Celestial Night Emperor

Manager Zhang was not someone you could afford to offend.

Although he was just a minor brand manager, his power was immense.

He was in charge of managing all the small milk tea franchisees in this part of Shangdu.

With just one phone call from him, not only would Song Mingzhu never get her security deposit back, but she could also forget about keeping her franchise license in the future.

“I… I’ll pay!” Song Mingzhu tremblingly took out her phone and transferred all her earnings from the last half a month.

Manager Zhang arrogantly lifted his foot, planted it on a clean stool, and grabbed a piece of clothing Song Mingzhu had just washed to start wiping his leather shoes.

“Song Mingzhu, listen up. From now on, there’s a new policy. All small storefronts like yours will be rated based on sales. The lower your rating, the higher your management fee. How many cups do you sell a day?”

Song Mingzhu gritted her teeth, stepped forward, and snatched the clothes from his hand, her heart aching.

That was the school uniform she had just washed for Sisi. This bastard was actually using it to wipe his shoes.

“Hey, I’m asking about your daily sales. What’s the big deal about using a raggedy piece of clothing to wipe my shoes?”

“Manager Zhang, that’s my daughter’s school uniform!”

“Fuck, so what if it’s a school uniform? Without our milk tea company helping you make money, could you even afford her tuition?”

Song Mingzhu clutched her daughter’s uniform, her heart twisting in agony as she stared at the muddy smudges on it.

This was her daughter’s spare uniform, and it was the only one she had!

Manager Zhang’s eyes bulged as he snatched the ledger from the side.

After a disdainful glance, the man sneered, “This is all you sell in a day?”

“Business has been slow lately, but I’ll work harder!” Song Mingzhu pleaded. “Please give me some time. I’m really trying my best to increase sales.”

Manager Zhang chuckled dryly. “Work harder? You call this working harder? You sell so little, and it’s all the cheapest pearl milk tea. How are you supposed to make money for the company like that? I think you should just give up the franchise. There’s a line of people waiting to take your spot!”

Song Mingzhu was at a loss for words.

Being simple and kind-hearted, she couldn’t understand why this Manager Zhang was constantly picking on her.

Qin Tianxuan, however, had seen through it all long ago.

‘Someone is pulling the strings, deliberately trying to ruin Song Mingzhu.’

He slowly walked over and stood protectively in front of Song Mingzhu. “Manager Zhang, is it? Tell me, for a shop this small, how many cups of milk tea a day would be considered acceptable?”

Manager Zhang laughed.

A mocking laugh.

‘Fuck, hasn’t he figured out I’m just here to cause trouble? Does he really think this is about low sales? This guy is a fucking idiot.’

For a small storefront like Song Mingzhu’s, selling 100 cups a day would be considered a bestseller.

But Manager Zhang made an exorbitant demand. “Unless you sell two thousand cups a day! Only then can I grudgingly give you an ‘A’ rating.”

Song Mingzhu bit her lip, trying hard not to lose her temper.

‘This is completely unreasonable.’ 𝙛𝓇ⅇ

‘Two thousand cups a day? Even the biggest store in the Shangdu mall doesn’t have those kinds of sales! Is he trying to force me out?’

But to her surprise, Qin Tianxuan just smiled faintly. “If I sell two thousand cups, can I get an ‘S’ rating?”

Manager Zhang’s eyes widened, and then he scoffed. “You? If you can really sell two thousand cups, I’ll even let you be the general agent for this entire area.”

Qin Tianxuan nodded. “Then it’s a deal. Now, can you get lost?”

Manager Zhang’s face flushed red. “And what if you can’t sell that many?”

Qin Tianxuan shrugged. “Two thousand cups. If I’m short by even one, I’ll kowtow to you.”

Manager Zhang sneered. “Ha! Fine, I’d like to see you try. If you manage to sell two thousand cups, I’ll kowtow to you too! For every cup over two thousand, I’ll kowtow ten times!”

He was filled with disdain.

‘Two thousand cups… even if you could get that many orders, can two people in a tiny shop even make them all?’

Manager Zhang felt his victory was assured!

‘There’s no way I can lose.’

A glint flashed in Qin Tianxuan’s eyes. ‘That’s exactly what I was waiting for.’

He turned around and pulled out his phone. “Prince!”

“Sir, I am on my way to Shangdu now. What are your orders?”

“Shangdu, West Garden Street, across from University City, at the Mingzhu Milk Tea Shop. Get some people to come buy milk tea. The more, the better!” Here, his tone deepened. “This is an urgent order. Execute it immediately!”

An urgent order, to be executed immediately!

Hearing the urgency in Qin Tianxuan’s voice, Prince, who was still on the road, became instantly energized, as if shot with adrenaline.

“Everyone in the God of Wealth Hall, listen up! Mobilize all resources near Shangdu and spend them at the Mingzhu Milk Tea Shop! Tell those people to buy at least a million cups! All organizations and forces under the God of Wealth Hall are to be given a quota! Anyone who fails to meet their quota… fuck, they can just end themselves!”

The words of the Marquis of Wealth God instantly spread through more than three hundred subordinate faction group chats!

Near Shangdu, across seven cities and sixteen territories, the corporations and chambers of commerce under the God of Wealth Hall sprang into action, all in a state of emergency.

Back in the Mingzhu Milk Tea Shop, Song Mingzhu was bowing her head and apologizing to Qin Tianxuan.

“Brother Qin, I’m sorry. They’re clearly targeting me, just trying to give me a hard time. I’ve ended up dragging you into this and causing you trouble.”

Qin Tianxuan glanced at Manager Zhang standing outside the door and sneered. “Mingzhu, just leave trash like him to me. Two thousand cups of milk tea isn’t that hard. You don’t need to run the shop right now. Go inside and get some rest.”

Song Mingzhu was stunned. “But Brother Qin, if we don’t make any milk tea, what if someone comes to buy some?”

Qin Tianxuan was perfectly calm. “We’ll just take the money, not deliver the goods!”

Song Mingzhu couldn’t comprehend it. ‘How is that possible?’

Outside, Manager Zhang stuck a cigarette in his mouth. “Fucking hell, I’m just wasting my time here. If President Zhao from the marketing department hadn’t given the order himself, I wouldn’t have even bothered coming! Let’s just fucking crush this Mingzhu Milk Tea Shop already so I can go out for a drink!”

As he was still muttering curses, a convoy of cars suddenly appeared in the distance with a roar!

In an instant, the entire street was filled with luxury cars.

They blocked off the whole road.

The cigarette fell from Manager Zhang’s mouth. He stared, dumbfounded. “What the hell is going on? Holy shit, these cars…”

Every single one was a top-tier luxury car, worth tens of millions.

A few were even bulletproof!

From the cars emerged a group of tycoons in suits and leather shoes, all of them influential bigwigs.

Manager Zhang instantly recognized two or three of them, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head in shock.

These figures were so prominent that even the CEO of his own corporation would have to address them as ‘Senior’. Why would they come to a dump like this?

‘Could it be… they’re here to buy milk tea?’

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