Chapter 46: White-Headed Uncle Shows Goodwill

Not long after Thirteen Sister returned, she called Chen Mo.

White-Headed Uncle had reserved a table at Fushun Restaurant, inviting Thirteen Sister and Chen Mo to dinner together at seven o'clock that evening.

Chen Mo arrived punctually with Thirteen Sister.

White-Headed Uncle had arrived early with Golden-Haired Tiger Sha Meng and Sang Bo, waiting in the private room.

"Uncle Ben, long time no see!"

Thirteen Sister walked forward warmly; she had always had a good relationship with White-Headed Uncle.

White-Headed Uncle stood up with a smile, gave Thirteen Sister a warm hug, and gently patted her on the back.

"Thirteen Sister, it really has been a long time. You never think to visit this old man when you have time. Tonight, no one leaves without getting drunk!"

"Sure, no problem. Tonight I'll definitely drink happily with Uncle Ben!"

After White-Headed Uncle held Thirteen Sister's hand and sat down, he turned his gaze to Chen Mo behind her.

"This must be your subordinate Chen Mo! Indeed a fine-looking talent!"

"Uncle Ben is too kind. Just call me Ah Mo."

Chen Mo nodded modestly and casually pulled out the chair next to Thirteen Sister and sat down.

Sang Bo, sitting opposite, was glaring at Chen Mo with a resentful look.

However, Chen Mo paid no attention whatsoever to Sang Bo's gaze.

"Ah Mo, my people tell me Sang Bo had a bit of an unpleasant run-in with you last night?"

White-Headed Uncle asked with a smile, his tone carrying not the slightest blame or dissatisfaction.

Chen Mo nodded with a smile: "Just a small matter. I didn't expect it would reach Uncle Ben's ears!"

Sang Bo, hearing Chen Mo call it a small matter, flew into a rage on the spot, stood up directly, and slammed the table: "What small matter? You had someone slap me in the face. Is that a small matter?!"

"Sang Bo, sit down!"

Sha Meng, beside them, stopped Sang Bo's movement, grabbed his arm, and made him sit back down.

Then he looked at Chen Mo and said coldly: "Chen Mo, Sang Bo is one of us from Dongxing, after all."

"He went to your establishment to have fun. Not only did you throw him out, you even had someone slap him in the face. Isn't that going too far?"

"Golden-Haired Tiger, right? Sang Bo came to my bar to cause trouble. However I handle it is no problem, is it?"

"Never mind just slapping him a few times — even if I broke his legs, he'd have to take it!"

Facing White-Headed Uncle, Chen Mo could be a bit more amiable for Thirteen Sister's sake.

As for anyone else — whoever they were, he didn't care!

"You—!" Sha Meng slammed the table and was about to stand up.

White-Headed Uncle immediately spoke up to stop Sha Meng and Sang Bo: "Sha Meng, Sang Bo, both of you behave."

"Ah Mo!" Thirteen Sister likewise gave Chen Mo a soft rebuke.

Seeing both leaders speak up, the three of them quieted down.

White-Headed Uncle looked at Chen Mo with a smile: "Thirteen Sister and I go back how many years? Great Prosperity and Dongxing are both decades-old triad societies on Gangdao. There's no need for everyone to let things get so tense."

"Although Sang Bo lost some face, he was the one who went to cause trouble in the first place. Sang Bo wasn't hurt, and your bar didn't suffer any losses, Ah Mo. How about we let this matter go?"

Before Chen Mo could say anything, Sang Bo objected first: "Uncle Ben, how can this work! How am I supposed to make a living in the underworld like this!"

Hearing Sang Bo's words, White-Headed Uncle slowly turned to look at Sang Bo, the smile on his face gradually disappearing.

"Sang Bo, you're not satisfied with my arrangement?"

Sang Bo seemed to realize only belatedly who had just spoken.

A layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, and his arrogant attitude instantly deflated.

"N-no... I wouldn't dare. Whatever Uncle Ben says goes!"

Currently, Dongxing's Dragon Head, Camel, was still in Holland. On Gangdao, White-Headed Uncle's word was law.

Who would dare not listen to him?

White-Headed Uncle turned his gaze back to Chen Mo, the smile returning to his face.

"Ah Mo, what do you say?"

"Uncle Ben, you're a senior. Since you've put it that way, of course I have no objections."

Though Chen Mo didn't know what White-Headed Uncle was planning, there was no need to slight his face.

Besides, he hadn't suffered any losses to begin with, nor did he intend to keep feuding with Dongxing.

"Good. Let's have them serve the food. You'll all share a drink together later — laugh and let bygones be bygones!"

Seeing that Chen Mo knew his place, White-Headed Uncle was quite satisfied and smilingly told someone to call the waiter to serve the food.

The waiter served the food quickly, then brought a bottle of red wine and handed it to White-Headed Uncle.

"Today we drink red wine!" White-Headed Uncle said with a smile as he took the bottle.

Thirteen Sister looked surprised: "Drinking red wine is a bit of a waste. I only understand Ribena!"

"No matter, I don't really understand it either." White-Headed Uncle smiled as he showed the label to Thirteen Sister beside him.

"This is an '82 Mouton — drink one bottle and there's one fewer. Guess how much it costs?"

Thirteen Sister shook her head, and the others didn't chime in.

White-Headed Uncle continued: "Thirty thousand dollars!"

"Wow— that expensive? How are people like us worthy of drinking such fine red wine!" Thirteen Sister put on an exaggerated look.

"What's this about worthy or not? On Gangdao, as long as you have money, you can drink whatever you want. Money is what matters most."

White-Headed Uncle opened the bottle, poured a glass each for Thirteen Sister and himself, then set the bottle down on the table.

"Pour your own. We've all gotten to know each other through this little clash. Share a drink together, and from now on we're friends!"

Sha Meng and Sang Bo obediently poured wine into their own glasses, and Chen Mo likewise poured himself a glass.

A bottle of wine priced at thirty thousand, Chen Mo has never drunk it in his two lifetimes; not drinking it would be wasting it, anyway it's not his own money.

Sha Meng and Sang Bo raised their wine glasses toward Chen Mo, and Chen Mo likewise raised his glass in return.

However, neither side showed much of a smile, and no one spoke.

Bai Tou Weng seeing the three having drunk the wine, said with a smiling face: "Alright, past matters are written off; from now on no one can bring up old scores. Everyone, eat! Eat!"

After eating for a while, the red wine was also finished.

Bai Tou Weng smiled and asked Shi San Mei: "Shi San Mei, how does this bottle of wine taste?"

"Uncle, a bottle of wine costing over thirty thousand is definitely delicious! However, such a rare wine, letting me drink it feels a bit wasteful." Shi San Mei said flatteringly.

"What's so rare about it? As long as you have money, you can drink it anytime."

Bai Tou Weng's expression relaxed, then he turned his gaze to Chen Mo.

"Chen Mo, how do you find the taste of this wine?"

"The wine you brought out, Uncle, is certainly top-notch."

Chen Mo said flatteringly.

Actually, even though Chen Mo hasn't drunk much wine, he knows that wine needs to be aerated before drinking.

Opening the bottle and drinking it straight, even if it's a thirty-thousand-dollar bottle, Chen Mo only feels it sour and astringent.

"Hahaha." Bai Tou Weng burst out laughing, "If you like it, I have more at home; I'll give you a few bottles."

"Uncle, I can't accept a reward for no service; I'd better decline." Chen Mo said, declining.

Before figuring out Bai Tou Weng's intentions, Chen Mo dared not casually accept his gifts.

Bai Tou Weng waved his hand and said: "It's just a few bottles of wine, not worth mentioning. I like capable young people like you; we can keep in touch more in the future!"

After saying that, Bai Tou Weng turned his head to ask Shi San Mei: "Shi San Mei, you now have a capable underling like Chen Mo under you, and your territory is big; are you interested in doing business together with me?"

Shi San Mei glanced at Chen Mo without changing her expression.

Then she looked at Bai Tou Weng and said: "Uncle, you know the rules of our Great Prosperity."