[Shop - Tipsy Bikini]

Once night falls, the lighting system is fully activated, and rock music along with the chatter of customers fills every inch of space. Beautiful girls in various bikinis walk between red stools and leather-wrapped sofa booths.

John and Angelica sit in a familiar corner, eating melon seeds and watching the news with other customers. The explosive revelations have repeatedly rocked Sakura Cross Street from top to bottom, eager to blame all the city's shady deals on the Eastern People.

Tipsy Bikini is located in the West District, which is territory of the Black Gold Gang, so the drunks and hooligans present are naturally clapping and cheering.

John withdrew his gaze and, as the escort of these materials, shared Pierre's story with Angelica.

"...Whew~ Honestly, it's quite tiring. I just want to chug ice-cold beer now and have something delicious."

In front of him on the table was a "Ma's Kruku" glass, filled with Angelica's newly introduced high-alcohol black beer.

The drunks gave it rave reviews, saying that the stimulant ratio and taste were unparalleled, and Tipsy Bikini was the only place selling it in the whole West District.

John stuffed his mouth with meat sauce pasta, downed it with some beer, and focused his gaze on the electronic menu.

He looked very intently, instinctively wanting to find references to learn from as he was about to become a shop owner.

Details he hadn't noticed before gradually emerged.

Tipsy Bikini encompassed almost every packaged drink available on the streets of Eden City. There were two whole pages of craft beer alone, in the prime real estate of Bolago's outer mall. Besides occupying the largest corner shop, it even had a delivery passage and a warehouse adjacent to a commercial goods elevator.

There were two rotating bartenders in the bar.

The male was tall and handsome, the female sexy and charming.

They alternated shifts, and when they took time off, Angelica filled in. Occasionally, there were temporary workers, but no matter who stood behind the bar, in their little suits, there was no one subpar under their hands.

A row of displays adorned the bar top, with comprehensive programs and a specially designed sound system, ensuring that guests who leaned over to watch variety shows weren't affected by the distant rock atmosphere, and the bartenders wouldn't turn their ears to ask what was said just now.

All of this was by design, full of details.

Next to the TV was a suspended handwritten board displaying a unique drinks menu tested by the market. Each one had left a memorable story in the hearts of regular customers.

John was watching very seriously.

Suddenly, a gust of fruity tobacco scent blew across his face.

Angelica was holding an e-cigarette, propping up her chin, and puffing towards him from across the table.

She inquired in a low voice with a conspiratorial tone.

"Are you scouting the place? Hey, if you want to rob this bar, would you need an inside man... Trust me, I'm very familiar with this place. How about splitting the spoils after it's done..."

She covered her lips with her hand, her eyes twinkling, and her expression was as serious as a robber's accomplice rather than the shop owner.

John was blank for two seconds, then nodded seriously.

"Sounds good, do you have any suggestions?"

"I suggest you just kidnap the shop owner; it's much simpler than wreaking havoc in the bar."

Angelica said, putting her wrists together.

She lowered her gaze, squinting her eyes, her lips full and red, and her loose blonde hair dangling over her exposed shoulders.

John had long passed the stage of being teased by her words.

He shook his head, picked up the beer, and switched topics.

"Sorry, seriously, I'm planning to open a food shop."

"You?"

Angelica was slightly shocked, crossed her legs, and picked up an e-vaporizer to scrutinize him.

"Who gave you the lousy idea? God, don't you think opening a shop is easy?"

"Uh-huh, in fact, I've already done it."

Seeing Angelica raise her eyebrows, John then talked about the subsequent story of Maya, emphasizing the process of connecting all the links.

He made sure everyone involved benefited, achieving a balance, considering it quite a sense of accomplishment.

Angelica said nothing, squinted, licked her teeth, and after a moment, shook her head with a bitter smile.

"...You're really a jerk, John, why did you set me up?"

"Sorry, what?"

John was a bit stunned by the sudden accusation, his motion of holding the beer glass halting.

Angelica saw he truly didn't understand and explained:

It was no problem for John to open a restaurant or to bring in the Black Gold Gang for protection, but during negotiations, he mentioned that Bone Shards could integrate the West District Market, effectively putting Angelica, the former distributor, up for sale.

Bone Shards were busy fighting the Owl Town Gang and were just short of money.

If they really wanted to target the fresh market, negotiating with the Radiant Dust Farm would definitely take away all West District distributorships, including Angelica's share.

John tried to clarify.

"When I negotiated with Bone Shards, he said if choosing partners, I could go through you... I thought..."

"Oh, dear..."

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

"That's a display of dominance, John. Bone Shards mean— even if it's your first time discussing this with him, he already knows who the distributors on Dan Street are. No message or person can escape his sight, but you didn't grasp that at all... He immediately realized you weren't as smart as you thought, and someone else helped you with the ideas..."

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