Chapter 32
"However, I'm sorry, but I'm still a Chinese citizen."
This is nothing short of using usurious loans to harm our own fellow citizens in pursuit of exorbitant profits!
I wouldn't even consider committing such despicable acts!
"Um?"
When Edward Stock heard Alan Yager describe him as worse than a beast, his once triumphant smile instantly collapsed.
Alan Yegel, you really need to think things through carefully!
Everyone in Seattle knows full well that you're merely a son-in-law who entered the Klein family through backdoor channels!
The fact that I'm able to discuss business with you in person shows how much I respect you!
Don't refuse the toast; drink it as punishment!
At the threat implied in Edward Stock's words, Alan Yager laughed too—his laughter was distinctly sinister and enchanting.
Sorry, but I don't drink alcohol with people I'm not very familiar with!
As he spoke, Alan Yegel turned to one side and signaled to William Evans.
George, see you!
At his elder brother's command, William Evans swiftly adjusted his towering frame—as imposing as an iron tower—and extended a formal "please" gesture toward Edward Stock.
Brother Jiang, please!
Although William Evans was saying "please" aloud at that moment, the expression on his face spoke volumes.
"If you don't leave, I'll throw you out."
Today, I went to Night Color Bar to discuss business with Alan Yager—Edward Stock never imagined he would be rejected by him.
So I didn't bring any other followers with me.
Given William Evans' massive physique, any physical confrontation would surely end badly for me.
At that moment, Edward Stock let out a heavy hum and then stood up promptly, fully aware of the situation.
But as he passed by Alan Yager, he stopped and gave him a glance.
Alan Yager, I hope you won't regret your decision!
By Edward Stock's rambling remarks, Alan Yager seemed growing impatient.
She cleaned her ears and replied with a hint of sarcasm.
"I don't know if I'll regret it later!"
All I know is that you're just nagging me—this young master won't let you leave this door today!
“ you ！”
For Alan Yager, the saying "Leave room for future encounters" simply holds no meaning whatsoever.
Edward Stock no longer wanted to prolong the awkward situation and simply walked out of the Night Bar.
No one noticed this—right as he stepped out of the Night Bar, he uttered a nonsensical phrase into the darkness.
The person has been found, right?
"Ha! Alan Yegel, I'm about to expose your most important weakness!"
Fifteen minutes later, at the entrance of a slum area not far from Seattle's pedestrian street.
As always, Sarah Hill was preparing to go to the Nightlight Bar for her regular singing gig.
But as soon as I reached the entrance of the alley, a sinister smile appeared before me.
"Hello, Miss Sally Hill."
When she saw the man in a suit suddenly appear before her, Sarah Hill gave him a wary glance.
“ Who are you ？”
Seeing Sally Hill look like a frightened young deer, the man before her smiled faintly.
Miss Song, please don't be nervous. I'm Edward Stock, the manager of Rose Bar.
You're truly innocent and adorable! No wonder there are rumors that you're the very source of Night Color Bar's success.
Indeed, the man standing at the entrance of the shantytown, scrutinizing Salie Hill, was none other than Edward Stock—the same individual who had been driven out of the Night Bar by Alan Yager.
Before she could even figure out why the owner of Rose Bar had come looking for her,
He was the first to explain his purpose.
Miss Song, I've come to you this time hoping you could join our Rose Bar as a regular performer.
And based on your personal image, I'm willing to offer you three times the usual compensation!
As she listened to Edward Stock's words, Sally Hill was initially taken aback.
I perform at a night club, earning a daily wage of one thousand. Multiplying that by three would bring my income to a full three thousand.
This amount is nearly on par with the salary of an average office clerk, making it truly tempting for Sally Hill.
However, at that moment, Sally Hill still shook her head.
Mr.Jiang, thank you for your kind consideration, but I think I'm doing just fine at Nighttime Bar right now.
"So I don't want to move to an unfamiliar environment."
“ so sorry ！”
After politely declining an offer from Edward Stock, Sarah Hill set about preparing to start working at the Nighttime Bar.
Before her delicate frame could even reach level with Edward Stock's shoulders, he spoke again.
Miss Song, please don't refuse me so quickly!
I've heard for a long time that you're on bad terms with Alan Yegel, the manager of Night Color Bar!
Are you going to perform regularly at a bar? It's simply because I love singing! If my mood is bad, how could I possibly sing something cheerful?
When he saw Sally Hill, he paused again due to his own words.
Edward Stock turned his head directly and prepared to strike the iron while it was still hot.
And as you know, Alan Yager isn't exactly someone who excels at anything!
I'm not sure what conflict you have with Alan Yager, but given Miss Song's beauty, something will inevitably happen right under his nose!
Since it's still a home game, why not move to a safer location?
Edward Stock's words were truly a wake-up call.
Indeed, Alan Yager had previously tarnished his reputation through despicable means.
Who knows if they'll use the same tactics to bully me again in the future.
While Alan Yager may have been grateful to his family, upon closer reflection, this was undoubtedly one of his strategic ploys.
If you choose to switch jobs, it's indeed a good way to stay away from him.
Realizing this, Sarah Hill took a deep breath.
Alright, I promise you I'll change jobs!
Sally Hill would readily agree to changing jobs, whereas Edward Stock was not surprised at all.
Meanwhile, at Nighttime Bar, it's already time to open for business.
However, all the men and women who came to the bar today noticed something.
It was the passing of my beloved resident singer, Sally Hill.
Immediately, someone began to question them directly.
How did you manage to set up this night club? Why hasn't Sally Hill come perform here yet today?
Most customers who visit The Nighttime Bar are drawn by Sally Hill's singing.
The news that Sally Hill hadn't shown up for today's performance still sent shockwaves through the crowd.
"That's right—why didn't Sally Hill come perform at the concert today?"
Could it be that the bar manager had a dispute with Miss Sarah Hill and ended up kicking her out?
"Return Miss Sally Hill to us!"
This was the first time William Evans had encountered such a situation.
Even Alan Yager never imagined that Sally Hill would become so popular among these customers.
I immediately saw him walk to the elevated area of the dance floor, raise both arms horizontally, and press down slightly.
After moving to the dance floor where it had become slightly quieter, Alan Yegel finally began speaking.
Thank you all for your support of Miss Sarah Hill at Night Color Bar!
Today, Miss Sally Hill has already informed me that she is feeling unwell and may arrive later than scheduled.
Don't worry; she definitely will come.
And as a gesture of apology from our Night Bar, all your purchases today will be free of charge!
The main reason people come to the bar is simply for fun.
