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Chapter 314 Overlord's Meal

At night, the Shenzhen market is still a bit noisy.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Although there are few people on the street, many late-night snack stalls are still busy.

Sitting at a stall at a night market, David Yu wiped his mouth and ordered a bowl of herbal tea to rinse his mouth.

Aunt Hua smiled and gave two chicken legs to the two of them, indicating that she would not accept Chu Tianyao's money.

"You kid, since when did you become familiar with a food stall proprietress?"

David Yu looked at the plump and juicy chicken legs and couldn't help but become greedy.

"The Man-Han Banquet just now wasn't enough for you?"

Looking at David Yu's appearance, Chu Tianyao said with a joking smile.

"I'm not telling you, the Manchu-Han banquet is just a fake, it's really not as good as this bowl of authentic Cantonese fried rice noodles."

While talking, David Yu had already picked up the chicken drumstick.

"By the way, I saw that when Zheng Peng agreed to cooperate with you, Sun Chongming next to him seemed to have an unpleasant look on his face. Is this going to be a shame?"

David Yu said suddenly.

In the hotel private room before, although Zheng Peng agreed to Chu Tianyao's request for cooperation, the two did not sign the contract in black and white, and the other party would probably regret it.

"Zheng Peng's garment factory is cooperating with large companies, and his factory is currently facing a tight production schedule. It would definitely not be cost-effective to take out the production line to do OEM processing for me at this time, and I can't blame Sun Chongming for his ugly face.

"

Chu Tianyao explained.

However, he was not worried that Zheng Peng would go back on his word. After several contacts, he found that Zheng Peng was not the kind of person who goes back on his word.

Of course, in Zheng Peng's view, Chu Tianyao's so-called technological products were probably just a small effort and would not occupy much of his production line, which is why he agreed so readily at that time.

David Yu couldn't help but sigh, feeling quite sorry.

"Hey, it's a pity. It's not easy to make Zheng Peng owe you a big favor, and you just let it go to waste like this."

In David's opinion, it is precisely because Zheng Peng is a man who keeps his promises that the favors he personally promised are extremely precious.

Looking at the entire Shenzhen city, with Zheng Peng's net worth and status, no matter how many people wanted to curry favor with Zheng Peng, Chu Tianyao could have done more with this favor.

"If a human heart is not enough, a snake can swallow an elephant, or I will choke you to death!"

After glaring at David Yu who was still chewing on the chicken legs, Chu Tianyao laughed and cursed.

Zheng Peng kept his promise, but this does not mean that the other party is a fool.

Favor is nothing more than a blank check. Whether it can be cashed depends on the other party's weighing the pros and cons.

If he didn't value Chu Tianyao's ability and wanted to recruit him under his command, I'm afraid the favor David mentioned would not have any effect at all.

In Chu Tianyao's view, using this small favor to solve the production problem of Beibeijia is the best choice.

"I, Old Mother Diulei, how dare you eat Bawang Meal in my shop."

Speaking a local dialect, a stall owner with round arms and waist suddenly grabbed a young man and threw him out of the food stall.

"Brothers, give this kid a good beating and let him know the consequences of coming to my Lei Laowu restaurant to eat Bawang meal."

As soon as the stall owner said the words, two big-looking guys walked out of the shop. Without saying a word, they punched and kicked the drunk guy on the ground.

"Don't fight, don't fight...I'm not a meal lord. I'll give you the money in two days."

Perhaps because of the pain, the drunken young man suddenly sobered up a bit, and immediately covered his face and begged the stall owner for mercy.

At this time, all the guests in the night market were watching the excitement curiously, but obviously no one planned to meddle in other people's business.

After all, this kind of phenomenon of eating a king's meal is not uncommon in night market stalls, and the owners of these stalls also have their own ways of dealing with it.

You can't survive on this street if you are soft-hearted.

"My ears are ringing with these words... Hit me, don't stop!"

The stall owner had a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the gangsters squatting on the street corner. He said with a hint of warning: "This is what you get for freeloading at my Lei Laowu shop!"

One of the rules of survival for night market owners is not to be soft-hearted towards freeloaders.

If we let this guy go easily today, his shop will be full of gangsters eating Overlord meals tomorrow.

"It's not that I don't have money, my money has been defrauded...Don't, don't fight!"

After rolling on the ground twice, the drunkenness had completely dissipated. The young man kept struggling and begging for mercy. He was also punched in the corner of the mouth, scratching his skin.

At the herbal tea stall.

Aunt Hua also saw this scene, with a bit of hesitation in her eyes, but she still stretched her right hand towards the drawer where the money was kept.

At this time, Chu Tianyao, who was sitting at the table, raised his lips slightly, stood up and walked over.

"Okay, this kid's meal money is mine. If the fight continues, it will be bad for everyone if someone is killed."

Chu Tianyao stretched out his hand and grabbed the two men who were about to punch.

As he spoke, he took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and patted it into the hand of one of them.

"Boss, do you see this?"

The man took the money and quickly ran to Lei Laowu.

Lei Laowu casually took out a hundred yuan to pay the bill, and Lei Laowu couldn't help but glanced at Chu Tianyao in surprise.

Seeing that Chu Tianyao was wearing a straight suit, he looked like he was no ordinary person. He took the banknotes and glared at the boy lying on the ground eating the Overlord meal.

"Young man, you are lucky, the God of Wealth will protect you from disaster today!"

After saying that, Lei Laowu nodded, and the two clerks in the store also went back.

During the venue, many people's eyes also fell on Chu Tianyao.

These days, it's rare to see people with such kind intentions, especially in places like Shenzhen.

"Can you still move?"

Chu Tianyao stood there and looked down at the guy lying at his feet.

The other person was young and looked similar to Chu Tianyao, in his early twenties. Although the clothes on his body were a little tattered, he still looked like a decent suit.

This young man does not look like the kind of street gangster who eats and drinks, which is why Chu Tianyao wants to help.

Perhaps, this is another young man whose dream was shattered in Shenzhen City.

"I-I'm fine!"

Hu Zhibiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a breath of pain, then nodded, and stood up with Chu Tianyao's help.

"Boss, thank you very much just now. I owe you the money for this meal, and I will definitely pay it back someday."

Speaking of this, Hu Zhibiao couldn't help but his expression froze, and then there was a bit of loss in his eyes.

He is penniless now, so what can he use to pay back the money?

"Okay, if you don't mind, come and sit here!"

Chu Tianyao was not very interested in this guy at first, but when he saw Aunt Hua holding a medicine box and waving at him, he called this guy over.

"Eh?"

When he first heard Chu Tianyao's invitation, Hu Zhibiao was still a little dazed. It was obvious that Chu Tianyao turned around and walked to a stall, and he quickly followed.


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