Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1189 - 1075: Negotiation

"Oh? When did I ever lay a hand on your son?" Song Yun’s face showed a hint of confusion.

"You tricked my son out of three of his venues, doesn’t that count as going after him?" Mr. Wang said, "Although those venues aren’t big, they are still part of the Wang Family’s assets. You transferred them away without informing me, the Family Head. Isn’t that a bit disrespectful?"

"Well, I think..." Song Yun pondered for a while before saying, "I think people must be honest, wouldn’t you agree?"

"That’s right." Mr. Wang nodded, saying, "In the Martial World, integrity is the most important."

"Exactly, so since people need to maintain honesty, your son raced against me, wagering five venues, while I wagered my top-notch private club. Your son lost, so naturally, those five venues should be mine, right?" Song Yun asked.

"Racing?" Mr. Wang’s face showed a trace of doubt, turning to look at his son.

The Prince’s face looked very bad, saying, "Dad, they cheated."

"Oh? Which eye of yours saw me cheat?" Song Yun retorted.

"You..." The Prince wanted to say something more.

Slap.

Another slap.

Song Yun looked at the Prince’s already swollen face, secretly thinking does Mr. Wang have a penchant for child abuse?

"You’ve been hiding things from me." Mr. Wang calmly looked at his son, saying, "What’s this about racing?"

"This..." The Prince hesitated, saying, "Last time I raced with Li Baoshi and him, and put up some things as stakes."

"So, those three venues you lost were actually something you had wagered and lost to others, right?" Mr. Wang asked.

"No, Dad, this guy colluded with Li Baoshi, and Li Baoshi deliberately crashed into me, that’s how I lost!" The Prince promptly said.

Slap.

Another slap.

"You should have told me these things sooner. Remember, never hide anything from me!" Mr. Wang said calmly.

"I..." The Prince covered his face, saying, "I understand."

Mr. Wang then turned to look at Song Yun and said, "My son didn’t tell me about the racing incident with you."

"Oh, it’s not too late to know now." Song Yun said, "The reason I asked your son for the venues is because he lost the race to me. And I’m a kind-hearted person, so I only wanted three of his venues. Now, do you still say I tricked your son out of his things?"

"Do you have any evidence that my son lost five venues to you in the race?" Mr. Wang asked.

"No."

"Did you have any written agreement?" Mr. Wang continued asking.

"No either." Song Yun shook his head.

"Then how do you prove that the three venues actually were lost to you through the race?" Mr. Wang said.

"There is no way to prove it." Song Yun said.

"Since you have no way to prove it, could you return those three venues to us?" Mr. Wang asked.

"I can’t." Song Yun still shook his head.

"Why not?"

"Do you have any evidence to prove that I took your son’s three venues?" Song Yun said with a smile.

Mr. Wang was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Did Li Baoshi also lose?"

"He lost."

"What did he give you?"

"A casino! People do keep their word." Song Yun said.

"You two conspired against me, damn it!" The Prince shouted.

Song Yun looked at the Prince disdainfully and said, "If it weren’t for the woman in my car who got a headache, you wouldn’t even know where I left you behind. With my skills, do I need to conspire with you?"

"Prince, stop talking."

Mr. Wang spoke up, "Song Yun, let’s not beat around the bush, those three venues, I can’t give them to you."

"What do I care, everything is in black and white." Song Yun said with a smile, "There is your son’s signature, and your son’s handprint too!"

"I’m willing to buy back those three venues!" Mr. Wang said, "You can convert them into RMB, and I’ll buy them from you directly, even if you want to earn a little more, that’s no problem, but those three venues cannot be given to you no matter what."

"I want 10 billion pounds, will you give it to me?" Song Yun asked.

"Let’s be more realistic." Mr. Wang said, "Based on market estimates, those three venues are worth about 80 million RMB, I’ll use 90 million to buy them back. What do you think? With 90 million in one go, you can do a lot of things."

"I have 20 billion at my High-tech Industrial Park." Song Yun boasted, "If you had talked nicely back then, maybe I would have sold them to you, but this time, I’m not selling."

"Why not?" Mr. Wang asked.

"I don’t lack money, I need territory." Song Yun said, "I plan to keep these three venues for my own operation; they are like hens that lay golden eggs. Why should I sell them to you to let you make money?"

"Do you think your venues can survive in Guangzhou without my Money Group’s protection? I will send people to cause trouble at your venues every day. I’ll arrange a few people to stand at your venue’s entrance to prevent anyone from entering, and if anyone does enter, I’ll beat them up when they come out. In less than a month, your venues would have to close down. Since that’s the case, why don’t you seize the opportunity to make a buck now?" Mr. Wang said.

Song Yun smiled sweetly, saying, "Mr. Wang is... threatening me?"

"It’s not really a threat." Mr. Wang said to himself, "In Guangzhou, if you want to open a venue without first communicating with my Money Group, you’ll likely have a lot of trouble. Ninety-nine percent of venues in the entire Guangzhou City have reported to my Money Group, and my Money Group takes care of the security work for a significant portion of those venues. If you’re determined to go your own way, I won’t say anything else, but I could at least make you unable to buy a single bottle of wine in Guangzhou."

"Very impressive." Song Yun said with a smile, "I’ve never been threatened like this before, why don’t we try and see if my people can guard my venues well."

"This is really unnecessary."

Seeing Song Yun unwilling to yield, Mr. Wang felt a bit helpless. He was determined to get those three venues, but Song Yun, this little fox, wasn’t cowed at all. Doesn’t he know that if he returns those three venues to me, I’ll owe him a favor? Although we’re enemies, according to the Martial World ethics, a favor owed is always a favor to be repaid.

"Why don’t you propose a method, let’s see what it would take for you to be willing to return the venues to me?" Mr. Wang finally took a step back, deciding not to confront Song Yun head-on.