanguard.
"Well, Mr. Du, I didn't expect the CEO of a listed company like you to come in person."
Di She stood up and said with a smile to Du Yuan'an, who was approaching.
Bai Mao came forward. Since he was taller than Di She, he looked down with arrogance in his eyes, "Di She, are you guys alone? Where is Boss Qiao? Hasn't he finished dealing with the mess in the South City yet? Now you want to interfere in the North City. Isn't Boss Qiao afraid of his stomach exploding?"
"Heh heh..."
Facing the arrogant provocation of Bai Mao, Di She did not back down. He narrowed his sinister eyes and said, "Whether we can digest the North City or not, you don't need to worry about it, Brother Bai."
"On the other hand, Mr. Du, didn't you say you were going to wash your hands of the underworld and fully transition into legitimate business? Why are you still involved in our affairs?"
Du Yuan'an sat on the nearby sofa, taking out a cigar and preparing to light it. He did not speak.
"Di She, what business is it of yours whether we get involved or not? Hurry up and call your boss, Boss Qiao. Otherwise, with just you, you're not qualified to take over the North City!" Bai Mao pointed at Di She's nose, looking at him with extreme arrogance and disdain.
Such provocation made Di She's face instantly darken. "Bai Mao, don't think just because you're young you can fight. When I was making a living in the underworld, you were still playing in the mud. Who do you think you are looking down on?"
"Damn it, you want to fight, huh? Come on..."
Suddenly, Bai Mao grabbed a nearby liquor bottle and smashed it, pointing at Di She and yelling.
"Come on..."
Di She's subordinates were not to be outdone and grabbed beer bottles, confronting Bai Mao's subordinates...
Du Yuan'an, sitting beside them, looked refined. He lit his cigar, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. His gaze was fixed on a beautiful woman in a revealing outfit dancing on the dance floor. He smiled and applauded, "You dance well. Go, invite her over for a couple of drinks."
"Yes, boss."
A subordinate beside him immediately ran onto the dance floor and called the dancing woman over...
At this moment, Meng Hu, with Lao Hei and their men, arrived. Due to the confrontation between Bai Mao and Di She's groups, the surrounding guests had stopped, watching the scene...
"Di She, Bai Mao, are you still going to let me do business?"
Meng Hu walked over, looking at Bai Mao and Di She who were confronting each other, then turned to Du Yuan'an, who was sitting there, "Mr. Du, you're here too."
Du Yuan'an, who was drinking with the beauty in his arms, slowly turned his head and smiled at Meng Hu, "Tiger, your bar business is quite good. What's the turnover in one night? Report it to me."
This made Meng Hu's face darken. Du Yuan'an was indeed putting on airs of a boss, ready to take over the North City territory.
"Haha, with such good business, the turnover should be quite impressive."
Just then, a rough voice came from behind. A middle-aged man in a floral shirt, suit pants, and white leather shoes, leading a group of people, walked over. He was bald, with thick eyebrows, small eyes, and a beard. A large gold chain adorned his neck, and his right wrist wore a gold watch and gold rings, exuding the style of an old-school gangster. He was Qiao Cang, nicknamed Boss Qiao San!
"Boss Qiao San, you've certainly come quickly."
Du Yuan'an turned his head to look at him as he walked up. Boss Qiao San glanced at him dismissively and sneered, "Aren't you, Mr. Du, here even faster? Afraid I'll snatch the North City?"
"Heh heh..."
Du Yuan'an put his arm around the beauty in his arms, flicked the ash from his cigar, and smiled, "I say, Boss Qiao San, what era is this? Still talking about snatching!"
"Ling Xian Zong died in Country H, leaving so much territory and business in the North City. This is a big cake. Our two families should compete fairly."
"Oh."
Boss Qiao San sat on the sofa nearby and turned to look at Du Yuan'an, "Then tell me, how should we compete fairly?"
Du Yuan'an turned to look at him and smiled, "Since only our two families are here now, let's just split it equally."
Boss Qiao San narrowed his sharp small eyes and chuckled, "But what if I want it all?"
"Heh heh, such a big appetite, can you digest it?"
Du Yuan'an replied with a gentle smile, "Besides, even if I agree, Ling Xian Zong's daughter might not."
"Speaking of Ling Wei, why isn't she here tonight? Could it be that she doesn't want the North City territory?" Boss Qiao San also found it strange.
The one who should be fighting for the North City territory the most was Ling Wei, but she hadn't made a move tonight?
"Hmm, that is indeed a bit strange!"
Du Yuan'an narrowed his eyes. This didn't seem like Ling Wei's style.
At this time, the music stopped, and the manager, Lao Hei, and others were asking guests to leave...
Meng Hu's eyes were sharp as he looked at Boss Qiao San and Du Yuan'an, "Bosses, even though my boss Ling has left, I, Meng Hu, am still here in the North City!"
This remark made Boss Qiao San and Du Yuan'an exchange glances, and they both chuckled.
"Meng Hu, what right do you have to say that to my boss?"
Bai Mao condescendingly looked at Meng Hu, and Di She on the side did the same, sneering, "What, you want to reach the sky in one step?"