The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

On the other end of the phone, Cui Sifang's expression was unpleasant.

Tang Rao, that damned bastard, was actually eyeing Baofeng Pavilion.

Though Baofeng Pavilion wasn't the main asset of Cui Department Store, its profitability was still very good.

Moreover, through antique transactions, it was possible to establish connections with many high society individuals.

It was an important networking hub for Cui Department Store.

Tang Rao now wants it just like that, what a joke.

"I'm not in a position to decide on this matter, Cui Department Store is not under my control. If you want to discuss, you can look for my father. I think the board of directors would probably not agree to the transfer," said Cui Sifang.

"I'm giving you two minutes, if I don't get a satisfactory answer in two minutes. Then I'm sorry, our Tang Family has quite a surplus of funds recently, and playing around with a department store wouldn't be too bad," Tang Rao muttered, and then he hung up the call.

Cui Sifang, listening to the beeping sound from the phone, wished he could smash the phone to bits.

"Tang Rao, you trash! Son of a bitch!" Cui Sifang cursed loudly, his expression somewhat ferocious.

It was a good thing there was no one around him, otherwise, they would probably be frightened.

But cursing was one thing, Cui Sifang still dialed his father's number.

He simply couldn't make the decision on this matter.

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"Tang Rao, you want to buy this place?" Inside the VIP room, Jiang Nuanqiu asked in surprise.

As for Tian Tian, she was staring with her mouth agape.

Almost drooling.

"Yeah, I've got to check out that medicine furnace. Since I can't go up to the third floor, I can only buy the place," said Tang Rao.

Of course, he actually had another plan in mind.

This is an antique shop, after all, there must be many channels, so acquiring the medicine furnace would be much simpler.

Besides, this is also a way to bully Cui Sifang a bit, who let this piece of crap set his sights on me? Let me tell you, I, Tang Laohei, just like to collect a little interest from time to time.

Just because he can't go up to the third floor, he's going to buy the place outright?

Tian Tian's jaw dropped times two.

Jiang Nuanqiu also rolled her eyes, you rich people really are capricious.

This Baofeng Pavilion is in a great location, and it has a good reputation in the antique world, plus with so many items in the store, it must be worth at least a billion yuan or more.

"Nouveau riche, can we be friends?" Tian Tian asked dully, she had never seen such a fierce rich second generation, 'outrageously insane' doesn't even begin to describe him.

"Of course, we can, hello Tian Tian, I am Tang Rao," Tang Rao laughed, reaching out his hand.

"Ah!!" Tian Tian screamed, seizing Tang Rao's hand all of a sudden, overly excited.

"Tian sweetie, that's enough, isn't it? It's not like you haven't seen it before. Oh right, I forgot to tell you, this Tang Rao here, is the same guy who drove the Koenigsegg and brought our Xue Fei home a couple of days ago," Jiang Nuanqiu knocked on Tian Tian's head.

This girl turns silly whenever she sees handsome and rich guys.

"Ah!!" Tian Tian screamed again, her startled reactions were like those of someone with hysteria.

Tang Rao was also quite shaken by Tian Tian's voice; this girl might look like a cutie, but she's got some strong vocal cords.

It is said that women with loud voices are... quite fierce.

"Buzz..." A minute and a half later, Tang Rao's phone vibrated.

It was a strange number.

Tang Rao's mouth curved slightly upwards, then he pressed the answer button.

"Who's this?" asked Tang Rao.

"Is this Young Master Tang? I am Cui Wen, Sifang's father." A polite voice of a middle-aged man came through the phone.

"Ah, Sifang's dad, hello there." Tang Rao was also full of smiles.

"Well... Sifang has told me about the matter. Young Master Tang, this is indeed a bit difficult. As you know, Cui Department Store has many shareholders, and to sell Baofeng Pavilion, we need the shareholders' meeting to decide," said Cui Wen.

"Does that mean you guys haven't sorted things out?" Tang Rao's voice had already turned cold.

"This matter, indeed, it's quite troubling. Young Master Tang, you and Sifang are dormitory mates after all. I don't know if Sifang has offended you, but on his behalf, I'd like to apologize to you," Cui Wen lowered his stance greatly.

No choice, since the other party is the son of Tang Renwang.

Tang Dynasty Industry simply isn't something Cui Department Store can contend with.

"Well then, if you are so reluctant to part with Baofeng Pavilion, I'll just take your Cui Department Store as well," said Tang Rao nonchalantly, as if he were buying a few tea eggs at the market.

Hearing Tang Rao's forcefulness, Cui Wen instantly felt a bit weak.

With the capability of Tang Dynasty Industry, swallowing up Cui Department Store wouldn't be a big problem. Even if they can't devour it in one bite, they would weaken Cui Department Store severely until it completely declines.

"Young Master Tang, give me half an hour, I will give you an answer in half an hour," Cui Wen shouted loudly.

"Fine, I'll wait another half hour. Oh, and let me up to the third floor of Baofeng Pavilion. What the hell is this crappy system you have that doesn't allow people upstairs? Ridiculous," Tang Rao cursed fiercely.

Cui Wen was stunned for a moment. Could it be that Baofeng Pavilion's membership system has angered Tang Rao?

If that's really the case... then that's really damn unjust death.

Not three minutes passed before a man hurried down from the third floor, wearing very formal attire.

Forty-something years old, with a crew cut, he looked very clean, giving off a very trustworthy vibe.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Tang Rao?" The middle-aged man walked to the door of the VIP room and asked with a bow.

"Yes." Tang Rao looked at the middle-aged man and nodded.

"Mr. Tang, hello. I am the general manager of Baofeng Pavilion. My last name is Zheng, my name is Chao, nest as in bird's nest," the middle-aged man introduced himself.

"What nest or bird's nest, can I go upstairs now?" Tang Rao rolled his eyes. What's it to me what your name is; do I look like someone who's interested in middle-aged men?

Ridiculous!

"Of course, of course, please, Mr. Tang," said Zheng Chao immediately, his face full of respect.

Anyone whom the boss upstairs personally instructed to be taken care of carefully, Zheng Chao, a mere employee, wouldn't dare to say nonsense.

To put it bluntly, even if Tang Rao asked him to strip, he'd have to oblige.

"That, Nuanqiu, Tian Tian, come and follow along too," Tang Rao looked at Jiang Nuanqiu and Tian Tian.

"Sure, sure, I've never been to the third floor," Tian Tian immediately said.

As for Jiang Nuanqiu, she also nodded her head.

Tang Rao was very likely to become the new owner of Baofeng Pavilion, following Tang Rao was the right move.

Zheng Chao didn't dare say anything and directly led the way.

Soon, the group went up to the third floor.

The layout of the third floor was even smaller than the second floor; there wasn't a dedicated area for cultural playthings but instead was divided into several small rooms.

After arriving on the third floor, Tang Rao didn't see any reception girls or sales representatives.

"There's no one on the third floor?" Tang Rao asked.

"Well, Mr. Tang might not know, this is the VIP area, implemented with one-on-one service. There are several big names from the cultural playthings circle, all in their respective rooms," said Zheng Chao.

"I see," Tang Rao murmured, not bothering to delve further.

However, suddenly, a woman's moan~~~ came through.

It reached Tang Rao's ears, entered into the minds of Jiang Nuanqiu and Tian Tian, and of course, Zheng Chao heard it too.