Rebirth: My Home Has Become a Gathering Place for Young Women with a "Crazy" Spirit

Qin Lang's expression darkened slightly. Looking at the shop owner's greedy eyes, he said coldly, "Since that's the case, then call the police and let them handle it."

"Go ahead and report it," the shop owner said, shrugging his shoulders with an air of confidence.

He stared at Qin Lang for a few seconds, then sneered, his tone a mix of disdain and smugness: "Kid, you think calling the police will do any good? Who on this street doesn't know the name of Wu Laosan?"

After a pause, the shop owner, Wu Laosan, added smugly, "To tell you the truth, this shop of mine belongs to the Zhou family. The Zhou family, you know them, right?"

"The Zhou family?" Qin Lang raised an eyebrow and tentatively asked, "Which Zhou family?"

"Which Zhou family are you talking about?" Old Wu raised his chin smugly, his nostrils flaring, and said, "Of course it's the Zhou family of Old Master Zhou Hongyuan! In the entire Jiangcheng, both the legitimate and underworld have to give them some face! Let me tell you, you have to pay for this today, whether you like it or not. Thirty thousand yuan, not a penny less and you won't leave this house."

Upon hearing the name "Zhou Hongyuan," Qin Lang frowned slightly, then a meaningful, cold smile appeared on his lips as he looked at Wu Laosan and asked, "Are you sure this is a Zhou family business?"

"Hehe, what? Scared?" Wu Laosan thought Qin Lang was intimidated by the Zhou family's name. Well, in Taipei, who would dare to disrespect the Zhou family?

"Hehe... Since it belongs to the Zhou family, then... I won't compensate you." Qin Lang said with a half-smile.

"Kid! You're asking for trouble. If you don't pay up, you're not leaving."

No sooner had Wu Laosan finished speaking than footsteps came from the doorway of the inner room of the shop.

Qin Lang turned around and saw two men come out of the inner room. One was tall and thin, the other short and stocky, both wearing black T-shirts with flashy tattoos on their arms. The tall, thin man had a thick gold chain around his neck, like a dog leash. The short, stocky man had a shaved head and a scorpion tattooed on his scalp.

After the two people came in, they stood silently on either side of the shop entrance, like two gatekeepers, blocking the way out.

Su Yue and the other girls turned pale instantly, instinctively taking a half-step back behind Qin Lang. Xu Han, on the other hand, didn't react much. He merely glanced towards the door before looking away, his expression remaining as calm as ever.

Qin Lang looked at the two "door gods" at the entrance, then at the shop owner, and suddenly laughed, a somewhat cold laugh: "Heh... Are you sure?"

Shop owner Wu Laosan's expression changed slightly. For some reason, he felt a chill run down his spine from Qin Lang's gaze, making him uneasy and even giving him goosebumps. But he still forced himself to say, "Enough nonsense! Today, it's 30,000 no matter who comes. Pay up, and I'll let them go; don't blame me if you don't..."

"Okay! Wait a minute, I'll call a friend and ask him to lend me 30,000 yuan."

As he spoke, Qin Lang picked up his phone, found a number, and dialed it.

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you." Old Wu really thought Qin Lang had given in and started making phone calls to borrow money.

Come to think of it, how many people in Taipei dare to challenge the Zhou family? Besides, those girls look like a bunch of edgy girls. If he hangs out with edgy girls, this guy who looks like a student probably doesn't have much strength.

The phone rang three times before being answered. Qin Lang deliberately pressed the speakerphone button.

"Hello Qin Lang, what brings you to call me all of a sudden?" A clear, crisp female voice came from the other end of the line.

Upon hearing the voice, Wu Laosan narrowed his small eyes slightly and muttered, "Hmm? Why does that voice sound so familiar?"

Suddenly, his small eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and an incredulous expression appeared on his face.

Two seconds later, Wu Laosan regained his composure, shook his head, and said, "Impossible, how could this kid possibly know that young lady?"

"Sister Zhou," Qin Lang paused, then continued, "I need your help."

Sister Zhou? Wu Laosan's expression, which had just calmed down, changed again. "No, it must be a coincidence, just a shared surname."

Zhou Ruoyun's voice rang out again from the other end of the phone, tinged with amusement: "Why are you being so polite with me? Tell me, I'll do my best as long as it's within my power."

Qin Lang's lips curled into a slight smile as he slowly spoke into his phone, "Sister Zhou, I'm at 'Fengya Pavilion' in the Cultural and Creative Park of the Iron Tower Shopping Mall. My friend..."

Qin Lang briefly recounted the events, without embellishing or concealing anything.

After listening to the call, Zhou Ruoyun on the other end gave a soft "hmm" and then said, "Give the phone to the boss, I'll talk to him."

Qin Lang glanced at Wu Laosan and handed him the phone: "Sister Zhou wants to talk to you."

Wu Laosan frowned and carefully took the phone. "Hey? You are... Miss Zhou?" Just now, he had perfectly matched the voice on the phone with the voice of the young lady of the Zhou family in his mind. Now he asked this question because he really couldn't believe it.

"This is Zhou Ruoyun from the Zhou family." Zhou Ruoyun's voice turned serious on the other end of the phone. "Explain to me what my friend just said. What's going on?"

Wu Laosan's legs were trembling, his previous arrogance completely gone. He stammered, "Miss... I... I was just confused for a moment, it's a misunderstanding... I'll never dare to do it again! Please forgive me this time!"

"I will inform the relevant family members about this matter; how they handle it is not up to me," Zhou Ruoyun said coldly. "Apologize to Qin Lang immediately. Furthermore, he can give me any item in the shop he likes; just put it in my name!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wu Laosan handed the phone back to Qin Lang, his face plastered with a fawning smile: "Mr. Qin, I was blind to your greatness just now. Please forgive my rudeness and don't hold it against me..."

Qin Lang ignored him, took the phone, and said to Zhou Ruoyun on the other end, "By the way, Sister Zhou, as a friend, I have to remind you, these bottles in your store are obviously fake, even I, a layman, can tell. You guys... hey... why did you snatch my phone?"

Qin Lang was chatting with Zhou Ruoyun when suddenly, Wu Laosan rushed over and tried to snatch Qin Lang's phone.

Fortunately, Qin Lang reacted quickly and dodged to the side, keeping the phone in his hand.

"Mr. Qin... Mr. Qin, although you and Miss Zhou are friends, you can't joke around like that. The plum vase you broke is a Qing Dynasty Qianlong blue and white plum vase with lotus scroll design!" Old Wu's face was a little pale, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked very nervous.

"What? It's fake?" Zhou Ruoyun's voice kept coming from the phone. "Impossible. That plum vase you broke was one I personally found and put on sale in the shop. It's real..."

Zhou Ruoyun didn't finish her sentence, as if she suddenly remembered something, and her voice rose a little: "Wu Laosan! You...you didn't touch anything in the shop, did you?"