Chapter 29 To Buy A Bar

However, Leona went to school by riding a bicycle. She didn't know why she felt uneasy this day. Leona was also absent-minded when working in a fast food restaurant. For several times, she sent the food that a guest ordered to the wrong table, causing the boss to frequently look at her with dissatisfaction.

At 8 o'clock, Leona continued to rush to the bar from the fast food restaurant. After she changed the clothes of the bunny woman, she walked among all the guests with the dinner plate. Although Leona still felt uneasy, she managed to cheer herself up and send the wine.

At this moment, Greg was sitting in a private room where he had come to for the first time, holding a glass of whiskey with a cigarette between his fingers and looking at the amber liquid in the glass. At this time, there were two gentle knocks on the door of the private room. On the other side, it was Greg. "Come in!" He said in a low voice.

Then his secretary Wayne walked in quickly from the outside, with a pile of documents in his hand. Wayne opened his mouth and said, "Boss, here is all the information about Miss Ling. She went to school from home at six o'clock every morning and worked at a fast food restaurant at five o'clock in the afternoon. She worked at the bar from 8 to 12 o'clock in the afternoon. Besides, she always walked through the back door of the school after school..."

Greg interrupted Wayne and waved at him, "well, just send this file to my office. Call the foreman here."

Wayne opened his mouth but didn't finish his words. Just now, he had already read the document. Wayne thought, 'Miss Ling's background was really pitiful.' Although Wayne didn't know why his boss wanted the information about Miss Ling, he could roughly guess his intention based on what had happened at the airport before. But seeing the heavy look on the boss's face, Wayne knew that Leona should pray to his boss. After all, Wayne himself was only a secretary, and he couldn't handle his own business.

Wayne called the general manager in, telling her to ask Leona to his private room as soon as Leona went to work. The foreman didn't know what to do, so he took a look at Greg. She remembered clearly that it was Leona who brought the wine to this guest and was bullied by him.

If it were not for Leona's boyfriend, Leona's life would have been threatened. But she was only a foreman of a bar. With years of experience, she could tell who could be offended and who couldn't.

At the same time, Leona worked for her. She also liked this quiet and not talkative girl, and from the bottom of her heart, she also wanted to protect Leona. After a short while of hesitation, she said, "Mr. Wei, Leona is only responsible for delivering the wine outside, and she is not responsible for delivering the wine from the private room. Do you mind if we arrange another one to serve you? I promise I will arrange the youngest and most beautiful girl for you!"

Greg knew that the foreman was rejecting him, so he wore a long face and said, "Call your boss here!"

The foreman went out obediently. After a while, the bar owner opened the door. This was a middle-aged man in his forties with a bald head. When the bald man saw Greg sitting on the sofa, he felt very familiar. Perplexed, he asked, "My last name is Qian. I'm the owner of this bar. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Greg poured him a glass of wine and said, "My surname is Wei. Call me Greg. Name a price of your bar."

As soon as the owner of the bar heard Greg's self-introduction, he immediately remembered that this was the CEO of the Wei I

nternational Trade Company, who often appeared on the cover of the business impurities. No wonder he looked familiar. The owner then put on a big smile and said, "It's so rare that Mr. Wei has taken a fancy to my small bar. Although I don't understand why you would be interested in it, as a member of the Wei clan, I designed it myself and put a lot of efforts into it. So I'm not going to pour it into the market. Please..."

On hearing that, Greg frowned. He had much experience in business, so he knew that the man was just bluffing up the price. Greg pretended to be unconcerned and said, "That land across here is good. If there is a night club open there, it would draw a lot of people. And I happened to buy it earlier."

As Greg spoke, he put the glass to his lips and took a sip of the golden body fluid. Then he gave the bar owner a meaningful look, which got Greg's point.

As soon as the bar owner saw that, he had sweat on his face. Of course, he knew what Greg meant. His bar was in bad business considering its location was not so prosperous. If Greg continued to open a large night club, his bar couldn't survive.

Greg was famous for his unscrupulous way of doing business. And he was just a boss of a small bar, so he was no match for Greg. As long as Greg wanted, Greg could totally destroy his own bar. At that time, let alone making money, he would lose all his money.

Besides, he could open a bar somewhere else with the money. Why did he have to mess up with Greg? Then the bar owner wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "If Mr. Wei takes a fancy to this bar, I'll sell it at the price of five million dollar."

"You're indeed straightforward, Mr. Qian. But I think that this bar at most is worth 4 million dollar. Here is a check for 4 million dollar. If you agree, we can sign the contract now!" Greg asked and wrote a four million cheque on the desk.

On the other hand, Greg was rich. As a businessman, he had to maximize his own benefits no matter what happened.

Sweat streamed down from Mr. Qian's forehead as he looked at the check. The price was too low. But he soon agreed on the condition that he thought of the price once he had offended Greg. In fact, he also knew that this bar was worth only this price, and it didn't take long for the two sides to sign the contract.

Greg shook hands with the boss and he left with the check. The bar supervisor behind him looked at this and thought money really could do anything.

Greg shook the contract in his hand and said to the foreman, "I'm your boss now. You know what to do next, don't you?"

The foreman had a brand new impression of Greg. Although Greg always wore a smile on his face, but he was not an easy-going person. So it seemed that it's to be extremely careful not to offend him next time.

Despite this, the foreman put on a smiling face and said, "Yes, boss. Leona should be on duty now. I'll go out to call her in to serve you the wine!"

However, when the foreman opened the door of the private room, she saw a group of people gathering in the distance, among whom a few guests were scolding, and their voice was even louder than the noisy music in the bar.

When the foreman was about to move towards that direction, Greg, who was standing behind her, suddenly saw that familiar figure who didn't know what to do and was trying to apologize to others. The man raised his hand and slapped Leona hard across the face. Leona fell to the ground at once.

The noisy music made Greg unable to hear clearly what they were talking about, so he strode to the direction of Leona.