?188: Chapter 188: I Am the Meat Sandwich Seller   188: Chapter 188: I Am the Meat Sandwich Seller                                   Ouyang Ke entered the room with a heartyugh, clearly in high spirits today.


    Whether Xiang Yu was the heir to a significant family or not, today, he was the big winner.


    Zhang Lei and the others also wanted to see who this person, willing to spend a billion to buy thend, really was.


    Such a character was also someone Zhang Lei intended to befriend, as they might cooperate in the future.


    At that moment, Wu Haotian was frowning, seemingly lost in thought.


    “Mr.


    Xiang, if you really manage to acquire thisnd, let me remind you, we do not sell on credit,” Ouyang Ke said, now addressing him differently.


    Although he still harbored some doubts, if Xiang Yu could actually produce fifteen billion, he must be no ordinary person.


    “Mr.


    Ouyang, are you joking with me?


    Do I look like someone who would buy on credit?” Xiang Yu responded calmly as he sat there.


    Seeing Xiang Yu’s serious expression, Ouyang Ke suddenly felt that Xiang Yu was no ordinary man, someone he best not offend.


    With that thought, Ouyang Ke’s face lit up with a smile, and he started a conversation with Xiang Yu.


    Initially, Zhang Lei thought Wu Haotian was his biggestpetitor.


    But now, it was clear that wasn’t the case, and neither of them really mattered in this context.


    Ouyang Ke, meanwhile, ignored the two of them, only chatting with Xiang Yu.


    About half an hourter, Ouyang Ke’s phone suddenly rang.


    He told Xiang Yu he had to step out and then headed outside, likely to greet a client.


    At this point, Zhang Lei and Wu Haotian both stood up.


    They knew a VIP was about to arrive, while Xiang Yu remained seated, still shelling peanuts.


    A minuteter, Ouyang Ke returned with a bright smile, leading several people back in.


    The person was not very tall, chubby, and wore sses.


    Two serious-looking individuals followed him, one of whom was a woman with light makeup, quite enchanting to behold.


    “Mr.


    Koizumi, is it really you?” Wu Haotian eximed upon seeing them.


    The person nced at Wu Haotian but said nothing, taking a seat directly across from Xiang Yu.


    The other two sat behind him.


    It was then that Xiang Yu looked up at him, noting that he too was smiling at him, though his smile hid a thick air of hostility.


    When Wu Haotian shouted “Mr.


    Koizumi”, Xiang Yu had already guessed that this was the Japanese man he had seen before at the entrance of Yi Jing Real Estate.


    Wu Haotian’s eagerness to acquire that piece ofnd was undoubtedly because he wanted to coborate with this man.


    Now, this Japanese man had bypassed Wu Haotian and approached Ouyang Ke directly, seemingly growing impatient.


    “Let me introduce you all.


    This is Koizumi Ichiro, like you, Mr.


    Koizumi manages real estate and runs a multinational corporation.


    He is interested in that piece ofnd,” Ouyang Ke finished introducing and then turned to Koizumi Ichiro, “This is Mr.


    Xiang Yu, who has offered fifteen billion today to purchase thisnd.”


    Koizumi Ichiro spoke a phrase in Japanese, which was then tranted by the woman behind him, essentially saying, “Mr.


    Xiang, hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”


    Only then did Xiang Yu take a moment to observe the woman behind Koizumi Ichiro.


    Both her figure and fullness could be considered exceptional, yet Xiang Yu saw another quality in her.


    This was a quality that even Long Wu behind him did not possess—it was a deeply ingrained sense of innate duty.


    “She’s military,” was Xiang Yu’s first impression, and from her every word and action, Xiang Yu was even more certain that she must have been a soldier.


    “So it’s the Japanese devils.


    I was wondering who it could be,” Xiang Yu nced at the woman behind Koizumi Ichiro and said.


    Zhang Lei and the others knew Xiang Yu was somewhat lecherous, so his gaze didn’t surprise them, but his words left everyone somewhat speechless.


    Although Koizumi Ichiro didn’t speak Chinese, he could obviously understand what Xiang Yu was saying.


    He was also somewhat startled.


    He had intended to have a proper talk with Xiang Yu, but hadn’t expected him to start with such a remark.


    The woman behind him narrowed her eyes and gave Xiang Yu a cold look.


    Koizumi Ichiro rambled on at Xiang Yu in Japanese, and the woman quickly tranted.


    The gist was to warn Xiang Yu to be careful with his words, otherwise it would be their loss.


    Xiang Yu didn’t wait for him to finish and waved his hand, “Don’t babble at me with all this.


    I’m not interested in what you have to say, but as for thisdy”—Xiang Yu turned to the woman and grinned—”Miss, do you have time for lunch with me this noon?”


    The woman could no longer contain her anger and red fiercely at Xiang Yu, “Don’t be oblivious to decency.


    The boss is talking to you because he respects you.


    Don’t think too highly of yourself.”


    “If he respects me, then tell him to get lost quick and stop bothering me.


    I get angry just listening to him chirp like a bird,” Xiang Yu waved his hand and said.


    “You’re courting death,” the woman’s eyes turned frosty, and she was about to stand up.


    Just then, Long Wu behind Xiang Yu swiftly stood up, also giving the woman a cold look.


    When she saw Long Wu, she was also taken aback for a moment, having only focused on Xiang Yu before and not noticing the person behind him.


    Now that she saw him, she was also involuntarily shocked, taken aback by Long Wu’s icy demeanor.


    She prided herself on being beautiful, but she felt in in front of Long Wu.


    The murderous chill in Long Wu’s eyes made her sense danger.


    Koizumi Ichiro turned his head and babbled a few words, and only then did the woman sit back down, still ring fiercely at Xiang Yu.


    Meanwhile, Xiang Yu threw a coquettish wink at her.


    Koizumi Ichiro stopped paying attention to Xiang Yu and then spoke to Ouyang Ke, essentially asking how much Xiang Yu had bid earlier.


    “1.5 billion—I bid 1.5 billion,” the woman said, and before she finished, Xiang Yu cut in, then lifted his head defiantly and looked at Koizumi Ichiro.


    Ouyang Ke just gave an apologetic smile to Koizumi Ichiro, nodded his head, and said nothing.


    Seeing that Ouyang Ke was saying nothing now, Koizumi Ichiro realized it had be apetition between him and Xiang Yu.


    He then sat upright and addressed Xiang Yu seriously, “Mr.


    Xiang, since you cane up with 1.5 billion, your status is definitely not simple.


    I’ll speak inly then.


    I am determined to secure this plot ofnd, no matter the cost, I must win it.”


    “I have no status.


    I’m just a guy who sells roujiamo.


    But I can’t stand seeing Japanese devils strut around on our turf.


    You say no matter the cost you’ll buy it, well, I’m telling you now, I’m also set on this plot ofnd,” Xiang Yu said arrogantly, holding his head high.


    Koizumi Ichiro turned and looked at the trantor, clearly confused about some things.


    What perplexed him the most was probably the term “roujiamo,” not understanding what it was or how it could be so profitable that Xiang Yu could speak with such confidence…