Chapter 92: Can't Eat Lunch

'I said, Bauer, aren't those guests over there going to order? They've been sitting here for almost two hours, and even a sloth would have finished eating by now. These son of a bitch Chinese people!'

'Manager, they say the guests they are waiting for have not yet arrived, so they do not need to order yet. They also say that if they keep sitting here without ordering, it will affect our normal business, so they are willing to accept a certain amount of financial compensation.'

'Hey! When did these stingy Chinese become so generous? Then we must definitely rip a piece of meat off their asses. I'll ask for $5,000 compensation from them, these suckers!'

'That much? Manager, aren't you afraid they'll call the police?'

'Report the police? It seems that you, Paul, don't know how to deal with these Chinese people. They are most afraid of reporting the police, whether they are in the right or not. As long as we mention reporting the police, they will obediently hand over to us not just 5,000 US dollars, but 50,000 US dollars, if they can afford it. They are just a bunch of pigs waiting to be slaughtered! Haha!'

This is a conversation between the manager and waiter that took place in the Rugen Airline Restaurant. The Rugen Airline Restaurant is the best restaurant in the small town of Rugen. Since Rugen is close to the airport and relatively isolated, there are not many restaurants nearby. The business of the Rugen Airline Restaurant is the best in town, and the Chinese people they refer to as easy targets are Zhou Ming and Lin Muqing.

At this time, Zhou Ming, Lin Muqing and Zhang Lin were sitting at the table closest to the window in the restaurant. There were only three cups of cold coffee on their table, and Lin Muqing kept glancing at her watch, looking a little impatient.

'Zhou Ming, is Mark coming or not? Our appointment was at 11 o'clock noon, and it's already 1 o'clock in the afternoon,' Lin Muqing said angrily.

After listening to Lin Muqing's complaints, Zhou Ming looked up at the clock on the wall, thought for a moment, and said, 'Sister Muqing, don't worry. Maybe Mr. Mark has encountered something and that's why he's delayed.'

'I can understand that. After all, he is also the chairman of an airline company. It's not too much to ask for a phone call to let us know, right?' Lin Muqing said.

Zhou Ming smiled and said to Lin Muqing, 'Sister Muqing, it's fine. Maybe there are some things that can't be notified in time. Anyway, we've already waited for so long, so it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer. Mr. Mark is an old friend of mine, and I'm sure he'll come.'

Lin Muqing looked at Zhou Ming doubtfully, and was about to ask something when Zhou Ming suddenly said, 'Sister Muqing, look, isn't Mr. Mark here?'

Lin Muqing immediately turned around and saw a white man with a full beard get out of the car and then carefully and quickly run into the restaurant.

Zhou Ming took the initiative to stand up and greet Mark, who immediately came to Zhou Ming's seat and sat down. Before Zhou Ming could speak to Lin Muqing, Mark asked first, 'Mr. Zhou Ming, have you offended someone?'

Facing Mark's headless question, both Zhou Ming and Lin Muqing felt very surprised. They had thought that Mark would come over to explain something, but they had never thought that he would just ask such a question without any explanation.

However, after the initial shock, Zhou Ming thought for a moment and asked him back, 'Did someone say something to you?'

Mark nodded and replied, 'Yes, I was going to rush over directly after receiving your call, but I ran into the largest shareholder of Deep Blue Airlines just as I was leaving. He knew that I was here to see you and warned me not to have any contact or cooperate with you, or else the entire Deep Blue Airlines would be in danger.'

'Cooperation with us would endanger the entire Deep Blue Airlines? Mr. Mark, please forgive me for saying so, but this is a big joke,' said Lin Muqing.

'I also thought it was a joke, but he clearly told me that it was true, and said that if I still wanted to continue to cooperate with you, Mr. Zhou Ming, then he would immediately sell all the company's shares in his hands, and not only him, but also other shareholders of the company would sell their holdings for cash.' Mark shook his head helplessly at the end.

'So Mr. Mark, you just gave in?' Lin Muqing asked.

Mark smiled helplessly, 'This lady, I think that in the face of such a situation, most people would make the same decision as I did.'

'I believe that.' Zhou Ming then changed the subject, "It just makes me curious, Mr. Mark, there should be more to your reason than that, shouldn't there?'

'Mr. Zhou Ming is still wise," Mark said, 'My shareholders told me that a big shot is going after you, and he is already mobilising resources to prepare a full-scale attack on you. Under these circumstances, no matter who cooperates with you, it won't end well. Although we all believe that your investment can bring us very considerable returns, it is obviously more important to protect ourselves.'

'So who is going to deal with me? Patriarch Cristo of the Adams family?' asked Zhou Ming.

Mark shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't answer this question because my shareholders haven't told me either. He just said that we can never provoke the person.'

Zhou Ming nodded silently: "I see, so that means we won't be able to have lunch today?'

Mark smiled awkwardly, 'Yes, actually, to be honest, I originally wanted to call you, Mr. Zhou Ming, to tell you, but then I felt that this was a bit disrespectful, so I came to the appointment instead.'

'Thank you very much, Mr. Mark, for your respect for me. Then I think you'd better leave as soon as possible. After all, if there really is someone important who wants to deal with me, and he finds out that we are having lunch face-to-face like this, it may get you into trouble,' Zhou Ming said.

'Mr Zhou Ming, you are a really good person, even at this time, you are still thinking about me. If it weren't for my own lack of ability, I would definitely support you to the end!' Mark said.

'You never know, there might not be this opportunity in the future,' Zhou Ming said.

Then Mark left the restaurant, and the waiter came over immediately and asked, 'Excuse me, sir, your friend has left, would you like to order anything else?'

Zhou Ming shook his head and said, 'I'm sorry, I don't need anything.'

Zhou Ming said, taking out 500 US dollars and handing it to him, 'This 500 US dollars is to pay for the coffee I just had and to compensate you.'

The waiter took the money but laughed, "This Chinese gentleman, you seem to have made a mistake. Our restaurant is the best in Rugen Town, and the loss you have caused us will be very great. At least 5,000 US dollars is needed to compensate.'

'5,000 US dollars? Why don't you just rob a bank?" Lin Muqing exclaimed in surprise.

At this time, the manager of the restaurant also came over. The waiter gave him a brief explanation of the situation, and the manager stepped forward and said, 'Sir and Madam from China, you may not know our restaurant very well. Maliciously sitting here like this has a very bad impact on us, so $5,000 is not too much. Of course, if you have any objections to this compensation amount, you can always choose to call the police, or we can resolve it in court.'

The restaurant manager spoke with his head held high, looking at Zhou Ming with a look of certainty.

Zhou Ming sneered, 'Manager, I have already given you compensation, so if you don't accept it, just call the police. I have things to do and no time to play these kind of silly games with you.'

After saying this, Zhou Ming stood up. The manager reached out to grab Zhou Ming, but was stopped by Zhang Lin.

'Get lost! Don't be a stubborn idiot!'

After Zhou Ming said this to the restaurant manager, he left the restaurant with Lin Muqing and Zhang Lin. The waiter was puzzled when he saw that the manager was not moving and asked, 'So that's it? This doesn't seem to be the same as what you first thought, Manager.'

'What do you know?'

The manager shouted angrily, a little embarrassed. Obviously, he understood that his initial words had been completely belittled by Zhou Ming's earlier words, but he still had to let him go. He thought to his waiter and said, 'That Chinese person is no ordinary person, I can feel it.'

The waiter expressed his surprise, but the manager didn't want to say anymore, just moving his wrist that still slightly ached.

Outside the restaurant, Zhou Ming and Lin Muqing had already returned to the car. Lin Muqing asked Zhou Ming, 'You said that the big shot Mark was talking about just now would be Christo, the patriarch of the Adams family?

Zhou Ming shook his head with a wry smile: 'Sister Muqing, I can't possibly know that either, but from the current situation, there's no one else but him.'

Lin Muqing suddenly thought of something at this time and immediately said, "Right, Zhou Ming, do you remember what Tong Gang said earlier about a problem with his stock account? Do you think it might be related to the situation with Mark?'

Zhou Ming thought for a moment and said, "It's possible. Judging by the time, Tong Gang should have already arrived in New York by now. Sister Muqing, why don't you give him a call and ask?'

Lin Muqing nodded, took out her phone and was about to dial, but first there was an incoming call. Lin Muqing connected immediately, and it was Tong Gang calling. Over the phone, Tong Gang told Zhou Ming that there was a problem with the transfer between his offshore account and the US financial system, and that he needed to go to the bank to sort out the intermediate procedures. The brokerage company said that it might be that accounts with excessive amounts were being monitored, and the specific problem would only be clear once he got to the bank.

'Chairman Tong, which bank did you choose to do the intermediate procedures?' Zhou Ming pursued.

Tong Gang seemed to have anticipated something, and he answered cheerfully, 'Don't worry, Zhou Ming, I know you've been worried about the Adams family. I'm not that stupid. I chose the Bank of California, which has nothing to do with the Adams family.'

Zhou Ming was still not completely relieved: 'I hope that Chairman Tong can finish as soon as possible, after all, some things can easily change if they drag on for too long.'

'Don't worry, I'll speed things up,' Tong Gang said.

After that, Tong Gang hung up the phone. Lin Muqing said to Zhou Ming, 'Although Tong Gang said that he deliberately chose that bank, I still feel that this matter is not that simple.'

'Whether it's simple or not, we'll just have to wait and see how the story develops,' Zhou Ming said.

Lin Muqing looked at Zhou Ming with confusion. Zhou Ming asked her in return, 'Muqing, if you really were determined to deal with me, would you just cause me two problems, or would you cut off all my paths and drive me into a dead end?'

'Of course I would cut off all your paths. Wouldn't that be childish to just cause you trouble?' Lin Muqing said.

'That's the problem,' Zhou Ming said. "Just as Ms. Jela brought us the news, Robert may have persuaded Kristo to turn against us. As the head of the Adams family, I believe his tactics will definitely be much more sophisticated than Robert's. At least he will not play around, but will attack on all fronts and take us down in one fell swoop.'

'So what you're saying, Zhou Ming, is that there will be problems with Li Cheng and Irbedov as well?" Lin Muqing asked.

Before Zhou Ming could say anything, the facts had already given a good answer. Almost as soon as Lin Muqing's words fell, the phone in Zhou Ming's hand rang again. Zhou Ming picked it up and connected, and then Irbedov's voice rang out: 'Mr. Zhou Ming, I'm sorry, but there seems to be a problem with my stock account as well. It seems to be related to incomplete intermediate procedures in the banking system. I think I need to go to Chicago.'

After listening to Irbedov's words, Zhou Ming laughed and said, 'Muqing, it seems that we really won't be able to have lunch.'