24 Date?

Meng Hao? Wang Ming thought the name was familiar but couldn't remember it straight away. So he asked for more details about him. "Meng Hao, what does he look like?"

Peng Tong felt it was weird that Wang Ming asked about Meng Hao, but took it as he wanted to know more about his potential landlord. To increase his chances. Though Peng Tong knew that the possibilities of Meng Hao letting Wang Ming rent his restaurant was close to 0.

"Meng Hao is in his late mid to late 20s I don't know exactly how old he is. He's a massive man with lots of muscles, his face looks quite menacing, but he's actually very nice, especially to his friends."

"OH" Erupted from Wang Ming's mouth, he remembered now. It was the man that took the same taxi as him a week ago. Meng hao was a weird man, he was hot and cold when they met. But since they knew each other, it could be an advantage.

"I know him, I met him, and we shared a taxi last week. I think he's a nice and reasonable man, so I don't think it will be a problem to convince him to agree."

Nice? Peng Tong thought he and Meng Hao had known each other for a couple of years now. But Meng Hao had never come across as nice to him ever. But since Wang Ming and Meng Hao, knew and were friendly to each other. It also made Peng Tong hopeful maybe he had a chance. So he called Meng Hao to sugarcoat him.

"Ok, I'll hang up now Big bro, call him first, then if he doesn't agree, I will try my best to convince him. Call me back. You're finished."

"Thank you, 'little brother'." Wang Ming heard Peng Tong wanted to refute him when he said little brother, but Wang Ming disconnected the call before he could while laughing.

Calling Meng Hao's number, Wang Ming felt excited and anxious. He hoped he could convince Meng Hao to let him rent the store. He had thought of one, and that was to pay Meng Hao 100000 yuan after one year. Wang Ming was confident to use the 10000 yuan that he had now and turn it into 100000 yuan over the next few months.

Especially if he had a suitable location and didn't need to pay for anything else then ingredients. Though if he had to, then it would probably take him a longer time. Since he would have a lot less money to buy ingredients with, and therefore it would take longer to gather profits.

Meng Hao had been having a turbulent week since he had just opened a guard company. He had to run around the city to promote his company. Even though many people already knew that he had opened his own company, he still had to go to different companies and greet their owners. He would mostly exchange pleasantries, give gifts, and drink some tea.

But this was an important step to grow your business, though almost everybody knows that Meng Hao is Meng Zhong's son. So they would all have to give face to Meng Zhong and make use of Meng Hao's guard company. He still needed to make his own contacts.

Meng Zhong, Meng Hao's father, is one of the wealthiest and most powerful entrepreneurs in the whole Liaoliang city. Even though he doesn't have any backing from the underworld, he still holds a lot of power and influence over the city.

Also, Meng Zhong's father and Meng Hao's grandpa Meng Wei is the ex-mayor of Liaoliang city, and the current Mayor of Liaoliang city is Meng Wei's apprentice. People also say that Meng Wei also has lots of connections in the provincial level administrative divisions. And the committee secretary is also one of Meng Wei's best friends.

Meng Hao had worked the entire day with clients and meeting contacts and finally had time to relax and laze around. His workers and vice president would take care of the rest. He didn't need to do anything anymore for the company. Just as he sat down on his sofa to relax, he got a phone call from an unknown caller.

He didn't want to take the call at all, but since few people knew his number, he accepted the call. And he was glad that he did since it was the person he thought about day and night that called him.

"Hello, I'm Wang Ming. Is this Meng Hao?" When Meng Hao heard the name of the caller, his heart stopped then beat like the motor of a race car driving top speed. He didn't know why, but after he looked at Wang Ming's eyes that one time in the taxi, he couldn't forget him. After stabilizing himself, Meng Hao calmed himself down and acted as normal as possible when he talked back to Wang Ming.

"Hello, is it Wang Ming, the guy I met at the taxi? Is there something I can do for you?" Even though he felt infatuated with Wang Ming, he wasn't stupid either, Wang Ming calling him meant he needed something.

"Hi, I heard from Peng Tong that you have a restaurant at the Feng Zhong market which is vacant. He also said that you are waiting for the perfect person to rent it out to. I'm willing to pay you 100 000 yuan in one year if you can rent it out to me, but sadly I can't pay anything to you before the year is over."

Meng Hao wanted to say that it surprised him, but many people had called him with the same intention. Since his restaurant had a great location, it was in the center of the Feng Shong market, where the best shops is located. It's also where most of the customers and the best paying customers come. Meng Hao had no qualms with letting Wang Ming rent his restaurant because it would give him an excuse to meet Wang Ming more.

Getting 100 000 yuan from the restaurant would be nice, but many people had offered him a lot more to rent the shop. But he wasn't willing to rent it out if it's only for money. But this was a perfect opportunity not only would he be able to set up a date with Wang Ming, he would also have an excuse to meet Wang Ming more. He didn't want to tell Wang Ming that he is gay and that he wants to woo him, at least not yet.

"Ok, I accept your terms, let's meet at Lance Cafe at 10 am to sign the contract and get to know each other. Goodbye!" After Meng Hao hung up the call, he couldn't help but giggle like a girl. Which looked incredibly weird, if anyone saw him now they probably would have sent him to a mental hospital, not everyday you see a big hulk dancing and giggling like a girl.

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