Chapter 740 — Sent Back

"Sorry about that, I went into the wrong room. Um... this meal is on me, my treat!" Baldy President Wu was no fool. He knew that in a situation like this, if he still couldn't figure out which way the wind was blowing, he'd be waiting for his own funeral!

A man even Li Cihua couldn't afford to offend — what standing did a baldy President Wu have to dare provoke him?

"All right, you'd better get going, don't disturb our meal!" Mama Tang waved her hand, borrowing the tiger's ferocity to play the fox, signaling that baldy President Wu could leave now. She was feeling mighty pleased with herself. Not convinced? Go on, bring your men! So what? Weren't they scared off by my son-in-law all the same?

And what of Li Cihua? A man of great renown in Songshan City, a figure of legend in Mama Tang's eyes not so long ago — and now he looked like nothing but a coward! Mama Tang thought to herself that she'd be one of Songshan City's elite from now on; even Li Cihua was no match for her!

Baldy President Wu hurriedly turned and left. Once out the door, he slunk back to his own table, thoroughly humiliated.

"President Wu, what was that all about just now? How come Brother Cihua came and left right away?" Xiaoli hadn't gone along earlier and still didn't understand the situation.

"Don't even mention it! We're in trouble this time — ran into some big shot even Brother Cihua doesn't dare cross. Best to just take our lumps!" Baldy President Wu was at least a realist; knowing he was outmatched, he didn't try to put up a front: "Waiter!"

The waiter hurried over. They'd seen the commotion baldy President Wu had kicked up earlier, but since neither party involved had said anything about it, they weren't about to stir up trouble.

"Sir, may I help you with something?" the waiter asked quickly.

"That private room's bill — put it on my tab!" Baldy President Wu pointed toward Wei Zhao's private room, then said to the waiter.

The waiter was taken aback. Earlier, baldy President Wu had clearly gone to that private room looking for trouble — so why was he now offering to pay their bill? But whatever was going on, it was none of his business. Startled as he was, he quickly nodded: "Certainly, sir!"

Only after the waiter had gone did baldy President Wu breathe a sigh of relief: "Damn it, if I'd known the people in that room were this formidable, I'd never have gone looking for trouble. Isn't this just asking for it for no reason!"

"What?" Xiaoli's spirits sank at once. Someone even Li Cihua couldn't afford to offend — what did they have to provoke him with? But now she was a little frightened: "President Wu, they won't come after us, will they?"

"They shouldn't. We're small fry. If he's after anyone, it's Li Cihua. They don't even know who we are!" Baldy President Wu was taking it philosophically.

"I think we'd better get out of here fast, not stay around. What if they come out in a bit and see us still here — what if they give us trouble?" Xiaoli was still worried.

"If we leave, who's going to pay their bill?" Baldy President Wu said. "I was very sincere just now, and they didn't come down on me. Clearly they don't consider me worth their attention at all, so there's nothing to fear. Let's just keep eating!"

How could Xiaoli possibly eat? After a few sips of her drink, she just sat in her seat waiting for Wei Zhao and the others to finish. Baldy President Wu was the same, sitting on pins and needles, just waiting for Wei Zhao and company to hurry up and finish...

Li Cihua got into his car the moment he stepped outside and headed straight for the hospital. Su Jiaonang naturally knew who Wei Zhao was, and also knew that it was because of this man that Li Cihua and Young Master Bing had been in a towering rage these past few days.

"Brother Cihua, are we really going to get him the silver needle? Doesn't that just weaken our position?" Su Jiaonang hadn't expected Li Cihua to actually go retrieve the silver needle.

"What else can we do? Until we figure out how to deal with this kid, we've got no choice but to adopt a soft, appeasing approach. Don't provoke him!" Li Cihua sighed. He felt utterly stifled. Ever since he'd attached himself to the Zhao family and made his fortune in Songshan City, he had never been this stifled! But there was no help for it now. Of the good men at his side, some had been beaten to death by Wei Zhao, the rest wounded. Even the Medicine King he'd brought in was useless — he'd tried to poison the man, and it had been seen through. How was he supposed to fight someone like that?

Su Jiaonang figured that made sense. What choice did they have but to play weak? If you can't beat them, you just have to take the bullying.

Li Cihua had Su Jiaonang go to the hospital to retrieve the silver needle, and then he returned once more to the restaurant from before.

Baldy President Wu was waiting for Wei Zhao to finish dinner so he could settle the bill, but Wei Zhao hadn't finished — instead, he'd waited Li Cihua right back to the restaurant! At the sight of Li Cihua, baldy President Wu was instantly overjoyed. Surely Li Cihua hadn't brought men to take revenge?

But looking more closely, that didn't seem to be the case at all! This time only Li Cihua and Su Jiaonang had entered the restaurant — all those underlings from before were gone!

Baldy President Wu hurriedly rose to greet Li Cihua, but Li Cihua waved him off with a hint of impatience.

Li Cihua arrived at the door of Wei Zhao's private room, knocked cautiously, and only entered after receiving permission from within.

"Wei Zhao, I've brought the silver needle." Li Cihua set the needle on the table, gritting his teeth.

"Oh, thank you. You can go now." Wei Zhao nodded. "By the way, thanks also for the three million yesterday. It let my girlfriend's family buy a big house."

"Don't mention it, don't mention it..." Li Cihua felt his face burning. He was supposed to be somebody, and yet here he was being treated like a clown.

Li Cihua scarcely knew how he made it out of the restaurant. How humiliating! Absolutely humiliating beyond words! If only he had never come — not only had he failed to do anything to Wei Zhao, he had been humiliated by the man instead! If this grudge went unavenged, he would never eat or sleep in peace!

Li Cihua decided that once he got back, he would sit down with Young Master Bing and work out how to take revenge on Wei Zhao.

Back at the Geli Fuyun Bar, Li Cihua held nothing back, recounting everything that had happened that day to Young Master Bing, down to the last detail. There was no point worrying about saving face now — he had already lost every last shred of it over this stretch of time.

"This Wei Zhao really is arrogant!" Zhao Qibing frowned after hearing Li Cihua's account. "I came to Songshan City to build something, but with Wei Zhao around, nothing goes smoothly! To this day I haven't earned a single cent — I've only lost money! By the way, how's the Qibing Tower coming along? Is it finished yet?"

"It's finished — we're in the final wrap-up stages now. I hired the most professional construction team in the country; at this speed, it's already as fast as it can be!" Li Cihua said.

"Since we have no way to deal with Wei Zhao for now, let's get the group's business up and running first!" Zhao Qibing said. "As for Wei Zhao, we'll figure something out slowly — there's no rush! The demolition in the shantytown has to keep going! This is the first project we've undertaken; it absolutely has to be done well!"