Jiang Xiaofan threw away the Dragon King Token in his hand and looked at Po Jun impatiently: "If you don't want it, I'll melt it later and find a gold shop to sell it."
"you!"
Po Jun's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he took a deep breath: "I want it!"
"okay."
Jiang Xiaofan immediately put on a smile and said quickly: "Today's gold price is 342 yuan per gram. This brand costs at least 500 grams, so the total price is..."
"One hundred and seventy-one thousand yuan." Su Yunhe said at the right time.
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and nodded: "I'll give you a little discount, let's pay it at 300,000 yuan."
Po Jun staggered for a moment and said angrily: "Don't bully me too much. It's obviously 170,000 yuan, how come the discount turned into 300,000 yuan?"
Jiang Xiaofan explained patiently: "If someone picks up a mobile phone, there is still a hard-earned fee. Your Dragon King Token is so valuable, why don't you show me your gratitude?"
A layer of anger appeared on Po Jun's feminine face.
He had never suffered such grievances, but when he saw Zhong Yue staring at him eagerly, he could only grit his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give you three hundred thousand, we only have cash."
Jiang Xiaofan corrected him seriously: "You made a mistake, it's not 300,000, it's 2.2 million in total."
Po Jun was furious: "Don't push yourself too far!"
Jiang Xiaofan poured out the IOU from the carton, pointed at Huang Si and sneered: "This is the IOU he paid for free food and drinks in the restaurant. The total is 1.9 million. If you don't believe me, just ask."
Po Jun looked at Huang Si angrily, Huang Si curled his neck and nodded.
"Trash!" Po Jun yelled and kicked Huang Si out of the restaurant.
Huang Si wiped the ground and slid four or five meters away, grunting on the ground like a dead dog.
Jiang Xiaofan glanced at Huang Si, then turned to look at Po Jun and said suspiciously: "Don't you, the Golden Dragon Gang, want to kill people and silence them and not pay back your debts?"
"I will pay you back the money! You were the first person to ask for a debt from our Golden Dragon Gang, and I will remember you." Po Jun gritted his molars and said word by word.
Jiang Xiaofan suddenly grinned and gave a thumbs up to Po Jun: "Yes, you are responsible! Look at the Golden Arowana for cooking oil, and look at the Golden Dragon Gang for the gangs!"
"Go get the money." Po Jun said in a hoarse voice.
Several gangsters immediately turned around and ran out of the restaurant.
Po Jun looked at Jiang Xiaofan coldly. In his heart, Jiang Xiaofan was already a dead person.
In these years in Jinyang City, no one has been able to offend the Golden Dragon Gang and retreat completely. Even the Zhong family does not dare to be so arrogant.
Jiang Xiaofan still had a playful smile on his face, as if he didn't see Po Jun's eyes.
In his eyes, the arena is not about fighting and killing, but about making money, making money, making money.
But whoever dares to blackmail his money will be killed.
Not long after, the gangsters came back carrying two large suitcases with great difficulty.
Jiang Xiaofan and Su Yunhe counted the money and found that a full 2.2 million was quite a lot.
Jiang Xiaofan was so happy that he couldn't help but throw the Dragon King Order to Po Jun and said enthusiastically: "You are welcome to continue sending people to me with the Dragon King Order."
When Po Jun heard this, he immediately said angrily: "Have you finally admitted that you were the one who killed Greedy Wolf?"
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes slowly turned cold: "So, you admit that you sent people to kill me?"
"I hope you have the life to take the money and the life to spend it." Po Jun said in a gloomy tone without admitting or denying.
He turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
Zhong Yue suddenly stopped him and said, "I don't care what your Jinlong Gang does, but Brother Jiang is a friend of my Zhong family, and I don't want to see any problems with his restaurant."
"I will convey your words to the Dragon King exactly as they are. I hope Mr. Zhong knows what you have done." Po Jun threatened.
Zhong Yue looked calm and calm: "This is what my old man meant."
Po Jun was shocked, looked at Jiang Xiaofan deeply, and left the restaurant without saying a word.
After Po Jun left, Jiang Xiaofan counted out 2.1 million, filled two full suitcases, and handed them to Chu Yao, who was already frightened: "Boss Chu, there are 2.1 million in total, count them.
Once again, this will be my restaurant from now on."
Chu Yao just woke up from a dream and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Boss Jiang, don't count, I, I believe you."
The scene just now was like a dream, and his head was still groggy. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaofan not only came to pay the bill, but also scared Fourth Master Huang away.
No, it’s not just Mr. Huang, but also the legendary Golden Dragon Gang Po Jun.
Even the Zhong family in Jinyang City, which was flourishing, were friends of Jiang Xiaofan.
Chu Yao couldn't help but feel weak in his legs when he thought about how he was gloating about his misfortune just now. The young man in front of him was like a dragon crossing the river.
Jiang Xiaofan was in a good mood after paying the rent for the restaurant.
I got 1.9 million from the white note, and 300,000 from the Dragon King order, for a total of 2.2 million.
Excluding the 2.1 million yuan in restaurant rent, not only did he not go out at all, he also made a net profit of 100,000 yuan.
Of course, there is also a restaurant.
"It's only 100,000, which is a bit small." Jiang Xiaofan looked at Chu Yao's two large suitcases, then looked at the ten piles of money in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Chu Yao suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground.
He thought sadly and angrily, not only did you not go out to spend money, but you also made a net profit of 100,000 and opened a restaurant. Isn't that enough?
It's really irritating to see people compare to each other.
"By the way, remember to pay those migrant workers." Jiang Xiaofan's voice suddenly came from behind.
Chu Yao was so frightened that he trembled and quickly promised: "Don't worry, Boss Jiang, I will pay them their wages now. Not only the wages, but also the interest."
He could see that Jiang Xiaofan had an unusual relationship with those migrant workers, so he took advantage of the interest.
"Well, be sensible, let's go."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and waved, and Chu Yao immediately ran away with his suitcase as if he had been granted amnesty.
When the restaurant was completely clean, Jiang Xiaofan looked at Zhong Yue gratefully: "Director Zhong, thank you for helping me get rid of Po Jun and helping me find this restaurant."
Zhong Yue laughed and said, "Brother Jiang, you are so humble. Even if I don't take action today, Po Jun and the others are no match for you."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled without comment.
He suddenly asked curiously: "I just saw you fighting against Po Jun. It seems that you haven't broken through to the half-step master yet?"
Zhong Yue said sheepishly: "I feel it's still a little bit off, I still need time to polish it off."
Jiang Xiaofan frowned: "It shouldn't be."
He looked at Zhong Yue carefully and finally discovered the problem: "Director Zhong, you didn't use that red blood vermilion fruit?"
Zhong Yue shook his head: "It's not used yet. I plan to keep it for my daughter. She is leading a team to Japan to participate in martial arts exchanges and will be back in the next two days."
When he thought of the red-blooded vermillion fruit, Zhong Yue couldn't help but feel excited.
At first they didn't recognize the red-blooded vermilion fruit, thinking it was just a slightly better wild medicinal fruit. Later, it was their father who read through ancient family books and finally understood the medicinal effects of the red-blooded vermilion fruit.
Jiang Xiaofan actually gave them such a rare treasure, which made them a little flattered.
It was precisely for this reason that when he heard that Jiang Xiaofan had decided on a restaurant, he immediately rushed over to celebrate.