Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 363: Frostbite

The young man with narrow eyes lazily said, "Are you the owner of this restaurant?"

Xu Xiangbei pointed at Boss Zhou and himself, smiling, "We are both the owners."

The young man glanced sideways and threw the health inspection certificate on the table, looking disdainful, "Can you make decisions for this hotel?

Glancing at the young man’s health inspection certificate, there was a photo, a name, and a seal from the health bureau. The photo was identical to the person; it didn’t seem fake.

Xu Xiangbei smiled, "I can make decisions."

"Then let me be direct, your hotel’s hygiene doesn’t meet the standards."

Hearing that the hotel’s hygiene was not up to standard, Boss Zhou was furious. Any day, from inside to outside, from the inner kitchen to the lobby, he would personally inspect everything. Chefs had to wear chef hats, and waiters had to clip their nails. How could it be not up to standard? It was clearly a baseless accusation.

Xu Xiangbei smiled faintly, "Please specify which part is not up to standard, and we’ll correct it."

The young man’s small eyes rolled, and he sneered coldly, "Correct? I’m afraid it’s not that easy. Your exhaust duct is too low, and the fumes are blowing into the nearby neighborhood. The residents have raised a significant objection. Just this point alone is not up to standard."

Xu Xiangbei was really unaware of the issue with the exhaust, and the young man’s words left him at a loss.

However, Boss Zhou knew the hotel’s exhaust system well. He said, not too happily, "Our exhaust is directly vented to the roadside sewer, not through the neighborhood. Please don’t make false accusations."

Seeing Boss Zhou dare to refute him, the young man stomped his cigarette butt underfoot viciously, "Oh, I’m making false accusations? I say your hygiene isn’t up to standard, then it isn’t. Just wait for your place to be shut down."

The young man looked fierce, stood up, and walked out with a toss of his head.

Xu Xiangbei grabbed his arm, "Brother, let’s talk this through calmly. No need to rush. Let’s be transparent; what exactly do you want us to do?"

The young man glared at Xu Xiangbei, his wrist hurting from the grip, "Let go, you want to crush me?"

Xu Xiangbei released the young man’s hand with a smile, "We wouldn’t dare, brother. Just tell us directly what’s on your mind."

The young man arrogantly said, "I’m giving you a chance because you seem sensible. Pay a ten thousand yuan renovation fee, give me ten thousand yuan, and I’ll leave. You can continue your business as usual; otherwise, just wait to be shut down."

Hearing the demand for ten thousand yuan, Boss Zhou was immediately furious, nearly jumping up, "Ten thousand yuan, you may as well go rob a bank!"

The young man was very insolent, "Old man, don’t regret it. I’ve made myself clear. Either pay up or close down."

Xu Xiangbei sneered, "Ten thousand yuan isn’t much, but with that attitude, I really don’t want to give it to you."

Seeing Xu Xiangbei unwilling to pay, the young man with narrow eyes left angrily, "You act all high and mighty. Fine, don’t pay and just wait to be shut down."

Within half an hour, seven or eight staff members wearing industrial and commercial uniforms arrived, including the young man with narrow eyes. Leading them was a pot-bellied middle-aged man with a stern expression.

The young man with narrow eyes sneered, as if saying, I told you to pay, you refused, now you’re in trouble.

The middle-aged man pulled out a chair, sat down, and called over coldly to the bar, "Where is the owner, come and get your fine notice. Your hygiene doesn’t meet the standards, ten thousand yuan, cease operations for rectification."

Xu Xiangbei flared up instantly, sneering, "Since you walked in, neither of your eyes saw our hygiene as lacking, you’re clearly extorting."

The middle-aged man laughed, lowering his voice with a cold smile, "You said it right, we are extorting. See this, this is the fine notice. I haven’t filled it out yet. Once I do, there’s no question of a fine; if I don’t, there’s room for negotiation. Ten thousand yuan, it’s a bargain. Otherwise, it’s ten..."

Boss Zhou was intimidated by the middle-aged man’s demeanor, angry but not daring to speak out. He pulled Xu Xiangbei aside, "We can’t fight them, sigh, if not, just pay."

"Alright, we’ll pay."

Hearing Xu Xiangbei agree to the payment, the staff in uniform grinned with delight. Xu Xiangbei smiled as he lightly patted the shoulder of the middle-aged fat man, a wisp of frigid Inner Strength entering his body.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xiangbei took a deep breath, lowering his voice, sneering into the middle-aged man’s ear, "I’ll pay? I’ll pay your damn head."

The whole place was abuzz; the expressions of the industrial and commercial staff changed drastically.

The middle-aged man was even more furious, daring to oppose Lao Zi; well, let’s shut down for rectification then.

He picked up a pen to write the fine notice but felt a mosquito bite on his shoulder, an unbearable itch. After scratching, he felt a wisp of coldness penetrate from his shoulder to his chest and then spread throughout his body.

His body felt increasingly cold, and what terrified him more was that his arm felt frozen, unable to move.

He began to shiver uncontrollably, his teeth chattering, his face ashen.

Seeing him poised with the pen, pretending to write the fine notice but not moving, his comrades thought he was deliberately trying to scare the stubborn hotel owner.

The young man with narrow eyes shouted viciously, "Captain Jiang, hurry up and write it, fine them to death."

Someone noticed Captain Jiang’s unusual state, "Captain Jiang, what’s wrong with you?"

Captain Jiang slowly lifted his head. In just a few seconds, he found he could only move his neck; the rest of his body felt frozen, unresponsive to his commands.

As they looked at Captain Jiang’s face, the staff in uniform revealed expressions of extreme terror. The young man with narrow eyes even screamed in fright.

Captain Jiang’s face was ghastly pale like a specter, his eyebrows and beard covered with frost, and most terrifying, his eyes were also shrouded in frost.

Captain Jiang could still make sounds, "I can’t see, I’m no longer able to, what’s happening? What’s happening?"

Xu Xiangbei sneered, "Send him to the mortuary quickly, no need for the hospital, at this freezing rate, he’d die en route to the hospital anyway."

Captain Jiang emitted a whimper, "Help me, help me."

Xu Xiangbei sneered, "I can cure your illness."

Everyone stared at Xu Xiangbei dumbfounded. It was already astonishing for a young man to own the Emperor’s Pavilion, and now he could cure such mysterious ailments?

Xu Xiangbei winked playfully at Boss Zhou, "You don’t believe it? I’ll treat you and show you. Boss Zhou, bring us a bowl of our thousand-year ginseng beef seafood ball soup."

Boss Zhou didn’t quite understand, but Zhou Ping, watching nearby, was quick to react, hurriedly serving up a bowl of beef seafood ball soup.

"This bowl of soup doesn’t come cheap, at least ten thousand yuan, though not too expensive, but specifically targets illnesses like yours. Do you want to drink it?"

Captain Jiang nodded vigorously, managing a difficult, "Drink, I’ll drink."

Xu Xiangbei grinned as he fed the soup to Captain Jiang with one hand while patting his shoulder lightly with the other, sending a warm stream of Inner Strength through his meridians.

Captain Jiang soon regained his normal complexion, and his limbs became mobile again. Being intelligent, he realized this was certainly connected to Xu Xiangbei’s pat on his shoulder and dared not pursue the fine any further, hurriedly putting away his pen and the fine notice.