My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 140 - 0140: Challenge the Big Eater King

Chapter 140: Chapter 0140: Challenge the Big Eater King

Chen Cang was feeling very frustrated lately, he had thought that by advising the owner of the cold drinks shop, Mr. Lei, on strategies, he could deal a blow to the Xia Family and get Tang Ming off Liu Mengting’s back. But unexpectedly, Tang Ming seemed to be everywhere around Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli, whether it was in the classroom or during the break, barely stopping short of following them into the ladies’ restroom. He hadn’t given Chen Cang any chance at all.

Out of desperation and fury, Chen Cang went straight to cause trouble for Mr. Lei during the lunch break.

"You have half an hour to show up at the cold drinks shop, otherwise, you should be clear about what I’m capable of,"

Chen Cang threatened Mr. Lei through a text on his phone.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Cang complained discontentedly, "This good-for-nothing."

"Brother Cang, are we going to the cold drinks shop in the snack street later?"

Monkey asked from the side.

"Yeah, let’s go see how this good-for-nothing failed to get the job done."

Chen Cang had been pressured by his father again recently, urging him to win Liu Mengting over as soon as possible, so he was under a lot of stress. After some thought, he fiercely muttered, "I have to find a way to take down that bastard Tang Ming once and for all."

In the office of the cold drinks shop, due to being closed for several days, it was very quiet inside. The lobby was pitch black like a haunted house. Only the office was well lit, standing out starkly against the silent darkness.

At this moment, Mr. Lei was sitting on the sofa with a look of distress. When he saw Chen Cang coming in with his two lackeys, Monkey and Xiao Jun, he immediately stood up with a smile and said, "Young Master Chen, what brings you here in such a hurry?"

"What’s the matter? Do you think the words I say are hot air?"

Chen Cang glared at him fiercely and roared, "Dammit, I came up with so many ideas for you to deal with that bastard Tang Ming. Now the man’s not been taken care of, and you’ve closed your shop. It seems like you’re not planning to take care of business for me."

"Young Master Chen, you’ve got it all wrong,"

Mr. Lei hurriedly explained, afraid, "I didn’t want to close the shop either. After investing so much money, to close it down after just a few months, my loss has been huge. But that Tang Ming is too much to handle. He eats at the buffet as if he’s drinking water, and I really don’t know how he can pack in so much cold drink. I was forced to do this. If I let him eat like that every day, I would go bankrupt sooner or later, so I had to temporarily close the shop."

After listening to Mr. Lei, Chen Cang thought for a moment and said, "Dammit, I was counting on you to keep Tang Ming occupied, but now, you’ve just closed the shop entirely—how’s that supposed to help?"

Mr. Lei’s eyes flicked around, and upon hearing this, he sensed there was a trick, and quickly asked, "Young Master Chen, what do you mean by ’keeping Tang Ming occupied’?"

"None of your damn business, don’t ask too many questions,"

Chen Cang snapped angrily.

"Yes, I shouldn’t have asked. I’m sorry, Young Master Chen,"

Mr. Lei said pleadingly. In fact, he was afraid of trouble from Chen Cang. The Chen Family had considerable influence in Songlan City, and small business owners like Mr. Lei were completely insignificant in their eyes. Moreover, managing the cold drink business, he still needed to look to the Chen Family company for favor.

"Have you made money or lost money opening this shop?"

Chen Cang asked after some thought.

"I’m in a huge loss. Initially, it was profitable, but ever since the Xia Family came up with some weight-loss popsicle, my business has been dead. With high rent for the shop, many employees with high salaries, and other expenses, it’s been nothing but losses, so I just had to accept my fate,"

Mr. Lei said with a mournful face, "But having gotten to know Young Master Chen, I suppose I’ve made some gains."

"Not bad, at least you know your place,"

Chen Cang said, feeling quite satisfied, and assured, "How much money have you lost? I can cover it for you."

"Young Master Chen, how could I accept that?"

Mr. Lei shook his head quickly.

"Don’t be polite now. From what I see, your shop can’t have lost more than a million. I’ll compensate you with a million now. Do you think that’s enough?"

Chen Cang stood up, looked around the shop, and then said.

"A million?"

Mr. Lei was perplexed, not understanding what medicine Chen Cang was selling in his gourd. To say that someone with more money than they could spend would gift it to him, that was impossible.

"Hmm, I’ll compensate you with a million, but you’ll need to help me with a small favor."

Chen Cang chuckled, a glint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Tang Ming was the person Chen Cang hated to the bone. To spend a million, even a bit more, would not make Chen Cang frown.

"Mr. Chen, please tell me."

Mr. Lei said excitedly.

"Continue business as usual tomorrow, then lure Tang Ming into your store. Offer him an all-you-can-eat buffet. He wanted to eat you out of business, didn’t he? Let him eat to his heart’s content, as much as he wants."

Chen Cang smiled and said, "Of course, these items can’t be the same as before. They need to have a little something extra added."

"Add something extra?"

Mr. Lei was taken aback but was not daft. His face immediately changed as he guessed something, "Mr. Chen, are you talking about poisoning?"

"Exactly."

Chen Cang thought back to the previous discussion about the poison dosage. The poison had been diluted and didn’t kill Tang Ming. This time, if all the cold drinks were poisoned, he didn’t believe that Tang Ming could survive.

"To poison, that’s a matter of life and death."

Mr. Lei said with some concern.

"Damn it, if it weren’t a matter of life and death, would I give you a million? Besides, Tang Ming has made you suffer so much, don’t you want revenge? Are you even a man?"

Chen Cang looked at Mr. Lei and started berating him.

"Right, I want revenge."

At the mention of this, Mr. Lei’s face turned livid with rage, fire flickering in his eyes. Remembering that if it weren’t for Tang Ming, he wouldn’t have been pushed to this point, he said through gritted teeth, "Fine, let’s take Tang Ming, that bastard, down."

"That’s more like it."

Chen Cang said with a smile:

"But let me be clear upfront, if Tang Ming doesn’t die, I’m not paying you the million, not a single dime."

Mr. Lei was surprised for a moment, then he thought about the drinks all being poisoned, how could anyone survive? He nodded in agreement and said:

"Fine, if that bastard doesn’t die, Mr. Chen, you don’t have to pay me."

"Heh, Mr. Lei, I really think you’re good, a talent indeed."

Chen Cang’s laugh was very sly. After all, a million for Tang Ming’s life seemed fair, and if the plan failed, he wouldn’t lose a penny. It was an even better deal.

At noon the next day, the cold drinks store reopened, and they even put up a sign at the door challenging big eaters.

The message was clear; you, Tang Ming, like to eat, don’t you? Now I challenge you, let’s see if you have the guts to take it on.

During the lunch break, Tang Ming and Fatty came out for a stroll and suddenly saw the sign. Both were astonished.

"My goodness, is the owner of this cold drink shop insane? He’s utterly fearless."

Fatty laughed heartily, well aware of Tang Ming’s eating capacity. If he really came to eat every day, even a large store would lose everything.

Tang Ming was also puzzled, has the owner taken the wrong medicine? Isn’t he afraid of losing money? There seems to be a problem here! But he also didn’t care and said, "Sure, let’s try it after school this afternoon, eat him into bankruptcy."