My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 162: Businessmen
【Shop - Tipsy Bikini】

The lighting system is fully turned on after nightfall, rock music and the noise of customers fill every inch of the space, and beautiful girls in various bikinis walk among the red footstools and leather-wrapped sofa booths.

John and Angelica sat in a familiar corner, eating melons and watching the news with other customers. The revelations blew up Sakura Cross Street from head to toe over and over again, and they wanted to put the blame on the Japanese for all the dark deals in the city.

Tipsy Bikini is located in the West District, which is the territory of the Black Gold Gang. Naturally, most of the drunkards and gangsters present applauded and cheered.

John withdrew his gaze. As the escort of these materials, he also shared Pire's story with Angelica.

"... Phew~ To be honest, I'm really tired. I just want to drink a lot of cold beer and have something delicious."

On the table in front of him was a "Masch Kruku" cup, which contained Angelica's new strong dark beer.

Drunkards give it extremely high praise, saying that the stimulant ratio and taste are unparalleled, and that Tipsy Bikini is the only restaurant in the entire West End that has the right to sell it.

John stuffed his mouth with spaghetti bolognese, took a sip of wine, and focused his eyes on the electronic menu.

He was watching very attentively; as he was about to become a shop owner, he instinctively wanted to find someone to refer to and learn from.

Details that I had not noticed before gradually emerged.

Tipsy Bikini carries almost all packaged drinks that can be bought on the streets of Eden City. The variety of craft beer alone takes up two pages. In the Borago outer shopping mall, where every inch of land is valuable, it not only occupies the largest corner shop, but also has a delivery channel and a warehouse next to the commercial freight elevator.

There are two bartenders on duty at the bar.

The man is tall and handsome, and the woman is sexy and charming.

They work in shifts, and Angelica takes over when they have a day off. Occasionally, there will be temporary workers, but no matter who stands behind the bar, as long as they put on a blazer, there is no bad guy under their command.

There is a row of monitors on top of the bar with a full range of programs and a specially designed sound system to ensure that guests who come over to watch the variety show will not be affected by the rock atmosphere in the distance, and the bartender will not turn his ear to ask what the other person just said.

This is all design, full of details.

There is a hanging writing board next to the TV, on which is a unique wine list that has been tested by the market, each of which has left a deep impression on old customers.

John watched it very carefully.

Suddenly a fruity aroma of tobacco blew into his face.

Angelica held the e-cigarette in her hand, propped up her chin, pouted her lips and sat opposite him, blowing air at him.

She asked in a conspiratorial voice.

"Are you scouting the place? Hey, if you want to rob this bar, do you need an insider? Trust me, I'm very familiar with this place. How about we split the profits after the operation is completed..."

She covered her lips with her hand, her eyes flickered, and her expression was as serious as that of an accomplice of the robbery rather than a shop owner.

John's mind went blank for two seconds, then he nodded seriously.

"That sounds good, do you have any suggestions?"

"I suggest you kidnap the shop owner directly. This is much easier than killing people in a bar."

Angelica said as she put her wrists together.

She lowered her gaze and squinted her eyes, her lips were full and rosy, and her loose blonde hair fell down along her shoulders that were exposed by her side parting.

This was not the first time John had dealt with her, and he had long passed the stage of being verbally teased.

He shook his head, picked up his beer, and changed the subject.

"Sorry, seriously, I'm planning on opening a food store."

"you?"

Angelica was slightly shocked, crossed her legs, picked up the electronic respirator and examined the other person.

"Who gave you this bad idea? God, you don't think it's easy to open a shop, do you?"

"Uh-huh, actually, I already did that."

John saw Angelica's eyebrows raised, so he told her the follow-up of Maya's story, emphasizing the process of how he connected each link.

He ensures that everyone involved benefits and achieves a balance, which he considers to be quite fulfilling.

Angelica didn't say anything, she narrowed her eyes, licked her teeth, and after a moment she smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"…You are such a jerk, John. Why did you cheat me?"

"Sorry what?"

John was a little dazed by the sudden accusation and stopped holding the glass.

Seeing that he really didn't understand, Angelica explained:
There was no problem with John opening a restaurant, and it was also right to bring in the Black Gold Gang as a protective umbrella for the local bully. However, during the negotiation process, he mentioned that Guzha could integrate the West District market, which was equivalent to selling Angelica, the former distributor.

Guzha was busy waging war against the Xiaocheng Gang and was short of money.

If they really wanted to target the fresh produce market, they would definitely take away all the agency rights in the western region after negotiating with Radiation Farms, including Angelica's share.

John tried to explain.

"When I was negotiating with Guzha, he said that if he wanted to choose a partner, he could go through you... I thought..."

"Oh, dear..."

Angelica shook her head helplessly and crossed her arms, as if she was hurt and worried about John's innocence.

"That's a display of dominance, John. What Bone-Slag meant is that even if you talked to him about this for the first time, he knew who the distributor of Danny Street was. No information or people could escape his sight, but you didn't even hear it... He would immediately realize that you are not as smart as you thought, and the idea was also given to you by others..."

"Fake!"

John thought about it for a moment, agreed with this statement, frowned, and felt a sense of suffocation.

When Oros formulated the strategy, she didn’t know that Angelica was the original regional distributor, and even if she knew, she wouldn’t care.

"How can I compensate you... um, if Bone Shatter wants to mess with your business, or hurt you... I can..."

He was thinking about how to correct the mistake, but he found that the girl opposite him buried her head in her arms, shaking with laughter.

"Puchi, hahaha~ You are so cute, John."

Angelique pursed her lips, leaving the mercenary on the other side confused, until she had gained enough emotional value, then she continued to speak.

"...First of all, I'm not kidding. Your directing of bone slag to the fresh food business will really affect my agency rights... Well, I don't care about this stuff."

The Radiation Dust Farm was officially sold and developed in Eden City not long ago. Although it is located on the edge of the West District, the red-bearded farmer does not have much intersection with the Black Gold Gang.

Before Mr. Vito could reach a cooperation with the other party, internal changes and gang wars occurred.

Angelica knew the "farmer" quite early.

Because she helped the other party with some small favors, she was qualified as the regional distribution agent of the Borago Club.

But Angelica didn't care.

The main business of Tipsy Bikini is a bar. The current business has reached the scale she expected and there is no need to expand new businesses. Fresh food is just a hobby and has never been on the menu. Only a few old friends can enjoy it.

"If you want bone chips, just take them. I only need a small amount, but I have many channels and methods."

John was slightly relieved to hear that the problem was resolved.

Angelica shook her head helplessly and gave some suggestions on store management.

The protein factory has dominated the food market in Eden City for many years. Citizens have been eating industrial products for a long time, which has affected their digestive system. Ordinary people will experience physical discomfort when they eat modified fresh food for the first time.

This requires a buffering process. John can directly engage in the distribution of fresh raw materials, act as a supply point, and resell fresh meat and vegetable raw materials to customers.

"If you want to make hot food, it's best to set the grade, mix fresh food and industrial products, just like steak has different degrees of doneness, and let customers choose the level they can bear according to the mixed ratio."

"Damn, I never thought about that."

"It's not too late to use your brain now, John. Doing business and being a mercenary are two different things. Fortunately, Maya and Gary have experience. Listen to their advice and don't interfere and try to be a shark coin..."

Angelica then shared more common sense and tips on how to protect your store in the streets full of gunfire.

John started to have a headache before he finished listening to this control.

"Damn, how am I going to remember this? Uh, well, I'm starting to think that opening a store was a stupid decision."

He was a little discouraged and found that it was not easier than being a mercenary.

Angelica propped her chin up, kissed the straw, and enjoyed the special drink handed over by the bartender with an expected smile.

At this time, Gino appeared at the door of the bar.

She walked through the booths and tables, kicked the idiot who was immersed in the VR game and stretched his legs out, and walked to where the two were.

"Move in, John."

"You look like a pufferfish. Are those cheekbones and dark circles under your eyes from sparring or something?"

"That's not funny, John, especially when you're chewing the noodles that were meant for me."

"what?"

"Otherwise, brother, who knows when you'll show up? It's impossible for you to sit down and get a hot meal."

John felt no guilt at all and said provocatively that the food tasted good and that he would always pay for it anyway.

But it was also clear that Gino was in a really bad mood.

She gave him a middle finger and sat next to Angelica.

John smiled helplessly.

"Haha, we were having a good chat just now, why don't you join us and tell me which jerk pissed you off. If we're close enough, I can come over and support you, oh, for free."

"You just want to have fun with me."

Gino narrowed his eyes, snatched the wine from Angelica, and drank it down in one gulp, while raising his middle finger higher and even spinning it - this was the gesture used in the boxing gym to respond to assholes.

She was wearing a grey vest today, her hands were wrapped in boxing straps, overalls and high-top sneakers. She was probably helping Macao with odd jobs in the store and came over for dinner.

Angelica had known Gino for a long time and didn't mind her little sister's temper. She just quietly operated the terminal and asked the bartender to bring more drinks and food.

She raised her palm to block Gino's direction and deliberately said a word in a loud voice.

【Emotional hurt.】

"Damn it, why don't you two talk about it while you're having sex?"

Gino pulled her silver-streaked hair up into a ball.

John noticed the portable headband around her neck - a super-sensory chip that could play some formats and most immersive VR games on the market.

This product has very good sales and a high penetration rate.

At Sakura Crossroads, you can often see people wearing headbands and glasses, sitting in the corners of apartments or in dark alleys "rewarding themselves".
In industrial areas and slum communities, citizens of Eden who are immersed in illusory desires are everywhere.

Gino picked up the headband and placed it on his ears, apparently turning on some music to isolate himself from the conversations around him. He enjoyed the newly served food alone, and also tacitly allowed the two of them to talk about their own embarrassing stories.

Angelica didn't hesitate, she put her arm around him, crossed her legs and said.

After Guzha took over the Black Gold Gang's boxing business, he increased the prize money and the bloodiness of the matches. In addition, he also launched more eye-catching projects.

“Like women’s boxing events.”

"I thought only Japanese people would play that kind of game."

John sneered twice.

Angelica shook her head.

"It's a proper boxing match, not a pornographic movie with a super-sensory chip. There's no tearing of clothes and execution of the winner."

"Ah? What's the difference from before? There are always female boxers in the black boxing arena. I've seen quite a few fierce ones who can crush their opponent's internal organs with just two punches..."

Although the proportion of female boxers is small, they are not rare.

Angelica tapped the table, waved to call up the holographic projection, and clicked on the advertisement placed by the Borago Club in the homepage system.

The female boxing matches set up by Guzha are all featuring beauties with pretty faces and amazing bodies, or those who are very androgynous and have an A-grade aura.

The key point is that these people are not just pretty faces, they are really good at boxing. At least judging from the promotional videos, they are at the level of weekly champions.

In order to create this new program, Gucha specially trained a group of girls privately, and then upgraded their prosthetics and adjusted their bodies to ensure that every guest has enough highlights and audiences.

Professional boxing matches coupled with excellent looks are definitely a good change of pace for the audience who are tired of watching hot-blooded black boxing.

John hasn't been to a black boxing match for a long time, and he hasn't paid much attention to it. But he heard from Angelica that it's quite popular.

Everyone went to buy tickets with the mentality of changing their taste, and ended up getting hooked. The betting and ancillary income broke records every time, and even attracted investment from TV programs. Jingke Heavy Industry injected funds to open a new variety show, and the broadcast time and online betting frequency band have been finalized...

Guzha is indeed good at business.

When he said he looked down on John's food business, he wasn't really insulting him; he was even being too friendly.

"What does this have to do with Gino?"

John glanced at the girl who was listening to music and eating next to him - strictly speaking, Gino looked pretty good, but compared to the promotional video, she lacked the highlights and temperament to attract attention.

Angelica said that after the boxing match opens, you can apply for the qualifying rounds and qualification tests offline.

Some girls who wanted to change their fate began to sign up to learn fighting. Gino and Macao's bandage boxing gym was well-known in the industry. After all, they were Mr. Vito's coaches for new boxers. A large number of girls came to the gym without even handing out flyers.

Gino made a girlfriend at the boxing gym.

They had been together for a while and were having a pretty good time. I heard that the girl was very considerate and tolerant, and had coaxed Gino into a state of confusion. But she lost contact and ran away right after the preliminaries.

She was spotted by a boxing scout, who introduced her to a new coaching team and sponsors.

"That bitch just wanted to use me as a stepping stone. It's a pity that Makao took the trouble to train her for my sake."

Gino took off her headband, feeling a little sad. It turned out that she had not turned on the noise reduction and music, and was just eavesdropping the whole time.

John pursed his lips and observed three seconds of silence before speaking.

"Wow, okay, what do you want me to do? Tie you up and throw you in a room with the door locked so you two can talk, or teleport to a dark alley and punch her twice?"

"You're an asshole too."

"Hey, I'm serious, Gino."

"You don't have to do anything, OK? That's how it is in Eden City. If you want to survive, you have to do your best. If you want to live well, you have to have no bottom line. If she can deceive others, she is capable. Whoever reveals his true feelings deserves to be unlucky..."

(End of this chapter)