Losing Money to Be a Tycoon

nly rushed up to him and pushed him over.
His eight hours of fighting were filled with blood and tears!

Qiao Liang felt like he was a fish on a chopping board; he was completely at the mercy of people who would slice him however they wanted!

Oh, no, it was monsters that would slice him however they wanted!

Listening to Qiao Liang’s complaints, Pei Qian tried his best to keep a serious expression.
Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he could only see four words on Qiao Liang’s face: Make it more powerful!

Pei Qian felt even more blissful now that he had heard Teacher Qiao describe the torture and suffering he had been through.

What have I spent so much money creating this game for?

It’s just for a day like that!

Qiao Liang did not seem to notice Boss Pei’s subtle expression.
Instead, he was too engrossed in recounting the pain he had been through and was finding it hard to pull himself out of it.

“The most ridiculous thing is that there are monsters in the village that look just like night watchmen.
They travel in pairs, one holding a gong and the other holding a watchman’s rattle.
Every monster that they walk past would be awakened.
They would only go back to sleep after a long time.

“I wanted to kill them by stealth, but both of them have lanterns and excellent eyesight.
Just a single stab and my health bar would be emptied.
Each time I want to run, they would use their secret weapon.
So I turn-“

“Pfft.”

Finally, Pei Qian could not hold it in any longer and laughed out loud.

Teacher Qiao was stunned.
“Boss Pei?”

Pei Qian looked very awkward.
Sh*t, I didn’t hold it in!

Teacher Qiao had been too engrossed in his description, and he narrated every detail about it.
Pei Qian could even imagine the watchmen holding the lantern chopping Qiao Liang up once they bumped into each other.
This made it very difficult for Pei Qian to maintain his serious expression.
Luckily, at that moment, the dishes were served.

“I’m just glad that the food is here.
Come, come, please help yourself, Teacher Qiao.” The waiter had just served a plate of sea urchin sushi.
Pei Qian quickly pushed it towards Teacher Qiao, gesturing for him to dig in.

Qiao Liang felt even stranger.
There was something off about Boss Pei’s expression.

Why did it feel like he was celebrating Qiao Liang’s misery?

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He seems very happy to hear that I’ve been tortured like a dog in the game.
Was he unable to hold in his laughter just now? Could it be that Boss Pei invited me over from so far away just to watch me suffer?

Is this table full of dishes meant to soothe his conscience?

Qiao Liang could not help but become more suspicious.

I might be an ordinary UP Master, and I might have signed your contract and taken your money; however, I am still a person with character! I have my pride!

If my guess is right-even if I did sign the contract, I would solemnly protest! I will expose your shameful behavior on the internet!

Qiao Liang thought in silence as he picked up a sea urchin sushi.

“Hmm? Yummy!”

The sea urchin was cold and refreshing, and the sushi rice was warm and fragrant.
Both contrasting flavors melted into his taste buds, tasting like a romantic French kiss.
At that moment, Qiao Liang’s taste buds were overwhelmed.

He had Japanese cuisine in Beijing, but this was obviously no ordinary sea urchin!

Ordinary sea urchins were quite cheap, but auction-grade sea urchins could cost thousands of yuan.

Thus, when Xue Zhebin visited the restaurant in the afternoon and asked for sea urchin, the waiter told him that they had to be pre-ordered.
Ming Yun Private Kitchen did not sell ordinary sea urchins.

Of course, strictly speaking, there were sea urchins in the kitchen at the time.
However, Pei Qian had pre-ordered them for this meal with Qiao Liang.
That was why they could not serve Xue Zhebin at that time.

Looking at the expensive dishes on the table, the suspicion and doubt in Qiao Liang’s heart melted away.

Boss Pei thinks so highly of me that he’s treating me to so much good food; how could he be doing that to watch me suffer? If being tortured by a game could earn me such delicious food, I can only say… increase the power! I can take it!

As Qiao Liang enjoyed the food, he secretly hardened his resolve.

Boss Pei is so nice to me.
I will take this game seriously and make sure I win it.
Then, I will publicize this game well for him!

“Thank you for hosting me, Boss Pei!” It was obvious that Qiao Liang wished he could eat more, but his stomach was already bloated.

There were so many delicacies; he was extremely satisfied!

Teacher Qiao was even beginning to think that this meal had made his entire trip to Jingzhou worth it!

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Pei Qian did not know that Teacher Qiao’s mood had made a 180-degree change at the dining table.
He instructed Little Sun to send Teacher Qiao back to his hotel and then come back to pick him up.

After seeing Qiao Liang out, Pei Qian turned back to talk to Lin Canrong.
He wanted to ask about the current situation.

There were tables and chairs in the villa’s garden.
The gentle night breeze there was particularly refreshing.

“How has the traffic here been recently?”

Ever since Zhang Zuting posted about the restaurant on Weibo, Pei Qian began to panic.
Somehow, he could not relax about Ming Yun Private Kitchen’s situation.

Lin Canrong immediately understood.
In the beginning, no one visited the restaurant.
Now, people were slowly streaming in.
Obviously, Ming Yun Private Kitchen was being publicized while most people remained unaware.

Boss Pei must be asking about the traffic so that he could judge the effectiveness of his publicity.
Yet, how should I answer him?

Logically, in order to show the effectiveness of the publicity, Lin Canrong should frame things positively.
However, this might come across as him bluffing Boss Pei.

After all, less than ten customers had visited the restaurant in the past two days.
What’s more, most of them had been scared off by the menu alone.
Only two or three people had actually stayed to try their food.

The only recurring customer was the young man named Xue Zhebin who had visited this afternoon.

The traffic alone could not be framed positively!

Seeing Lin Canrong’s hesitation, the corners of Pei Qian’s lips curled upward.
That’s good, that’s good.
Lin Canrong was not excitedly reporting good news.
That was the best news!

This meant that Zhang Zuting’s Weibo post had not been that effective.
There was no drastic change to the traffic in the restaurant.