Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 652: Ten Million!

"Young Master Long! Long time no see! What happened that got you so furious?" Upon receiving the message from the cashier girl, Manager Wang hurried over to deal with the emergency. He felt a headache coming on when he saw that Huang Dalong was arguing with two men. Who was Huang Dalong? He was a very influential boss in this area; no one dared to mess with him. How did these two old guys get into trouble with Huang Dalong? Encountering such an issue was just bad luck.

Moreover, after getting closer, he noticed that Huang Dalong’s clothes were dirty and there was a foul smell in the air. Unless it was an accident, it must have been these two nouveau riche who had vomited on him, which gave Manager Wang quite the headache. Knowing Huang Dalong’s personality, today’s incident was probably not going to end well. Thinking this, Manager Wang could only bite the bullet, approach Huang Dalong with a smile, and ask, wanting to know the details so he could resolve the matter.

"Manager Wang, that old bastard dirtied my clothes. Is there a problem with me asking him to kowtow and apologize?" Huang Dalong arrogantly blew a puff of smoke at Manager Wang and said indifferently.

"Of course, there’s no mistake, he’s in the wrong. But please give me face, Young Master Long. After all, both parties are guests of our hotel. We don’t want to make a big fuss, and making a scene here is also embarrassing for Young Master Long. It’s better to turn a big problem into a small one. Besides, they are quite old, and making them kowtow is not appropriate. It would be better to let the old man compensate with money instead. How about that, Young Master Long?"

Manager Wang said with a smile. At this point, there was no turning back. He glanced at Mao Dawang and Ye Xiangqian, dressed like typical nouveau riche, and instantly knew they were wealthy. Since that was the case, he thought it would be best to make them bleed some money and be done with it. Young Master Long was someone no one in this area could afford to offend, so these two nouveau riche were just unlucky to have vomited on him. It was an invitation for trouble, and there was only so much he could do. What remained to be seen was whether these two men could satisfy Young Master Long.

"Manager Wang has spoken; that’s good. I’ll give Manager Wang face and let them two compensate with money." Young Master Long, seeing Manager Wang’s arrival, had to show some consideration and not continue the disturbance. It wasn’t that he was afraid of Manager Wang, but the owner of this hotel, Boss Qian, had significant backing. Although he was the boss of this area, he couldn’t afford to provoke Boss Qian. If things got out of hand and it angered Boss Qian, there was no benefit for him, so now he had to abandon the idea of making the two old men kowtow and settle for financial compensation instead.

"You two old bastards, thanks to Manager Wang stepping in, I’m sparing you. However, my jade bracelet is antique, my watch is a limited edition, my clothes are custom-made from Italy, and my shoes are custom-made from France. They’re all ruined now, so I can’t keep them. Here’s the deal: you pay me ten million, and we’ll call it even. How’s that?"

Huang Dalong turned back to Mao Dawang and Ye Xiangqian, blew another puff of smoke arrogantly, and said. Although it was now impossible to make the two old men kowtow, he still had to bleed them dry one way or another. Otherwise, he’d lose face. Reputation matters most in the world of gangs, but so does money. If he didn’t extort them severely, he wouldn’t be able to let it go. Plus, these two old fools clearly had a million in cash on them, evidently super-rich upstarts. It was only right to fleece such people!

"Fuck, ten million, why don’t you just drop dead!" Mao Dawang became furious upon hearing Huang Dalong’s demand for ten million in compensation. He thought, how dare this thug ask for such an amount. He could definitely pull out ten million, but no way would he give it to a scoundrel like this. If he did, rumors would spread about how the richest man in Xishan Province got scammed out of ten million by a thug in Tianhai. How would he have any dignity left to stand in Xishan Province? So, ten million was absolutely out of the question.

"You really ***** have some nerve asking for that much, ten million? Even with your outfit, you should pee on yourself and look in the mirror to see if you’re worth that much." Ye Xiangqian became angry as well, seeing how Huang Dalong was treating them like sheep ready to be slaughtered. Asking for ten million right off the bat, was there something wrong with Huang Dalong’s brain? The situation had come to this point; it was clear that Huang Dalong intended to extort the upstarts from Xishan Province. Truly ***** audacious!

"Fuck, will you two old bastards pay up or not?" Huang Pi cursed angrily, thinking to himself that these two old men were still so defiant up to now. They really didn’t know whether they were coming or going. Were it not for the fact that they were in a hotel, he would’ve rushed up to teach these ungrateful old fools a lesson. The Boss had already said to let them compensate with money; it was already giving Manager Wang face. Their response showed blatant disregard for the Boss’s reputation; they were actively seeking death!

"Do you two old fools still not understand the situation? Not afraid of leaving Tianhai without your lives?" Qingpi had been watching for quite some time and realized these two were not locals but typical nouveau riche from out of town. Thus, Qingpi too became arrogant, wanting to uphold his Boss’s honor. Today, they had to force these two old men to fork over the money; otherwise, they would not let them off easily.

"You two old fools have some nerve, cough up the money and get lost."

"Exactly, Young Master Long is not someone you can insult!"

"If I were Young Master Long, ten million would be too little!"

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The thugs nearby were also chiming in, thinking these two nouveau riche really had some nerve, daring to say such things to Young Master Long. It was no different from courting death, and they couldn’t fathom what was going through the old fools’ heads to make such remarks. These upstarts were stubbornly deadset on their course, seemingly unafraid of Young Master Long’s wrath potentially leaving them permanently in Tianhai. With all the money in the world, what good would it do if one couldn’t live to enjoy it? Better to pay up and settle the matter quietly. Why insist on making a big fuss?

"Manager Wang, you see, it’s not that I didn’t give them a chance, they’re just not playing ball, so they can’t blame me," Huang Dalong’s face darkened instantly upon hearing Mao Dawang and Ye Xiangqian challenge him like that. Let alone a couple of out-of-towners, there weren’t many in Tianhai who’d dare speak to him in such a manner. The two old guys were truly courting death, and it seemed he would no longer be blamed.

With that thought, Huang Dalong coldly turned to Manager Wang, intending for him to see that it was these two stubborn old men who were uncooperative. If something happened next, it wouldn’t be his fault, but rather these two old fools who didn’t know what was good for them!

"Young Master Long, please, Your Lordship, don’t act rashly yet. Let me go over and talk to them. They don’t know who Young Master Long is, just a pair of out-of-town nouveau riche. It’s not worth getting upset over them, only to harm yourself—it’s not worth the loss."

Manager Wang felt a headache at the turn of events. Relying on his boss’s authority, he had managed to get Huang Dalong to agree to a settlement, but he hadn’t expected Huang Dalong to ask for ten million so boldly; such a demand was clearly extortion. Everyone knew Huang Dalong was outright extorting them, but no one dared to call him out on it. Only these two old men could be blamed for their misfortune.

Moreover, the defiance of these two nouveau riche was giving Manager Wang a headache. Their appearance suggested they were quite wealthy, but why were they so stubborn? How could two out-of-towners stand a chance against the local tyrant, Young Master Long? It would be so much better to just pay up quickly and leave, instead of ending up stuck in Tianhai for good should Young Master Long truly lose his temper. No amount of money would matter if they weren’t alive to spend it; the most important thing was to stay alive.

"The two of you, just quickly pay up and end this. Young Master Long is not someone you can afford to provoke. No matter how much money you have, you need to be alive to spend it. I’ve already had great difficulty getting Young Master Long to agree to settle with your payment. But look at you both, causing such a scene—do you find this amusing? You both don’t look like you’re short on cash; why not just pay up and leave safely?"

Manager Wang went over to Mao Dawang and Ye Xiangqian, pulling them aside and quietly urging them. He had no other choice with these two out-of-town upstarts, but his current priority was to resolve this issue as best as he could. His boss would hold him accountable if the hotel was affected. The only solution for now was to persuade these two men to pay up and settle the matter, or else Huang Dalong might really be capable of anything.

"It’s not that we refuse to pay, but ten million right off the bat? He has some nerve; it’s obviously extortion!"

"No matter who he is, one million is already quite generous. We won’t agree to an exorbitant demand of ten million."

"Don’t you understand? Young Master Long is not someone anyone here dares to provoke, and besides, you were at fault today. It’s only right for you to compensate."

"Ten million is out of the question—it’s still that same one million."

"Exactly, one million is already a lot to offer someone like him, a nobody."

"Sigh, Young Master Long is extremely angry today. If you truly upset him, aren’t you afraid at all?"

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The three whispered among themselves, with Manager Wang trying to get Mao Dawang and Ye Xiangqian to pay up quickly and leave to resolve the immediate trouble. But the two of them were firmly insistent on paying no more than one million, saying that ten million was utterly impossible. They thought that if it weren’t for their dignity and a wish to avoid trouble, they wouldn’t even pay the one million. They might not have encountered Young Master Long before, but they were no cowards; they had weathered many storms and would not be swayed by Young Master Long’s bluster.