Chapter 215: Saving the Ruthless Underworld Boss 03

Meng Fuchi originally had a headache today, didn't continue arguing with him, impatiently tapped the sofa edge with his fingers, "It's unnecessary to waste time over a bartender."

Go, find a few hostesses to keep Long Ge company.

He gestured to the people behind him.

"Yes." A Qiang nodded, stood up, and left the private room.

Long Zhen Tian's face was extremely grim; he hadn't expected this person to suddenly meddle, but he still needed to respect him in order to firmly hold onto that casino in A City.

Damn! Consider yourself lucky, kid.

He gulped down a mouthful of wine and cursed Jin Chen.

Meng Fuchi rubbed his temples, his expression unchanged, but lowering his eyes revealed irritable gloom.

His condition was noticed by Jin Chen; the original plot also mentioned that Meng Fuchi had a hidden injury and often suffered headaches.

After thinking, Jin Chen suddenly stood up, poured a cup of wine, and moved closer to Meng Fuchi, leaning slightly.

Thank you, sir, let me pour you a drink.

With the motion of leaning forward, Jin Chen subtly released a bit of spiritual power.

Meng Fuchi originally wanted to refuse and have him leave, but suddenly smelled a rich agarwood scent on him, and instantly felt the needle-like pain in his head ease considerably.

His originally refusing arm paused, he took the cup, then lifted his eyes to look at Jin Chen, as if wanting to confirm, and leaned in to smell again.

This action made him seem to embrace Jin Chen; the few subordinates beside him instantly widened their eyes, faces full of shock.

What did they see! Is this still their aloof boss who avoids carnal relations!

Could it be… could this be the reason the boss is helping this bartender pretty boy out of trouble!

Long Zhen Tian: "……" What does this person mean? Is it that he's taken a liking to me?

It's not an illusion; this person's scent truly eases my headache considerably. Meng Fuchi frowned in surprise, looked up, and saw Jin Chen's face redden: "Sir, your drink is about to spill."

Only then did he notice the wine cup in his hand was about to tilt and fall; he set the cup down and made an affirmative sound.

Just sit here.

Meng Fuchi really didn't want his headache to affect the negotiations, so he simply let Jin Chen sit beside him, as if thinking of something, and added another sentence.

You don't need to accompany me with drinks; just sit and pour my wine.

Okay.

Jin Chen hid his smile, sat beside Meng Fuchi, and said, "I hope I won't disturb you, sir."

No, are you guys sick?

Long Zhen Tian was speechless, pulling the hostess who had leaned in to sit back, seething with anger: "One says he won't accompany drinks, another says he doesn't need it—what are you doing now, performing a monkey's face-change? Shameless!"

His tone was fierce, almost pointing at Jin Chen while cursing.

Jin Chen suppressed his killing intent, his expression growing more aggrieved, seeming fearful as he leaned close to Meng Fuchi: "Sir, I'm a bit afraid; did I do something wrong?"

A Qiang, returning, frowned and narrowed his eyes, giving Jin Chen a strange look.

How does this pretty boy have such a green-tea vibe.

Could the boss actually be falling for this?

A Qiang sat down, took a sip of wine, watching the show, prepared for the boss to push this person away.

Who would have thought Meng Fuchi would be so indulgent, having no intention to push him away: "You didn't do anything wrong; just stay seated."

He had been frequently troubled by accidents lately, busy to the point of dizziness, and hadn't felt this clear-headed for a long time; naturally he didn't want Jin Chen to just be driven out like that.

Meng Fuchi shifted his sitting posture, glanced at Long Ge who had already started moving his hands and feet, his eyes showing no ripple.

Long Ge's earlier meaning, was he wanting ELF to withdraw from the competition for the East District Casino in A City?

What withdrawal or not, everyone now knows that casino's equity was sold to me; although the means weren't upright, you lost, so you lost.

Long Zhen Tian laughed while rubbing the red, swollen mouth of the person in his arms, also not holding a grudge about what just happened.

However, ELF is wealthy and powerful; we also don't want to be your enemy. How about we each take a step back: you help me secure the equity, eliminate those few small gangs, and I'll give you a profit share—funds 30%!

His meaning was just to put in 30% of the funds while still having ELF help clear obstacles.

Meng Fuchi snorted, having negotiated with all sorts of people, always encountering unreasonable demands.

Is Long Ge treating ELF as a fat lamb to be slaughtered?

He still wanted to say something, but then heard a few words come through the bone-conduction earring.

— Boss, there's a highly profitable red-light district on West Street in A City, originally also under Long Zhen Tian's jurisdiction, but he can't beat the gangs vying for it; we might as well seize this area.

Meng Fuchi slightly raised his eyebrows, pondered for a few seconds, and felt it was feasible.

When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were sharp.

Today's discussion ends here; since Long Ge is unwilling to yield on that casino, I have nothing more to say, but as for that plot of land on West Street in A City, ELF won't stand on ceremony.

He seemed not to notice Long Zhen Tian's sudden change in expression, rose, and prepared to leave.

Wait! I've managed that land for so many years! You can't take it away!

Long Zhen Tian put up a brave front, utterly unwilling to yield, though only he himself knew how panicked he was.

He hadn't expected Meng Fuchi to have investigated that place so quickly.

Whether I can take it or not is my ability; no need for you to worry.

Meng Fuchi said while fastening two buttons on his collar, his tone cold, his aura outstanding.

After saying that, he left directly.

Jin Chen naturally followed as well.

All the subordinates beside him stood up, expressionless, facing the opposite side, and followed behind Meng Fuchi as they left.

Long Zhen Tian was so angry he smashed wine bottles straight on, yet could do nothing about it.

Walking straight to the nightclub exit, Meng Fuchi noticed the surrounding agarwood scent had faded; turning his head, he saw Jin Chen at the exit, waving at him.

Thank you, sir, for helping me out of trouble today.

Meng Fuchi: "……"

He frowned vexedly, feeling the headache return.

"What's your name?"

"Jin Chen, I'm Jin Chen."

Jin Chen……

Meng Fuchi's brow twitched, "Is that the Jin Family's young master who's still alive?"

Jin Chen:???

Why is his wife's reaction so strong?

【0731, in the original plot, does Meng Fuchi know the original body's name?】

【No, after he saved the person, he let the original body Jin Chen go, and thereafter they had no further contact.】

Oh my, could the Jin Family's downfall be related to ELF? No way—does this world still have to involve a deep, tragic love with his wife?!

Jin Chen's heart churned, he blinked, his smile bitter, "The Jin Family is bankrupt… there's no young master anymore, sir, just call me Jin Chen."

This is him acknowledging his identity.

Meng Fuchi furrowed his brows even tighter, "Come back with me, this job is too dangerous."

Behind him, A Qiang opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing, just scratched his head, not really understanding the boss's approach.

"But my grandma's previous surgery fees—I borrowed from a loan shark to pay for her treatment… I need money to repay."

Jin Chen lowered his head, "Thank you for your kindness, sir, I'll be careful."

"I'll help you repay the money, come with me." Meng Fuchi said.