Jungkook had to work late on Christmas day, so he wasn't able to spend time with Lisa. Lisa didn't have the habit of celebrating Christmas either, so she didn't mind. For her, the only noteworthy thing happening on Christmas was that orders in her store skyrocketed, and her workload grew excessively.
Lisa helping him move, coupled with the sudden influx of Christmas orders, made her quite tired. Since Jungkook was busy with work, she usually goes home early and sleeps early.
In contrast to this, QingNan lane, the most famous bar street in the city, was lively. It was a place for all-night revelries in regular days, let alone Christmas. Tonight, many people were coming and going. Taehyung spent some time helping out in his store, but eventually, he told Ah Mao to watch his bar and left.
After leaving his bar, Taehyung took a turn and went to Zhao Jie's pub. Zhao Jie was a pivotal figure in QingNan lane, so Taehyung wanted to ask him about Qian Liang's affairs.
Zhao Jie already expected this, so he specially sent his people to wait for Taehyung outside his pub. After they saw him approach, Zhao Jie's men took him directly into a room like some sort of courier package. Zhao Jie's men didn't follow Taehyung in the room but instead stood outside the door as a guard. The only other person in the private room was Zhao Jie, who was sitting in the middle of a huge sofa.
When Taehyung first laid eyes on Zhao Jie, he felt that the man wasn't an ordinary pub owner. This was because Zhao Jie dressed and looked like a typical librarian.
The man looked too cultured and graceful to own a pub.
However, after experiencing years of owning a bar himself, Taehyung understood that you can't judge a book by its cover. In fact, wasn't Jungkook the same? Who would've thought that he was a talented student who graduated from the University of Technology? As an aircraft designer no less.
"Brother Jie." He took the initiative to say hello to the man sitting across from him. Zhao Jie nodded his head in reply, then said in a very gentle voice: "I heard from QianMan that you were hurt by Qian Liang's people. How's your injury?"
Taehyung smiled and said: "It's alright, thanks to Sister QianMan's help."
Zhao Jie smiled back, but soon got straight to the point. "Is your visit today related to Qian Liang's affairs?"
Taehyung didn't avoid the topic and replied: "QingNan street has rules and while this isn't the first time Qian Liang has broken them, he's becoming more and more rampant these days. It's gotten to the point that even my customers are getting affected."
Scam girls, nightclubs...these were somewhat sensitive topics. These were words the average person usually shied away from in daylight. However, recently, Qian Liang was trying to court disaster by employing these dirty tactics. Taehyung wanted to stop Qian Liang now, lest he implicates the entire QingNan lane.
(T/N: scam girl/woman who lures men to an exorbitantly priced bar)
Zhao Jie poured him a glass of wine, then took a sip from his own glass. "QianMan also mentioned this to me. Ordinarily, anyone doing business in QingNan lane tends to mind their own business, but like you said, we all comply with the rules. We certainly disagree with Qian Liang's bad etiquette. It seems that Qian Liang is getting too carried away after experiencing so much sweetness recently. I'll have to come forward and remind him."
This was why Taehyung came to visit him today. Last time he confronted Qian Liang himself but suffered a loss. He could no longer act so hasty. Truthfully, he wasn't scared of Qian Liang. After all, he had been wandering through the underbelly of this city for many years now. The knife wound inflicted on him was nothing. He was more afraid that, like Zhu Bing, Qian Liang would go make trouble with Lisa.
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