Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1524 - 1509: Planning to Falsify Accounts?

More than ten minutes later.

Song Yun arrived at the White Tiger’s office building with Qingluan. At that moment, White Tiger had been waiting there for some time. Seeing Song Yun’s arrival, White Tiger signaled the two to get into a nearby stretch Lincoln, and then they left the building.

"Qingluan, it’s been a while since you’ve appeared around Song Yun." White Tiger said to Qingluan with a smile, "I thought you had given up on Song Yun."

"No way." Qingluan laughed, "Starting today, I’m not leaving anymore."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Song Yun, I’m really envious of you." White Tiger said, "Having such a fairy so devoted to you, how are others supposed to live, and what about all those other girlfriends of yours... sigh, if I were your age, I’d definitely be filled with jealousy."

"Can’t help being handsome." Song Yun said with a smile, "My personal charm has reached its limit, I have."

"Hahaha, you can brag just like I used to when I was young, Song Yun. Now let’s focus on what’s about to happen. In a while, I’ll take you to settle accounts with Sam. He’s been well drunk by Wen Changlin, so he might not be very clear-headed. Try to trick him into making some errors in the accounts, then we’ll hand him over to Wen Changlin. Tonight’s targets are those two, no problem, right?" White Tiger said.

"No problem." Song Yun shook his head decisively, "I’m best at tricking people."

"That’s true, otherwise, I wouldn’t have been fooled into being your scapegoat." White Tiger laughed.

"Brother Hu, you’re mocking me..." Song Yun said resentfully.

Soon, the car arrived at the hotel where Sam was staying. In the car, Qingluan styled her hair into an updo, put on a small hat, and wore sunglasses, suddenly giving off a valiant aura, looking just like a bodyguard.

Song Yun could hardly believe his eyes. If Qingluan hadn’t transformed right before him, he wouldn’t have believed that this person looking like a female bodyguard was actually Qingluan.

Qingluan maintained a poker face like a real female bodyguard, following by Song Yun’s side.

As for why Qingluan was disguised, there’s no need to explain further; it’s hardly appropriate to bring a girlfriend to settle scores, right?

The door to Sam’s room opened, and a tired-looking Sam appeared in front of Song Yun.

It was Song Yun’s first time seeing this Sam. Of course, Song Yun knew many people named Sam. In the United States, the name Sam was as common as Yang Wei in Shen Zhou, used so frequently it had become cliché.

"Who is this?" Despite being a bit muddle-headed, Sam was somewhat cautious upon seeing a new face next to White Tiger.

"My assistant." White Tiger walked in directly, "You could say he’s also the deputy sect master of our Green Sect."

"Deputy sect master." Sam cast a doubtful glance at Song Yun, "This deputy sect master is so young."

"Haha, he’s on the War God List after all." White Tiger laughed.

"War God List, so young... no wonder he’s a deputy sect master." Sam nodded to himself, then said, "Hello, I’m Sam."

"I’m Song Wenxi." Song Yun said.

"Your name sounds really nice." Sam said.

"Yours does too." Song Yun inwardly critiqued his taste, thinking such a non-mainstream name sounds nice, smiling while flattering Sam.

"And who is this?" Sam looked at Qingluan and asked.

"My bodyguard, a new bodyguard." Without even lifting his head, White Tiger said, "Sam, bring out the books, let’s settle the accounts."

"Oh, alright." Upon hearing White Tiger, Sam ceased looking at Qingluan, and turned to a nearby room. Song Yun and Qingluan moved to the sofa, where Song Yun sat while Qingluan stood with the poise of a female bodyguard.

"This is the account book." Sam returned with a book in hand, passing it to White Tiger, "Inside is the inventory and value of this batch."

"This time the goods are quite few." White Tiger said, glancing at the account book.

"That’s because the goods coming in from Japan can’t be sold off easily, so naturally there’s less." Sam said.

"That’s not okay, or Ma Sj’s income will decrease." White Tiger said.

"There’s nothing I can do about that." Sam said, "My goods come from various places, missing one source leaves me helpless."

"Ma Sj said, there are fewer goods this time, so you should add another 5%." White Tiger said.

"There’s no way." Sam quickly shook his head, "I can’t give more, or I won’t make any profit."

"That’s what Ma Sj said." White Tiger shrugged, "Ma Sj said, there are fewer goods this time, but he can’t earn less. Charging you an extra 5% is a friendly price."

"No way." Sam quickly shook his head, "My profit margin is only 30% each trip, while you guys take 70%. If you take 75% now, I’m left with 25%, so what’s the point in transporting goods over such distances? It’s absolutely impossible."

"That’s what the other party said." White Tiger repeated, "That gentleman, to use Shen Zhou people’s words, he’s basically a local tyrant, whatever he says goes. I can’t say much. You should know, I’m helping you out of friendship, only because of our relationship am I involved, so if you’re not satisfied or have other issues, you’ll have to discuss it with him directly."

"How could this be, this is totally impossible." Sam shook his head, "25%, I might as well be dead. When talking business today, people were offering 50%. One can be greedy, but can’t be this greedy."

"Telling me won’t help, go talk to him." White Tiger leaned back on the sofa, saying, "If he wants 75%, that’s his matter."

"I... I truly can’t give up another 5%." Sam furrowed his eyebrows, "This point taken away, it’s going to ruin me."

"If someone dies, it’s you, nothing to do with me." White Tiger said indifferently.

"This..." Sam remained silent for a long time before suddenly saying, "How about this, Mr. White Tiger, when we settle accounts, count a little less. This batch’s profit is about a hundred million; let’s only account for seventy million. The remaining thirty million, I’ll give you five million as a benefit fee, how about that?"

"Oh." White Tiger raised his brows, "Sounds like you’re planning on some creative accounting."