Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

The young man who was dazed in a dark corner on the second floor heard the conversation coming from downstairs, and the gloom in his heart was swept away.

He walked downstairs with brisk steps and walked up to the girl.

"Xia Chutang, where have you gone? Can't you even hear the paging?"

Song Xu approached the girl, leaned over and smelled it, frowning: "Have you been drinking?"

"Song Xu, you are born in the year of dog, and your nose is so sharp?"

On the way to Heijin, Xia Chutang bought a bag of milk to drink and chewed gum.

She couldn't smell the alcohol herself, but Song Xu could smell it.

"With whom? Why are you drinking?"

Song Xu held the girl's wrist.

Jealousy surged in Peach Blossom's eyes: "Drinking so happily? You can't even hear the pager?"

"Master...if you have something to say, please speak slowly." Cheng Dehai repeatedly persuaded.

My young master has always had emotional problems. If he is angered, Miss Xia may suffer.

Xia Chutang glanced sideways at her wrist that was being held down, and the smile on her face faded: "Let go."

"Hold on! Tell me first, who are you drinking with this afternoon?"

Song Xu searched for suspicious characters in his mind: "That poor guy named Xu Cang? Or... Lu Chengyuan?"

"None of them! He's an ugly and fat old man. Are you satisfied?" Xia Chutang said deliberately.

Song Xu's angry eyes turned into shock, and he even forgot about his anger, "Xia Chutang, are you crazy?"

"Yes, if you hold my wrist again, I will really go crazy. Do you believe it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xu's hand had already been raised.

Cheng Dehai next to him was stunned. Oh my God, this is probably the first time he has seen the young master talk so easily, right?

"Xia Chutang, I'm warning you, don't joke about this kind of thing."

Song Xu's eyes were bloodshot, with a hint of ferocity: "If you dare to drink with these random people again, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

Xia Chutang rolled her eyes and rubbed her wrist: "Don't scare me. I'm not intimidated. If I can't soften my makeup after I wait, then the black gold business will be bad tonight, so don't blame me."

She remembered that when she was working in her previous life, the Song Xu she saw was a successful man who was neither happy nor angry, and looked particularly deep and steady.

Why was Sung Wook such a middle-class kid when he was a teenager?

Song Xu gritted his teeth angrily and shook his fist randomly twice in the air.

Turning around to face the girl's slightly provocative look, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "Xia Chutang, don't joke about this kind of thing, okay?"

"If you want to drink, come here and drink as much as you want."

Xia Chutang was about to give it up when she heard the middle school boy denying what he just said: "No, you can't drink casually. Drinking is not good for your health. You are a girl, let alone drink casually. Xia Chutang, can you? drink?"

Cheng Dehai: "..."

"Song Xu, you are sick."

Xia Chutang returned the makeup case and pushed the boy away: "Don't block my work."

Xia Chutang carried the box into the dressing room.

Song Xu subconsciously wanted to follow, but was stopped by Cheng Dehai: "Master, it's not appropriate for you to go in."

"Xia Chutang, I'll wait for you outside."

Song Xu was a little reluctant and shouted: "What drink do you want to drink?"

There was no reply from inside.

Song Xu frowned: "Why don't you speak?"

"Xia Chutang! If you don't answer, I will go in!"

The next second, the dressing room door opened.

Xia Chutang was speechless and asked, "Song Xu, can you please stop getting sick?"

Just now Cheng Dehai said tonight was so important, why could Song Xu still go crazy here?

"I'm not sick. I just asked you what to drink." Song Xu's tone softened.

The boy in front of him changed from a rampaging wolf to a pitiful canine in the blink of an eye.

Xia Chutang lost his temper.

"Prepare a glass of juice for me. And don't knock on the door. Otherwise I really won't be able to transform so many people."

"Okay! Then I'll wait for you at the bar. Hurry up."

"..."

Song Xu hummed and walked towards the bar, not looking as irritable as before.

Cheng Dehai was amazed at what he saw, but also felt helpless, and reminded, "Master, I heard that the second master and the second young master Song Yu are here."

"Then why are you nervous?"

Song Xu's face was full of disdain, "Two losers."

"No matter how useless they are, if there is news that your management is not good, it means that you have lost the qualification to compete for the head of the Song family."

Cheng Dehai was very nervous: "This is why I don't want you to open black gold here."

"Don't worry. I'm prepared."

The mole at the end of Song Xu's eyes moved slightly, making him look extremely coquettish: "If they dare to talk nonsense, they don't have to go back."

Cheng Dehai: "..."

……

On the other side, Mr. Qiao, the person in charge of Tianlong D Bar, was looking at the recent sales in the store.

The more he looked at him, the darker his face became. After twirling the cigar in his hand a few times, he said, "Ayi, the business here has been so bad recently, do you have any ideas?"

"Brother Qiao, Black Gold has had a great impact on us since it opened."

Zhang Zhiyi bowed and replied: "Last time Chen Dong took away another batch of wine girls, so..."

"Chen Dong, that bastard, find him quickly! Take my people to the other side, it's a shame he can think of it!"

Zhang Zhiyi lowered his hands in front of him, nodded respectfully, and thought to himself: Chen Dong has disappeared for a while. I don't know who he offended, but he must have been dealt with.

Maybe they all turned into bones somewhere.

Just as I was thinking about it, a boy suddenly ran in from outside and whispered to Brother Qiao who was sitting on the chair.

"Go bring people in."

Brother Qiao took a puff of his cigar and sneered: "Ayi, my wish came true. Just as I was talking about looking for Chen Dong, he came to the door by himself."

Chen Dong is here? Zhang Zhiyi's eyelids twitched and he smiled, "Master Qiao, you are Chrysostom, you can do whatever you want."

Soon, a man in ragged clothes and unkempt hair was brought to "Master Qiao".

The clothes on this man were torn into strips of cloth, and the exposed skin on his body was covered in blood and mud. He looked like a savage who had escaped from some deep mountain forest.

"Are you Chen Dong?"

"Uh-huh--"

The man nodded vigorously and patted his chest, indicating that he was Chen Dong.

"Ayi, look what's going on with him?" Mr. Qiao commanded with a frown.

Zhang Zhiyi pinched his nose and went over, pinched the man's face with his hands and took a look.

It's really Chen Dong's disgusting face.

"Why are not you talking?"

"Abba——ah——"

Chen Dong took the initiative to open his mouth and pointed at the empty mouth.

"You...where's your tongue?"

Even though Zhang Zhiyi had seen many despicable methods, he was shocked by Chen Dong's misery.

Chen Dong gestured for paper and pen.

Soon, he lay on the ground and wrote the word "black gold".

"You mean, the boss of Heijin made you behave like this?" Mr. Qiao asked, narrowing his eyes.

Chen Dong nodded vigorously, gestured with himself with his hands, and kowtowed crazily to the man on the chair, leaving blood marks on the floor where he knocked.

"You want me to avenge you?"

Mr. Qiao understood what Chen Dong meant, raised his head and said to the subordinates on the side: "Ayi, you will take people to Heijin tonight and ask them how Chen Dong calculates this account."