Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?



In the 20-story Pamlock Restaurant, a particular group of people were dining on the topmost floor, meant for the truly wealthy. 

The entire Restaurant wasn't something ordinary people could eat in regularly.

From the first floor to the 4th, one can find a few ordinary people eating now and then for special occasions like birthdays or family celebrations. 

But from the 5th floor above, that's where one touches the edges of High Society. 

There, one can find regular customers who come every day and order the same luxury meals on a steady basis. 

To them the price was nothing compared to what they made.

And the higher one dined, the more admiration many had for them. 

To eat at the topmost floor was an honor many would wish for even if it was once a year or once in 5 years.

Not just anyone could eat on the 20th floor. 

Money was one aspect, but getting a Gold membership was also a must. 

The restaurant had 4 membership types: Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Blue. 

Most ordinary people get Blue membership cards if they want Restaurant perks. 

Likewise, the very very wealthy got Gold memberships instead. 

They were the most well-taken care of VIP members too. As such, their perks were way more than just eating. 

The restaurant had guest rooms and all sorts of indoor amenities to keep them occupied if they wished to stay longer or rest temporarily. 

At this time in a private dining room with large glass walls that overlooked the city, 2 prominent men sat facing each other, with their guards standing behind them and around the room too.

One of the men held a cane and the other sat crossed-legged, exposing his well-tailored suit and shiny shoes.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that although both men were good-looking and around the same age, the man with the prominent suit had a more charming aura about him that might tempt even younger girls of 20 to look his way. 

His hair was a mix of black and gray strands that coordinated beautifully in his slicked-back hairdo.

Both men were good-looking in their own rights, with the one in the cane looking childish, and the one in the suit looking like a domineering president.

The group had cups of tea on their tables with a chest board laid out before them. 

Chen Su moved his knight piece, conquering a few of Bho Su's chess pieces.

"It appears you still haven't gotten better at this." Chen Su stated with a slight grin on his face. "You always lose." 

'You are too predictable,' Chen Su thought, not feeling bad for torturing old Bho to this point. 

Well, Chen Su was also called Old Su by many too. 

He, Old Gia, Old Bho and all those old bastards were around the same age. 

He didn't like them, but since they came from the big prominent families he has had to put up with them for so many years.

Today, he had to meet with Old Bho about business and contract collaborations, though he hated Old Bho's guts. 

If these people were his friends, do you think so many bodyguards would be in the room watching and standing on opposite sides, as though ready to shoot once the signal was given? 

Tsk. 

If it were Old Gia, Old Hou or Old Ghu with Old Bho, there might only be one guard in the room there to assist them with anything like chatting blankets or something else they needed. 

No way. 

If Old Bho was with people he liked, he would leave most, if not all his guards away. 

That was just how much they didn't like each other even though they were already in their late 40s and early 50s.

Since childhood, Chen Su has never liked Old Bho's stuck-up group that loved to fight for justice here and there.

In school, Chen Su was a school bully feared by many. But his reign of terror was always cut short once these bastards appeared.

The most shameful moment in his life was when that Tyrannosaurus, who calls herself Old Madam Ghu, pulverized him up mercilessly when she accidentally walked past an alley with him bullying a new student. 

Old Madam Ghu came from a prominent but lesser wealthy family than Old Ghu. 

How Old Ghu chose to be with that Ape throwing woman was beyond Chen Su. 

Why don't you want a calmer and softer lady?

Why do you want a tomboy who likes competing with boys here and there? 

Aren't you ashamed that your woman can beat you up? 

Trust me, he wasn't speculating but knew for a fact that Old Madam Ghu could beat her husband up and do it well too. 

How Old Ghu chose to stay with her since their younger days when they were 10 to 15, would always be one of the mysteries in his world.

Well, long story short, he hated old Madam Ghu more than he hated Old Bho and the others.

Whenever he saw that woman, he felt like throwing a computer at her.

Don't blame him for disregarding his wealthy etiquette since that woman knows just how to push his buttons.

And whenever they got into an argument, she would clench her fists, threatening him to take their conversation 'outside.'

F*** off!

Do you think he is stupid to allow himself to get beaten by a woman, an old one for that before his subordinates, families and those who look at him enviously?

Chen Su hated to admit it, but the many beatings she gave him when they were younger casted a physiological shadow on him.

~Augh.

Just thinking of the woman's fists made his body shudder.

As of now he still wasn't sure he could win her in a one-on-one match, especially when he heard from a reliable source that Old Bho had his ass handed to him by her not too long ago.

Tsk. 

He dared not touch that gorilla woman, though her provocations always made him return to his School bully demeanor. 

Don't look at him with his stunning suit and cool aura, thinking he had long changed.

No way.

This was just a mask for the world to see.

At heart, he was still a school bully, and the only one who could bring out that part of him was always that King-King woman.

As for Old Bho, the hate he has for them was mostly their righteous and nosy behavior of trying to save people he bullied.

It was annoying that he had no cards against them and was often helpless too. 

After all, he couldn't use his family background against them since they too came from one of the Big 6 families.

No... back then, it was only the Big 5, since the Tian family emerged when he was in his later teens. 

The Tian family sprung up so fast from nowhere like a force that couldn't be stopped. 

Trust him, their Su family did try to stop the rise of the Tians. 

However, their luck seems to be incredible, as if wealth was just falling on their laps.

It was when they birthed their son, Dorian Tian, that their company truly took off and skyrocketed to a crazy feat. 

Long story short, he and Old Bho were part of the mortal enemy cycle yet they sat as civilized people from time to time, curbing their hate and working out business matters as fast as they could.

None could stand each other's presence for so long, but who made them need each other in society to build more wealth? 

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"Old Bho, I can see your IQ hasn't improved a lot since your school days."

"Hmph! How rich, coming from a school bully!"

"Well, it's TRUE that I was one, but my grades remained among the top 5, no?"

"Heh... so what? Just because you did well in school doesn't mean your smarter than me!" Old Bho was angry, playing into Chen Su's schemes just as predicted. 

"Checkmate."

This... this... 

Did he win just like that? 

Old Bho opened and closed his mouth, with no words coming out of them, but Chen Su only chuckled.

"Since I've won then the terms of the contract will be divided as per my requests... As always, it's a pleasure to discuss business with you, Old Bho... now, we can eat."

"Eat your head!" Old Bho exploded, knowing this sly fox had tricked him well. 

Earlier, he could've won, but the old fox said a few manipulative words that made old Bho change his winning move to the one that led to a series of losses for him. 

After his defeat, why should he waste more time with his bastard?

He had no thoughts of eating while looking at the bastard's face.

"Why don't you stay longer? Trust me, I insist."

"And if I don't?"

Old Bho narrowed his gaze at the calm Chen Su who was taking a sip of his tea.

Soon, Chen Su raised his head with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

"Then you can go. But what I have to say indirectly concerns you too."

"Oh?" Old Bho slowly took his seat, with his guards staying very vigilant against Chen Su's group. 

"Well then, out with it. What is it that may or may not concern me?"

Chen Su tapped a single finger on the table rhythmically. 

"It's about your annoying, nosy little friends... Where are they?"