134 Ill Be Waiting At Luos Workshop (1/2)
The factory director, Jiang Yongchun, didn't turn down Xiao Luo's request for a meeting. His men led Xiao Luo to his office. Without even asking him to have a seat, Jiang Yongchun went hard at Xiao Luo, ”Mr. Xiao, so you're some wise guy, huh? Manipulating Mr. Chen and the other buyers into your scheme and forcing them to sign contracts with Luo's Workshop. Now you've even got their orders for Mid-autumn Festival. Awesome strategy, awesome strategy indeed!”
His physical appearance could best be described as full; he had chubby cheeks and small slits for eyes. As he stared at Xiao Luo with displeasure, he looked a mean and vicious figure. Being Taste Buds' most loyal customer, his hostility was understandable. The only reason he agreed to meet was to insult Xiao Luo in his face. He was venting out his anger on Taste Buds and Fang Changlei's behalf, on account of his close relationship with them.
”Mr. Jiang, you don't have to be so hostile. I'm here today to talk about business. As businessmen, revenue is our top priority. Let's set aside all personal matters.”
Xiao Luo smiled. He then took the contract from Luo Qi, waving it in front of Jiang Yongchun, and gently placed it on his desk. ”What you can get for 500 thousand dollars' worth at Taste Buds, you can purchase with just 450 thousand dollars buying from us.” Xiao Luo said, appealing to his business logic. ”Perhaps 50 thousand may account for nothing in your eyes, but even a fly is worth something, no matter how small it might be, right? Mr. Jiang, why don't you consider giving your orders to Luo's Workshop?”
”Giving you my orders? Ridiculous! I go back a long way with Taste Buds. Friendship is not something to trifle with, in my book. Luo's Workshop, you're nothing in my eyes!”
Jiang Yongchun threw a tantrum, yelling, he grabbed the contract and flung it at Xiao Luo. The thick document came apart midair, and for a brief moment, a flight of paper floated dramatically right in front of Xiao Luo, before settling chaotically all over him.
Looking on, Luo Qi was thoroughly miffed at how Jiang was treating her boss. When she started work at Luo's Workshop, she'd stay in the back of house researching on all sorts of pastries. Luo Qi seldom had any contact with other bosses in the market. Now that she was following Xiao Luo around, she had gained a more in-depth understanding of the characters of these wealthy bosses. They behaved just like gangsters, insulting others as they like, and getting their way when it suited them.
”Mr. Jiang, this temper of yours will not do you any good!”
Despite having the contract thrown right in the face, Xiao Luo maintained a cocky smile on his face. He hid his chagrin and contained the instinctive urge to kick the old geezer up his behind. On any other day, that would undoubtedly have been the outcome, but he was, after all, only there to conduct business.
”I get heated up just looking at your face, little boy. Do you know what kind of friendship I have with Mr. Fang? You want me to do business with Luo's Workshop? Who the f*ck you think you are? What makes you think you can challenge Mr. Fang when your pubic hair isn't even done growing yet? Do you think you can get away with that? Not just Mr. Fang, even I, Jiang Yongchun, can smash Luo's Workshop up like it's child's play! Don't mess with us!”
Jiang Yongchun pointed his finger aggressively at both of them. ”You and your little b*tch, get out of here, now! Don't come and provoke me ever again, or else I'll let Luo's Workshop have a taste of my wrath!” He warned them with genuine menace.
It made him feel superior, humiliating Xiao Luo the way he did. It would be something to boast about when the boys got together.
Xiao Luo shook his head, and said to him in feigned concern, ”Mr. Jiang, if I guessed correctly, you've passed out three days ago without any apparent reason, am I correct?”
As soon as he said that, Jiang Yongchun drew back, but managed to hide his shock somewhat. ”What did you just say? Are you investigating me?”
In truth, Jiang Yongchun was aghast that Xiao even knew about it. He did indeed pass out three days ago. It happened at his home for no apparent reason. He immediately went to the hospital for examination and found nothing. They only said that he might have squatted for too long and that, combined with his low blood pressure, had caused an oxygen deficiency in his brain. These ultimately resulted in him passing out temporarily. Only Jiang and his wife knew about this matter, and there was no way an outsider could've learned about that. So, from where did Xiao Luo hear it?
Xiao Luo didn't provide him with a straightforward answer. He looked at his face and said knowledgeably, ”Gassy stomach, fatigued body, deepened voice, short of breath during movements, prone to sweating, palpitations, pale appearance: all of these are indications that you're sick. What's more, this isn't some minor illness. It's a condition serious enough to kill you.”
”What nonsense are you talking about? I am very much in pink!”
While he was saying that, his disposition betrayed his false confidence. What Xiao Luo had just pointed out were precisely the symptoms he had been showing lately.
”Is that so?”