Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1378 - 1363: Negotiation

"Today’s women are better at makeup and smarter than they were back then, but they’ve lost that flavor. Even the women of the past who lived in the spotlight of old Shanghai had a charm and flavor that’s simply missing now. It’s a shame, really. Fifty or sixty years have passed, and those people from old Shanghai are mostly bones by now, and today’s Shanghai lacks such places. What a pity, what a pity."

Old Master Zhang shook his head helplessly and said.

"Aren’t women all the same?"

Song Yun said with a smile, "Once you take off the clothes, aren’t they all the same? As for the skills to attract men, doesn’t every woman know them?"

"Haha, that’s where you’re wrong. The women of old Shanghai had their unique style. Their charisma was deeply marked by their era. In this regard, Song Yun, you’re no match for me. Although you’re better at finding women than I am, when it comes to truly appreciating them, you’re still lacking!" Old Master Zhang shook his head and said.

"I can’t imagine how impressive the women of old Shanghai could have been. That era didn’t have fake eyelashes or colored contacts, and their natural looks couldn’t compete with today’s cosmetics flying all over the world." Song Yun said.

"Actually, there are still women in today’s Shanghai Beach with the flavor of the old Shanghai Beach."

Old Master Zhang suddenly said.

"Oh? Who?" Song Yun asked.

"Zhu Yeqing."

"Zhu Yeqing?!" Song Yun looked at Old Master Zhang in surprise.

"Zhu Yeqing... she’s a woman who could still be unmatched in charm even if she existed back then, yes, unmatched in charm."

Old Master Zhang said wistfully.

"Zhu Yeqing, that’s a deadly poison." Song Yun laughed, "She bites."

"Back in old Shanghai, many women could bite. And they could make men willingly let them. From my memory, there’s only one woman who could rival Zhu Yeqing." Old Master Zhang said.

"Who?"

"Xiao Mifangzi."

"..."

Song Yun felt awkward. Xiao Mifangzi was the top female spy from RB during the resistance battles, successfully inciting the Shanghai incident. However, after the victory in the war of resistance, she was captured and then executed.

"I met Xiao Mifangzi a few times when I was young, in my early twenties."

Old Master Zhang continued speaking to himself, "She was also an unmatched woman. Although not stunning, her methods were enough to make people bow down in admiration. Just like Zhu Yeqing today, they’re both beautiful snakes that bite."

Song Yun smiled awkwardly, unsure of what to say about someone from his grandparent’s generation. And, he knew very little about this woman.

"If White Tiger hadn’t been gone for years, without Zhu Yeqing holding things up, today’s Shanghai would have been ours, the Axe Sect’s place!"

Old Master Zhang’s eyes suddenly became sharp when he said this, then he glanced at Zhang Long beside him and said, "Let everyone leave."

"Understood!"

Zhang Long nodded and waved to the surrounding people, "Everyone, please leave."

The waitstaff, members of the Axe Sect, and others turned and left the private room, except for the woman with the scar who stood still.

"You should leave too."

Zhang Long sighed and said, "Wait outside."

"Huh? Do I have to leave too?"

The Scarred Woman asked in surprise.

"My dad said everyone should leave, so just wait outside for now." Zhang Long said.

"Hmm... I don’t want to!" The Scarred Woman pouted.

"Behave." Zhang Long said, "Don’t make my dad angry, or the consequences will be severe..."

"Well... okay then!"

Reluctantly, the Scarred Woman nodded and left the private room.

After leaving, she didn’t wait outside the room but instead walked further away. When she reached a less crowded place, she took out her phone and made a call.

"Hello, Sister Bamboo... Song Yun has come to negotiate cooperation with the Axe Sect, and it seems there will be a result tonight..."

The Scarred Woman said.

After a moment of silence, a slightly cold female voice came from the other end of the phone, "Keep an eye on them."

"They kicked everyone out!" The Scarred Woman said, "And earlier in the room, they set up signal jammers. The eavesdropper is completely useless."

"Oh, I see."

Saying that, Zhu Yeqing abruptly hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, in a room on the thirty-eighth floor, which Song Yun had visited last time.

"The negotiations between Song Yun and the Axe Sect are expected to conclude tonight."

A breathtaking beauty in a black cheongsam leaned slightly against a man wearing glasses.

The man was none other than White Tiger, and the woman, of course, was Zhu Yeqing, the only woman in Shanghai Beach with the charm of old Shanghai Beach from the fifties and sixties, as Old Master Zhang described.

"What benefits do you think the Axe Sect will offer Song Yun? Or what conditions will Song Yun propose?"

White Tiger asked with a smile.

"It’s nothing more than some industrial matters, or perhaps business splits."

Zhu Yeqing spoke with her usual cold expression, "These are just old plays."

"Do you think Song Yun will agree?"

White Tiger asked.

"Whether he agrees or not is irrelevant, isn’t it?" Zhu Yeqing flashed a world-dazzling smile, "The Axe Sect will eventually belong to us. The title of East South King is big, but Shanghai is our territory. Song Yun, if he wants to play on our home turf, is just courting humiliation. We don’t have to do anything; the Wen Commerce Association will certainly give Song Yun a warm reception halfway."

"Song Yun is a decent person."

After waiting for Zhu Yeqing to finish speaking, White Tiger said, "Just a bit too ambitious. Regardless of what agreement he reaches with the Axe Sect, he’s bound to offend us, and that’s unwise in Shanghai. In the end, he’s young. After achieving some success, his steps are too big, too fast, and it’s easy to falter, haha!"

"I think he couldn’t possibly not be aware of these things, given his already vast enterprises; acquiring more would just lead to indigestion. He’s smart and knows this."

Zhu Yeqing said, "With Song Yun’s IQ and EQ, if he overlooked this, he wouldn’t be Song Yun."

"Oh? Then why do you think he’s doing it if he already knows?" White Tiger asked.

"I think..."

After a moment of silence, Zhu Yeqing said, "I think Song Yun is putting on a show for... us."