Super Rich Man

Chapter 52

Super Rich Man by kiang Chapter 52

Do you not recognize me

Dani only has less than seven minutes from Leon’s given time.

Leon was struck with boredom while Rachel went to wash her hand at the toilet. He pulled out his phone and played games to kill time.

He is not interested in popular games; he prefers solving riddles.

Thinking the tea house is pretty clean, but it made Leon disappointed instead.

A couple walked across him.

The man spoke to Leon in an arrogant manner, “I want your seat!” Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

A waitress noticed the situation and appeared to direct the couple.

“Mister, this is not the only table available in the teahouse. Please follow me and I will find a place just as comfortable for you.”

The man became upset. “You must be a trainee! This table is mine. I come here every week!”

The table Leon and Rachel occupied is next to a window offering an unobscured view of the garden outside. Drinking tea while enjoying the view are two wonderful things.

The only problem is, there is no rule about table ownership. First come, first served.

“Sir, there are several other window tables with views just as great. I will arrange them for you,” the waitress persuaded.

The waitress didn’t ask Leon to move from his seat. First, it’s not her decision. Second, the man’s ridiculous request will destroy the teahouse’s reputation.

“You pheasant! Don’t you have eyes to see? Do you not recognize me, huh? I am Bagas, and since when can you push me around?”

The man named Bagas stared and was going to slap the waitress as he shouted at her.

But when he was about to swing his hand, Leon caught his arm from where he calmly sat, not even standing up.

Leon’s left hand caught Bagas’s arm, while his right hand moved the chest pieces on his phone screen; his focus stays unbothered.

“What kind of man are you to hit a waitress? Life is easy, why make it difficult?” Leon lifted his head while still paying attention to his chess game.

Bagas was overcame with anger. He has spent over a month in Oregon; if he is going to beat someone up, no one is going to stop him.

“Do you want a beating too? Alright, come here!” Bagas provoked Leon at the sight of him playing on his phone.

A cold smile crept on Leon’s face. “I suggest you get out of here while you can still avoid torture,” he calmly said.

“Hahaha! Is that a joke? You’re just a boy playing Gomoku, and you tried to threaten me? Your brain can only play chess!” Bagas said arrogantly, showing his dominance over Leon.

Leon can’t help but feel entertained by Bagas.

Clearly it is a game of Go, not Gomoku. Although both are black and white, Gomoku is played in a closed field, whereas Go are chains. A big difference.

It seems Bagas likes to show off his shallow intelligence about Gomoku.

“This is a game of Go. With your shallow brain, I bet you don’t even know the game rules. Gomoku is a relaxing game whereas Go requires high IQ which I don’t think you imbecile have.”

Leon didn’t feel like explaining too much. As a new player in the network, he is torturing a local player with his strategy and garnered the attention of fellow players.

“Are you making fun of me? During my time in Oregon, no one dared to insult me. You’re the first and the worst!”

Bagas stared at Leon menacingly.

The woman beside Bagas said in a clingy voice, “My hubby, dear, please settle it quickly… We still have shopping to do after tea. You’ve promised me a Hermes bag and a Patek Phillipe watch, don’t forget it, ok?”

Bagas smiled and wrapped his arm around the woman’s slim waist. He turned to the waitress and his expression changed in a second. “Call your manager! Get Ardi here now!” he barked.

The waitress’s face turned pale out of fright, and quickly disappeared to call her manager. It seems he is not an ordinary man!