Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Chen Zhao has not been so humiliated for a long time.

Even little Gelin was humiliated.

Chen Zhao hates this feeling.

Chen Zhao has never been the kind of person who knows how to hide his emotions.

If you lose something, find it yourself.

Half an hour later, a car stopped in front of Chen Zhao.

An older handsome man got out of the car.

"Hello, are you Mr. Chen? I am Nafa Tang En."

"Hello Mr. Nafa."

"Call me Twain." Nafa Twain was able to become a super first-line star, not by putting on airs everywhere.

He is very aware of the importance of connections. Since Chen Zhao can invite Yamila, it means that Chen Zhao's background is definitely not weak.

Of course, as a super A-list star, a Hollywood star at the international superstar level.

If he was just Yamila, he wouldn't be able to compromise.

He and Yamila are more of an exchange of interests.

If compared with the exchange of interests between him and Yamila, a restaurant is obviously not worth mentioning.

"Mr. Chen, my suggestion is to transfer 60% of the restaurant's shares to you, and I will keep 40%. Believe me, this is the best choice for the restaurant." Nafa Tang En said.

"Do you mind if I use your name to make money?" Chen Zhao said with a smile.

"If I can make friends like Mr. Chen, I think this effort is worth it." Nafa Tang En is very good at talking.

At least, Nafa Tang En's attitude made Chen Zhao feel comfortable.

"I'll go up with you." Nafa Twain said, "Just in time to announce this to the restaurant employees."

"Okay, my girlfriend is still sitting over there."

Nafa Tang En followed Chen Zhao, and when he saw Fali, his words were equally appropriate.

"Is that beautiful lady your girlfriend?"

Fali saw Nafa Tang En next to Chen Zhao, with a look of surprise on her face.

Unlike Chen Zhao who is blind to what's happening around the window, she still pays some attention to Hollywood.

So she recognized Nafa Tang En at first sight.

"Hello, beautiful lady, I am Mr. Chen's friend." Nafa Tang En smiled and shook hands with Fali.

"Hello." Fali didn't understand why Chen Zhao brought Nafa Tang En.

But Nafa Tang En is definitely not Chen Zhao’s friend, at least not very familiar with him.

She basically knows all of Chen Zhao's friends and has a good relationship with them.

Moreover, when Chen Zhao's friends are called Chen Zhao, they don't add the word "Mr."

"Mr. Chen heard that Miss Fali liked my restaurant, so he asked me to buy shares in Marina Restaurant. From now on, Miss Fali can come to the restaurant whenever she wants."

Fali looked at Chen Zhao with a look of disbelief on her face.

But she was more moved. She didn't expect that Chen Zhao would buy the restaurant directly because of her words.

"Fali, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

"fine."

…

The three of them went up to the restaurant. When the waiter at the door saw Chen Zhao, he just wanted to come up and humiliate Chen Zhao again.

However, he saw Nafa Tang En next to Chen Zhao, and the waiter's expression couldn't help but change, with a look of panic on his face.

"Willy, is there any room available?" Nafa Twain walked to the front desk and asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Mr. Chen, Miss Fali, let's go in."

When Chen Zhao walked to the door, he stopped and turned to look at the waiter: "By the way, your name is Willy, right?"

Chen Zhao had a meaningful smile on his face, and Willy's expression became panicked.

"Willy, this is Mr. Chen. He will be the majority shareholder of the restaurant from now on. When you see Mr. Chen and Miss Fali from now on, you must respect them as you respect me."

Major shareholder? Willy's face became very ugly, and his smile became stiff.

The three of them entered the restaurant and entered the private room chatting and laughing happily.

This box is by the window, with a huge floor-to-ceiling glass wall, overlooking the night view of the entire Beverly Hills, and the interior layout is also very exquisite.

"Mr. Chen, I won't disturb you and Miss Fali. Goodbye." Not long after, the waiter came in to take their order.

After ordering, Chen Zhao stood up and said, "Fali, I want to go to the bathroom."

Then Chen Zhao walked out of the restaurant and looked around.

The restaurant business is pretty good.

Chen Zhao spent US$8 million to buy 60% of the shares, which was quite cost-effective.

Per capita spending at Marina's is around $6,000.

The business hours are only from 5 to 10 pm, and it only operates for five hours.

The turnover per night is about 300,000 U.S. dollars, and the net income after deducting the cost of work is about 50,000 U.S. dollars.

It takes about a year to recover the cost.

Normally, Nafa Twain would not put such a golden chicken laying eggs for sale.

Chen Zhao didn't know what price Yamira paid, but Chen Zhao also paid a price.

Although this was the result of impulsiveness, Chen Zhao felt that this business was a good one.

After all, 60% of the shares of this golden chicken that lays eggs now belong to him.

When Chen Zhao reached the intersection, a waiter came over.

"Sir, how can I help you?" The waiter already knew that Chen Zhao was the majority shareholder of the restaurant, so he was particularly respectful to Chen Zhao.

"Do you know which table Mr. Sonnenfeld is dining at?" Chen Zhao asked.

"Yes, sir."

"take me."

The waiter took Chen Zhao to the table where Sonnenfeld and Salad were sitting.

The two were having a pleasant dinner together, but Chen Zhao, an uninvited guest, appeared in front of them.

"Why did you come in? Damn it, why did you come in such a high-end place?" Sonnenfeld looked at Chen Zhao with dissatisfaction.

Chen Zhao looked at Sonnenfeld with a smile, holding the ten-dollar sheet Sonnenfeld gave him.

"Mr. Sonnenfeld, I am very grateful for the ten dollars you gave me. I will keep this ten dollars well. I will always remember what Mr. Sonnenfeld said to me." Chen Zhao smiled. said.

After saying that, Chen Zhao turned around and left.

Both Sonnenfeld and Shala were very unhappy with Chen Zhao's remarks.

Everyone could tell that Chen Zhao was declaring war on them.

"Waiter, why did he come in?" Sonnenfeld asked unhappily.

"Mr. Sonnenfeld, he just became the majority shareholder of my Marina restaurant."

"What? How is it possible? How many people in Hollywood want to buy this restaurant, but Nafa Twain has never agreed. How could it be sold to an inexplicable Asian?"

"I don't know about this either. If you have any questions, you can ask Mr. Nafa Twain."