Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 1526: Maybe It Will Come in Handy

It turned out that both women accompanying Boss Hou had taken a liking to the same lantern held by the street vendor, but the lantern was a keepsake from the vendor’s grandson, and no amount of money would persuade him to sell.

Boss Hou was helpless; some things just couldn’t be bought with money.

He deeply understood this.

However, the two beauties by his side were persistent and arguing with the lantern vendor when Wang Jiu stepped in and threatened the vendor a few words before forcibly taking the lantern.

On this street, he was the Overlord, and few dared to cross him. So, swallowing their bitterness, they had no choice but to accept their misfortune.

"All thanks to my friend here. If you’re thankful, thank him," Guan Qing said with a smile.

"Oh! Then, I must thank this..."

"Wang Jiu! Known as the Little Overlord," Wang Jiu boasted, patting his chest.

"Thank you, Brother Wang Jiu," Boss Hou said, then his gaze shifted to Hen Zhiyuan standing at the side. His shrewd eyes immediately spotted the two bars and two stars on Hen’s shoulder, "This one is..."

"A battalion commander from our local garrison. As for his unit and designation, I can’t say. But one thing I can tell you is that the unit he belongs to is set to become a formidable force, the kings of elite troops," said Guan Qing with a sly smile as she laid on the flattery thick for Hen Zhiyuan.

It was such an offhand remark, yet it truly foretold the future of that military unit.

"I’ve heard so much about you! I admire military men the most. My favorite thing is to make friends with soldiers. This officer here is the highest-ranking one I’ve ever met. I’m truly fortunate," the businessman said slickly, his words dripping with honey, sweet enough to kill.

"We don’t use the term ’officer’ around here. And I am certainly not one," Hen Zhiyuan truly couldn’t grow fond of Guan Qing’s eclectic circle of friends.

"Lieutenant Colonel! Then it’s Lieutenant Colonel, sir," Boss Hou corrected himself, which sounded much more pleasant to the ear.

Hen Zhiyuan was quite willing to accept this title, but he wasn’t sure how much longer he would be able to hear it.

"Come on, since it’s fate that we’ve met, let’s all go together and have a drink. It’s my treat!" Boss Hou invited.

"Sure. Since Boss Hou is kind enough to offer, I shouldn’t refuse the hospitality," Guan Qing said, taking Hen Zhiyuan by the arm, "Zhiyuan, join us too."

"I shouldn’t go, I still need to..."

Before Hen Zhiyuan could finish, Boss Hou interjected, "Don’t say no! I’ve been friends with Boss Guan for a long time. I really want to make connections with you and Mr. Wang this time. You both should grace us with your presence."

Boss Hou was shrewd; he instantly knew whether he might need someone’s help in the future.

Since he might have use of them later, it was best to foster relations now; who knew when they might come in handy?

Wang Jiu knew he wasn’t as influential, and he was very aware that Boss Hou’s real guest of honor wasn’t him, so he found an excuse to decline, "I’m flattered that Boss Hou thinks highly of me, but I’m sorry, my business is quite busy... Another time, I will host you all instead."

"Hahaha! Fair enough. Mr. Wang is certainly straightforward," Boss Hou laughed, then turned his gaze to Hen Zhiyuan, "Lieutenant Colonel, sir, you can’t refuse again, okay?"

Hen Zhiyuan looked at Guan Qing uncomfortably.

"Zhiyuan, go on! You always have to pave the way for your future, right?" Guan Qing looked at him and said.

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