Sun Jian was stunned by these words, then couldn't help but burst into laughter. He looked at Song Qiao with mocking eyes.
He glanced at Madam Shen beside him, whose eyes also held a trace of a cold smile. Sun Jian shook his head.
"You really don't hold back when you brag."
It was utterly ridiculous.
Did this person have no concept of money? Did he really think one hundred million was the same as one dollar?
He was truly speaking without thinking.
At this thought, he felt that even talking to such a person was beneath him.
Song Qiao chuckled, his eyes curving slightly as he looked at Sun Jian without speaking.
Seeing Song Qiao's demeanor, Sun Jian's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his smile gradually faded.
However, it was replaced not by a pleasant expression. He snorted, crossed his arms, and stared coldly at Song Qiao, narrowing his eyes and saying sternly,
"Do you think this one hundred million can be obtained just by opening and closing your lips?"
"Who do you think you are? The richest man in the world? You're really talking without a draft, it's laughable."
As he spoke, he shook his head and walked up to Madam Shen, bowing respectfully.
"Madam, I think this person might have a problem with his brain. We don't need to stoop to his level."
Faced with Sun Jian's provocation, Xia Xueqing and Deng Yihan remained indifferent. Deng Yihan smiled faintly, and both women waited to see what would happen, showing no intention of intervening.
They were judging people by their appearance.
Although Song Qiao wasn't dressed ostentatiously, judging someone by their appearance was the biggest mistake.
Song Qiao chuckled and glanced at Madam Shen. Their eyes met.
Immediately, Song Qiao shrugged, offered a helpless smile, took out a check from his pocket, wrote the corresponding amount, and walked over with a smile. Reaching Sun Jian, he raised his hand to let him see the check before tossing it to him.
Sun Jian jumped in surprise. Without daring to delay, he quickly clutched the check to his chest, his expression becoming incredibly vivid as he looked at the one hundred million on it.
"I'll say it again. I bought this bar, so do you know whose dog you are now?"
Especially hearing Song Qiao's words, Sun Jian's face turned as red as a pig's liver.
He opened his mouth, but for a long time, he couldn't utter a single word.
"Alright, now escort this lady out. She's not welcome in my bar."
It would have been fine before, but these words made Sun Jian's face change drastically, filled with anger. He glanced at Madam Shen, and seeing that she wasn't angry, he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he still directed his anger at Song Qiao.
"Who do you think you are, just writing a number makes it one hundred million?"
"And Madam is the wife of a chaebol, what can you possibly do to compete with her?"
"Kid, the most valuable thing a person can have is self-awareness. I advise you to recognize yourself and stop thinking about opposing Madam!"
He paused, then threw the check back to Song Qiao and said coldly,
"This Xiaolin Bar is mine, and I'll sell it if I want to! I won't sell it even if you give me ten billion!"
Sun Jian had his own calculations regarding this matter.
Madam Shen's identity as a chaebol's wife was something he could never afford to offend; such a person held life-and-death power with a single word.
Moreover, this chaebol was also a major domestic businessman. If he could foster a good relationship, his future would be limitless.
As for Song Qiao...
In Sun Jian's opinion, no matter how capable he was, could he possibly compare to a chaebol?
The choice was easy.
Seeing the two of them in a stalemate, Deng Yihan smiled helplessly and stepped forward, teasing.
"It seems you're still not up to it."
As she spoke, Deng Yihan turned her gaze back to Sun Jian, crossed her arms, tilted her chin slightly, and with a smile in her eyes, her words made Sun Jian's face turn cold.
"You, sell it to my friend or offer a proper apology for what happened earlier. Choose one, and make your selection."
Sun Jian's expression shifted slightly. He looked at Deng Yihan, who had spoken, and sneered.
"Who do you think you are? You expect me to choose just because you say so?"
"Truly a case of birds of a feather flocking together. Your friends are also this arrogant, you've really opened my eyes."
He didn't recognize this woman, so he spoke without any politeness.
"Who am I?" Deng Yihan chuckled softly, blinked at Sun Jian, a faint smile in her eyes, and said softly.
"Who I am, I think you can ask Madam Shen. Your Madam will naturally tell you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Madam Shen frowned, staring at Deng Yihan with a grim expression.
"Why are the Deng family members getting involved in this? Do you know each other?"
She knew that before the Guo family made a statement, the Deng family had extremely high influence.
If Deng Yihan were to help Song Qiao, then this matter would not end peacefully.
This was the outcome she least wanted to see.
After all, if her own people were bullied, how could she, as a chaebol's wife, not even be able to give her own people sufficient backing?
Her chest rose and fell slightly. Madam Shen stared coldly at Deng Yihan.
"Deng Yihan, if we tear down the pretense, it will benefit neither of us. I advise you to consider the consequences before you stand up for him."
Hearing this, Deng Yihan was first slightly taken aback, then chuckled softly, shaking her head slowly.
"Madam, I have no ties with you. However, Song Qiao is a good friend of mine. If he wants to make trouble with you, I will stand by his side."
Saying this, Deng Yihan glanced at Song Qiao, then gave Sun Jian a meaningful look.
"Just as you are thinking, I must stand up for my own people. If my friend is bullied in front of you today, how will I face those around me in the future?"
Since things had reached this point, Madam Shen had nothing more to say. She clenched her fists and looked coldly at Deng Yihan.
"In that case, let's discuss this matter fairly."
"First of all, this bar was my investment, alright? This bar is bought out, and I see you've come too late."
However, Deng Yihan scoffed at this statement and shook her head.
"Is that so? You think I'm that simple."
As she spoke, Deng Yihan pointed at Sun Jian, who had a displeased expression, and said with a smile.
"Wait a moment, this boss will personally hand over the bar."
"Don't trust such loyalty too much, Madam."
After finishing, she took out her phone and made a call, informing the other party that she wanted to buy Xiaolin Bar, then hung up. She looked at Sun Jian.
Unexpectedly, Deng Yihan had turned the spotlight on him. Sun Jian's face changed drastically. He looked at her with resentment, puffed out his chest, and said proudly.
"What are you talking about? That's impossible. On this matter, I only recognize Madam!"
But the very next second, Sun Jian's phone, which was in his pocket, suddenly rang!