Wang Chunmin and his two subordinates stood frozen in place.

They stood no chance against a professional lawyer.

"Now, you have no reason to seal my client’s shop. Please unseal it immediately, or my client will pursue criminal charges against you in accordance with the law."

"Brother Wang..."

With everyone watching, Wang Chunmin clenched his fists and spoke, his voice filled with unwillingness:

"We can hold off on sealing your shop today, but I’ll be discussing this with the mall’s legal department. I hope you’ll take a hard look at your own issues and correct them soon."

"Now, let’s not say that."

Wang Chunmin was about to leave, but Lin Jiang stopped him.

"We’re actually not sure what the problem is. Why don’t you point it out for us, Manager Wang?"

Wang Chunmin’s face turned pale. He had been looking for an excuse to get out of this mess, but he never expected Lin Jiang to show him no mercy at all.

"Don’t you worry. We’ll compile a list of all the issues and inform you later. Let’s go."

"Not so fast."

Wang Chunmin’s heart sank. He was starting to get scared of Lin Jiang and just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible.

Lin Jiang pointed to his shop.

"If you still want to seal this place, we can take the legal route. If not, then take down those seals. Don’t get in the way of my business."

"Lin Jiang, don’t forget you’re running a business here. If this gets too ugly, it won’t do you any good. You need to understand that sometimes, you have to know when to bow your head!"

"Bow my head? My ass! My revenue in a single day could buy one of your legs. You really think I give a damn about this shithole of yours?"

With a cold expression, Lin Jiang stared at Wang Chunmin and said, enunciating every word:

"Are you taking them down, or not?"

Wang Chunmin’s eyes narrowed, and he ground his teeth so hard he felt like they would shatter.

He’d worked at the mall for years, and it was always others who bowed and scraped before him. He had never been humiliated like this.

To be publicly insulted by a newcomer in front of so many people... he had completely lost face.

"Fine. You win. Go take down the seals."

The two subordinates had no choice, feeling utterly embarrassed themselves.

They had just put the seals up, and now they were taking them right back down. It was a total loss of face.

[Enemy hatred detected. Combat mode initiated.]

[Level 1: Wang Chunmin, Martial Force: 11]

Lin Jiang smirked. He could tell the bastard was holding a grudge, but he also knew that even with a borrowed spine, Wang Chunmin wouldn’t dare to actually do anything.

RRRIP— RRRIP—

All the seals on the shop were torn down, and Wang Chunmin didn’t dare stir up any more trouble.

He realized Lin Jiang was more of a rogue than he’d imagined, and there was no point in clashing with him head-on.

The three of them left, and the shop quieted down.

[Minion has been slain. Reward: Attribute Card*1, 50,000 cash]

Seeing the game notification, Lin Jiang stretched a little, ready to get back to business.

Just then, a woman walked in. She was wearing cargo pants and a baseball cap, carrying a travel backpack, and had on a pair of black-framed glasses.

"Excuse me, are you still open today?"

The woman’s voice had a faint, magnetic quality, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of a Beijing accent. Her makeup-free cheeks exuded a natural beauty.

From her attire, you could tell she was here as a tourist.

"We’re open," Lin Jiang said. "Yuanyuan, a customer."

"Coming!"

The shop quickly returned to normal. Customers began to stream in, and within minutes, the place was half full.

"Boss Lin, you have friends here, so I won’t disturb you. I’ll come find you later," He Jing said apologetically.

"Don’t worry about it. I’ll come find you later. Wait for me in your office."

"That works too. If I’m not there, just give me a call."

"Okay."

After He Jing left, Lin Jiang and the two women went outside.

The two of them, Qin Yangyang and Liang Shuhuo, were constantly sizing each other up.

In their minds, each gave the other a high appraisal for both her looks and her presence.

"I really appreciate your help today. Are you two free for lunch?" Lin Jiang asked.

"I can’t. I have a meeting with a client."

Qin Yangyang looked at her watch and said:

"I have to go now. I can’t stay and chat. Call me if anything else comes up."

"Okay."

Qin Yangyang turned and left, and Lin Jiang watched her until she got in her car.

"What would you like for lunch? My treat," Lin Jiang asked Liang Shuhuo.

"I have to get back to something too. Don’t worry about me, just go take care of your business," Liang Shuhuo said.

"But remember this: there’s absolutely nothing wrong with the noodle shop’s design and renovation. You don’t have to be afraid of anyone who comes looking for trouble about it."

"That’s a relief to hear."

"Of course. I’m a professional in this area; I never drop the ball. Go on, get back to your business."

"Come on, I’ll take you back."

"Don’t be silly. It’s not like we’re strangers. I can just grab a cab."

Lin Jiang walked Liang Shuhuo to the curb and hailed a taxi for her. Then, he called He Jing and asked her to come out. They met at a nearby Sichuan restaurant.

"What’s with Wang Chunmin? It seems like he’s intentionally targeting me. It doesn’t feel normal," Lin Jiang said.

"To be honest, I find it strange too. I went back yesterday and spoke to the VP of operations about it, and he didn’t get it either. Your shop is so popular and brings so much traffic to the mall. Logically, there’s no reason they should be giving you trouble."

He Jing shared her thoughts:

"He told me yesterday that he would escalate the issue and find out what was going on. He even told me not to worry."

He Jing sighed. "I thought everything was resolved. I really didn’t expect Wang Chunmin to come after you again, especially not with seals to shut you down."