Invincible Copy System
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The West District Executive Officer was uneasy; in This City he was someone of status, yet while he stayed silent, his wife wouldn't hold her tongue. I'll have your place torn down…” The Officer's lady still hadn't vented enough and was gearing up for more when her husband clamped a hand over her mouth. Feel free to order whenever you like.” Xu Chao stood respectfully beside Liu Ning, his waiter's uniform making him look like a bell-boy, yet he didn't find it the least bit odd.
“You remember this—no matter how big an official This Fellow is, what I'm saying right Now is imperial decree. Even if our Chairman were here, he'd know exactly what to do. Do you know who Mr. Liu is? He's the Senior Alchemist who sold us those Potions last time. Stop standing around—get those Bodyguards up here. If This Fellow refuses to leave, escort him out by force.”
Xu Chao changed clothes as he spoke. He peeled off the expensive suit and slipped into a waiter's uniform, leaving everyone dumbfounded. After all, Xu Chao was a High-level Official of the entire Group and the CEO's childhood friend. Now, dressed as a waiter, he'd taken sucking up to its absolute pinnacle.
Before long, arguing erupted in the corridor. The West District Executive Officer was uneasy; in This City he was someone of status, yet while he stayed silent, his wife wouldn't hold her tongue.
“What's so special about your Bai family? We followed every rule when We booked this private room, and We're halfway through our meal—Now you want us out? You people are simply lawless! Do you still want to keep this Restaurant open? I'll have your place torn down…”
The Officer's lady still hadn't vented enough and was gearing up for more when her husband clamped a hand over her mouth.
He'd already spotted figures at the far end of the corridor. From their numbers it was obvious they were heading for the very room he'd just vacated. He didn't recognize most of them, but he knew Wang Jun and Zhao Lele—top-tier Young Masters of This City. So who was that Young People in the centre?
Could he be from Central Base City? The West District Executive Officer's heart lurched. Thank heavens he'd yielded the room; these Central Base City Young Masters were not to be trifled with. A single sentence could strip him of his post. He dragged his wife away at once—no trouble here.
Once he saw Wang Jun and Zhao Lele, the Officer's mind was set at ease. Had the other party ranked below him, this matter would never have ended so simply; but yielding his place to These people left him no cause for complaint.
A single rank above crushes the man below—let alone the fact that the elders of both families far outranked him.
“Mr. Liu, please, right this way. All our chefs are ready; We can serve within fifteen minutes. Feel free to order whenever you like.”
Xu Chao stood respectfully beside Liu Ning, his waiter's uniform making him look like a bell-boy, yet he didn't find it the least bit odd. He was merely service staff—only the level of the person he served was rather high.
“I won't look at the menu—arrange it yourself. These are my life-and-death brothers; We've braved the Wilderness together. You know what should be served. See to it they're treated well, or I'll hold you personally accountable.”
Liu Ning couldn't be bothered to pick dishes one by one; convenience was key. Xu Chao was a professional attendant—if he couldn't handle even this much, Bai Jingye would've packed him off long ago.
Xu Chao hurried off to work. He knew that the higher the status, the less time people waste on food; such matters are left to underlings.
Soon, dish after dish arrived—every signature item. Zhao Lele thought nothing of it; Invincible Zhao had brought her here before and they'd eaten the same. The others were stunned; the spread was so lavish they'd never dreamed of such luxury.
They tore into the meat and drank freely. Knowing their mindset, Xu Chao had skipped the delicate fare and sent up Warrior-friendly platters, so they ate with gusto and hearts full of joy.
Wang Jun, seated beside Liu Ning, clinked glasses with him. With no family elders present, drinking was a pleasure; under their gaze every sip required watching their expressions.
“Master, We won't be heading out for a while. As I said, let's open that Gun Club together. If you're free these next couple of days, why don't We go look at premises?”
Had Wang Jun not raised it, Liu Ning would've forgotten. Everyone else kept eating, but they all heard. They admired Liu Ning's marksmanship; a club run by him would pack the house. Sadly, few among them had the credentials to partner with him—only Wang Jun qualified. He deserved the profit.
“I don't have time to tag along. I've my own affairs. Handle it yourself; I've no objections. I'll just drop by one or two days a month to instruct—everything else is yours.”
Liu Ning took a swig as he spoke. Running a business day-to-day was patience he simply didn't possess.
Wang Jun nodded with a wry smile. He'd expected this attitude, yet still wished Liu Ning would care more. Once the club was up it would rival a mint. He'd done the market research and the math: if they could raise efficiency for clients, it would earn far more than hunting Vicious Beasts outside the walls.
“Are you two talking business? I've got an idea too. We could set up a Hypnosis Club—Master's hypnotic skills are incredible. If We turn that into a business, We can lie back and count the money.”
Zhao Lele had been listening with perked ears. She wouldn't butt into guns, but hypnosis was something she had to partner with Liu Ning on.