My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (88)

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Volume 1 Living with a Beautiful Teacher 088. Don't Take Advantage of Others' Small Gains

Seven days passed, and Liang Jun was practically going crazy. He had never stayed home for so long before

. On the seventh night, he couldn't resist any longer and went to his internet cafe, Gaodi. Of course,

Uncle . He hadn't intended to bring Uncle Huang Xier along, but as soon as he took a step, Huang Xier followed.

Liang Jun was a little uncomfortable, but Huang Xier didn't seem to care. She seemed to be saying that she didn't know

what was wrong with her master, that he would ask her to protect a child just because of his reputation in the Northwest.

Then, Sun Xiucai coughed inside, and Huang Xier immediately shut up and said nothing. (

Forgot to mention, Liang Jun named his internet cafe Gaodi. Liang Jun didn't care what the name was; he didn't care

as long as he made money.)

Huang Xier followed behind, looked up at the sign, opened her mouth as if to say something, but didn't.

Inside the internet cafe, there were about 20 people. Without Tang Shao's antics, it

was busier than before.

Seeing the young boss enter, two chubby-cheeked employees stood up. Cui Miao'er called out "Boss!" with a deliberately

distant tone. Zhang Huijun looked strange, a little awkward, then very enthusiastic, pouring them both a glass of water.

Huang Xi'er's eyes lit up when she saw them, then she furtively glanced at them. Liang Jun

couldn't help but laugh; he'd found Huang Xi'er's weakness.

Suddenly, all the customers stopped playing and stared at the two of them, making Liang Jun very uncomfortable. He turned to

Cui Miao'er and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me?"

Cui Miao'er, her face flushed from holding back her laughter, winked at Huang Xi'er and turned away , secretly laughing

. Liang Jun understood; everyone was looking at Huang Xi'er. He looked so funny, almost like a comedic actor

at .

Liang Jun didn't take the master that Grandpa Sun had called for him seriously. Judging from Huang Xi's

appearance, he didn't think he deserved the title of expert. However, what happened next made Liang Jun look at him in a new light.

Liang Jun checked the internet cafe and saw that everything seemed fine. He asked Cui Miao'er for the accounts and saw that the income for the past few days was less than

a thousand yuan. He felt a little frustrated. Since he had to go to school the next day, he prepared to go home. Just as he turned to

leave , three people entered.

The three were dressed very distinctively. The leader had his hair shaved into a rooster's comb shape, and the other two had

dragons and tigers tattooed on their bodies. They all had rooster-comb-shaped hair. They came to the bar counter, leaped up, and sat

on the counter, which was at least 1.5 meters high. Judging from that jump, this kid had some skill, at least he was quite

agile.

Sitting on the bar counter as soon as he entered was the height of contempt for the establishment. Although Liang Jun didn't understand this

business etiquette, the bar was, after all, a place where people worked. Why sit there when there were so many chairs available?

It was clearly a provocation, not a sign of someone coming to patronize.

"Call your boss out,"

the leader said, picking his teeth and reeking of alcohol.

Liang Jun stepped forward and said, "That's me."

The three men chuckled when they saw the boss was a kid. The guy with the tiger tattoo patted his face and laughed,

"Goodness, such a young boss, I've got my eye on you! I've brought you some good news."

Liang Jun slapped his hand away and said coldly, "Hey, you idiot Boy, get down here. There are chairs."

The guy didn't move, saying, "No rush, let's do some business first, then I'll leave."

Liang Jun stared at him without speaking.

The guy with the tiger tattoo spoke up, "How about this, I see you're too young, I'd like to let you manage the place. I won't ask for much, just

five thousand yuan a month."

Liang Jun still didn't speak; he was waiting for Huang Xi to speak. But Huang Xi was now flirting with two female employees

, which infuriated him.

"Say something, are you mute?"

The guy at the counter started to get rude.

The guy who hadn't spoken until now shoved Liang Jun: "Fuck you, why are you so uncooperative?

Give me a straight answer, or I'll piss off your two waitresses and, if that's not enough,

I'll take your mother too."

Jun couldn't hold back any longer and aimed for his cheek, but his hand was grabbed by the guy the moment he raised it

. Actually, the guy had been wary of him all along.

"Is that all you've got? You think you can fight? You might as well hand the shop over to me."

"No way, brothers, you're too late. I've got this place covered."

Huang Xi finally spoke, turning around with a toothpick in his hand.

"You? Who the hell do you think you are? Look at yourself! Did your mother squeeze your forehead when she gave birth to you while you

were still a virgin?"

The tattooed man turned around and went straight for Huang Xi.

"Wait, wait a minute. I said, what's wrong with you two waitresses? How can you let

flies ?"

Huang Xi looked at the ceiling, drawing everyone's attention. Suddenly, Huang Xi moved his hand, and a

toothpick flew out, hitting a fly that was flying overhead and causing it to fall.

This was a feat far beyond simply leaping onto the counter. People had seen it in martial arts novels and

movies before, thinking it was just nonsense, something exaggerated on TV. But now

they were seeing it for real.

Even the two waitresses were stunned. They never imagined that this ugly guy would have such profound

skills.

The three guys weren't stupid. They knew they had done something incredibly reckless. The guy sitting at the counter

quickly jumped down from the counter.

"Hehe, big brother, we were just joking, just joking."

The leader quickly changed his expression, his smile more sincere than if he'd found a gold ingot.

"In Xi'an, the thugs all call me 'Grandpa'."

Huang Xike wasn't happy.

"Oh, right, right, right, call me 'Grandpa'."

"That won't do. Shanghai thugs are a generation below Xi'an thugs."

Liang Jun almost burst out laughing; he hadn't expected Huang Xike to be so protective of her family, even of the local bullies.

"Then, call me 'Grandpa'."

The leader was a true thug, adaptable and cunning.

"You sat at our bar earlier, what bad luck! You ruined our business. What are you going to do about it?"

Huang Xi stared at the man.

The leader was probably going to cry his eyes out when he got home; judging from the man's tone, he was going to extort him.

"Well, Grandpa, name your price,"

the man said with a mournful face. He never expected that he would be robbed instead of the other way around.

Huang Xi'er drawled, "Oh dear, after hearing you call me 'Grandpa' twice, my heart softened again.

How about I'm just hoping for good luck, so I won't make things difficult for you."

The man was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, but unexpectedly, Huang Xi'er changed the subject: "Just symbolically

pay a little less, how about I ask for 9999?"

The three men immediately knelt down, crying with snot running down their faces. Huang Xi'er frowned and said, "What should

I It's difficult for me to deal with you like this. How about I hand you over to Wan Hongtao? He was my underling back then."

Liang Jun later learned that Wan Hongtao was similar to Du Yuesheng in Shanghai back in the day.

The three men, who had spent years on the streets, were quite shrewd. Hearing his words, they only begged for mercy and didn't respond.

Huang Xi'er knew they suspected him, so he took out his phone, dialed a number, and someone answered: "Who is

this?"

"I'm looking for Wan the Fool,"

Huang Xi'er said in a harsh tone.

But the three men's expressions suddenly changed. Anyone who dared to address Wan Hongtao like that was either a relative or an acquaintance, or

someone Wan Hongtao couldn't afford to offend.

There was no displeasure on the other end of the phone; the caller immediately asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"Tell him I'm Huang Nangua (Huang Pumpkin)."

The two waitresses chuckled. The nickname was truly apt; Huang Xi's head was indeed

as round as a pumpkin.

Soon, someone answered the phone, and a voice could be clearly heard calling out, "Big Brother, where are you? I've missed

you !"

The famous Wan Hongtao of Shanghai calling this man "Big Brother"? The three men's faces changed drastically. The leader

said to the man with the tiger tattoo, "Go get the money."

Then he grabbed Huang Xi's leg, repeatedly saying, "You're our grandfather, we'll pay

."

Huang Xi said into the receiver, "It's nothing, I'm still in Xi'an. I just wanted to ask what you're up to, you little brat

."

The leader finally breathed a sigh of relief, sweat beading on his face.

The people in the bar had lost all interest in playing games. They watched from afar, filled with admiration for this strangely shaped

yet incredibly fierce guy. Of course, they were even more curious about Liang Jun, because Huang Xi, so

tough, was now acting as this young man's henchman. Who exactly was this young man?

The tattooed guy quickly returned, handing over ten thousand yuan. Huang Xi tossed his head and said, "Give it

to the counter ."

He meant to give it to the cashier.

Cui Miao'er had never received so much money before; her hands trembled as she counted it.

She had just finished counting the money when Huang Xi said something that almost made Liang Jun burst out laughing: "We

can't take advantage of people when we give them change."

The change was given to three people, who were now in a dilemma, unsure whether to accept it or not. Huang Xi

spoke up again: "Take it! Don't let that idiot Wan laugh at me."

The commotion subsided, and just as the three were about to leave, Huang Xi stopped the guy with the dragon tattoo. The

tattooed guy's legs were trembling, and he couldn't speak. The leader, however, showed some responsibility and quickly came

over to plead for him.

Huang Xi ignored him, gently patted the tattooed guy, and said, "Your mouth stinks. Your teeth are

bad . Go back and get a good set."

Then she turned away, ignoring them.

The internet cafe returned to calm. Liang Jun was in high spirits. If things continued this way, he could earn ten thousand a day—a

huge profit! Unfortunately, once this news got out, probably no one would come to extort him anymore.

What kind of world is this! Some people were actually hoping the newcomers would come and extort them.

The two walked out of the internet cafe, and Huang Xi turned back to look at the signboard one last time. Finally, he couldn't help but say,

"This name is bad, what's with 'Highland'! People strive to go higher, water flows downhill."

Liang Jun replied, "Isn't that good? People strive to go higher, so aren't they all coming this way?"

After Huang Xi's comment, he actually admired A-Lian's naming skills.

"But water represents wealth, and on this high ground, the water can't stay. How can we make money?"

Liang Jun pondered for a moment and nodded. "That makes sense, but what name should I come up with?"

"We need people, and we need water. We need to attract people and keep the water flowing. Why don't you just call it Liangshan, or

Water Margin Liangshan? You see, Liangshan is a high ground, but it's surrounded by water. Besides, there are 108 heroes of Liangshan.

If you could gather them all, you'd be full."

Liang Jun was overjoyed and slapped his thigh, saying, "Okay, let's call it Liangshan."

The two of them whispered as they walked forward. After walking about fifty meters, they looked up and saw the three people from before.

What were these three people up to? Upon closer inspection, Liang Jun was shocked to see the one with the dragon tattoo.

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