Cannon Fodder Substitute Alliance 

Chapter 8

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Editor: Sai Hiroto

"You are very compassionate." When Cheng Lang went downstairs, he suddenly heard someone talking.

Cheng Lang looked carefully and saw Lu Chengxuan standing between the first and second floors, with his back against the wall, and the cigarette in his mouth was extinguished.

Noticing Cheng Lang's eyes, Lu Chengxuan sneered, "First it was Shen Huaiyu, and now it's Meng Tianye. You seem to be very interested in my people."

Cheng Lang kept smiling, "Mr. Lu misunderstood. The two of them—one is my classmate and the other is my colleague. I just maintain the most basic interpersonal communication."

"Really?" Lu Chengxuan asked calmly, "Opening a milk tea shop with Shen Huaiyu is also within the most basic range of human relations?"

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows. It was not surprising that Lu Chengxuan knew about this. After all, in the original novel, besides being a scumbag, the protagonist also has the attributes of a domineering boss. So Cheng Lang didn't think it was strange that he knew everything. Cheng Lang was just curious; why would Lu Chengxuan come to him for such a thing?

Lu Chengxuan looked at Cheng Lang carefully for a long time, shook his head, and sneered, "How could Qin Mu like someone like you? To support you as the pillar of White Jade Capital?" The whole person was almost obsessed with money. It was simply vulgar.

"I'm warning you. Starting tomorrow, you are not allowed to ask guests to request songs or accept drinks from guests when you go on stage." Lu Chengxuan said with a sullen face, "Your behavior lowers White Jade Capital's style."

Cheng Lang looked at Lu Chengxuan and asked calmly, "Does Mr. Lu know how much money I made today by singing the songs ordered by the guests and drinking the wine given by the guests?"

Lu Chengxuan sneered. He didn't want to know.

"Three hundred thousand!" Cheng Lang drank a total of 25 glasses of wine and sang five songs ordered by the guests when he sang in the evening, "I know that Mr. Lu is a distinguished guest of White Jade Capital. According to the rules of White Jade Capital, all staff should try their best to meet all the requirements of the guests. But Mr. Lu wants me to give up the wine commission of three hundred thousand a day and at least nine million a month with just one sentence!"

Cheng Lang said this and smiled at Lu Chengxuan, "I believe that Mr. Lu is a man of honor. Then who should compensate me for this loss?"

Lu Chengxuan's expression suddenly froze. Cheng Lang's meaning was very straightforward. He could obey, but someone had to make up for the money he earned every night.

Could Lu Chengxuan spend 9 million every month to take all of Cheng Lang's commissions? Obviously impossible. He was just a boss, not an idiot. Spending 9 million every month and doing nothing just to make White Jade Capital's pillar not drink other people's wine and sing other people's songs. Lu Chengxuan has never been such a fool.

In addition, Lu Chengxuan also had a faint doubt about life in his heart. Cheng Lang can earn millions every month just by singing and drinking. As a boss, he works hard and stays up late to work overtime, but how much actual profit can the company make in a month?

Thinking of this, Lu Chengxuan suddenly doubted his life. Now that he saw the smile on Cheng Lang's face, he felt that although Cheng Lang was smiling respectfully, he was mocking him in his heart, "Don't pretend if you don't have money."

Lu Chengxuan felt bad when he thought about this possibility.

Cheng Lang didn't know what was going on in Lu Chengxuan's heart. He nodded to the original attacker and left politely. Back at the bar, bartender Kevin looked at Cheng Lang with envy, "You are finally shaking now. Did you make a lot of money tonight?"

He drank so much wine that not only the customers but also their eyes were wide open.

Why didn't he realize that Cheng Lang was such a heavy drinker before?

Cheng Lang sighed sadly, "There is nothing to envy. It's just a temporary trend. I guess in a few days when the customers calm down, no one will send wine anymore."

Is it possible that he expected it? Can you earn tens of millions a month by singing for two hours every night?

Cheng Lang shook his head. He had the stomach, but his customers didn't have the money. Even if the customer has the money, I'm afraid the bar won't allow him to do this.

Kevin shook his head speechlessly, "Are you worried?"

Otherwise? Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at the bartender.

Sure enough, the foreman came over again and said with a speechless face, "Brother Chen wants to see you."

Cheng Lang responded and turned to go to the third floor.

In the manager's office, Han Mingchen also looked at Cheng Lang speechlessly. He also didn't expect that in just two days, he would be rendered speechless by the same person one after another. He hadn't felt this powerless feeling for a long time.

"Ahem!" Han Mingchen thought for a while and said with some difficulty, "I heard that you drank a total of twenty-five glasses of wine when you sang tonight. And you actively asked guests to pay for songs?"

"It's okay." Cheng Lang He said with a calm expression, "As a staff member of White Jade Capital, do I have to try my best to meet the requirements of customers? If they are willing to support me, of course, I have to appreciate it. Besides, this is my first time performing on stage as a pillar of White Jade Capital, so I always want to have a good interaction with the guests and warm up the place."

Han Mingchen: "..." There's nothing wrong with that… But!

Han Mingchen cleared his throat, "You can earn more than 300,000 yuan a day, and your monthly income will exceed 10 million yuan at this rate. You know that many companies may not have a monthly operating income of more than 10 million yuan."

Cheng Lang shamelessly flattered, "It's all because of the platform. It is the White Jade Capital platform that provides me with the opportunity to make a fortune and reach the pinnacle of life. I will never forget Brother Chen's support."

Cheng Lang paused slightly when he said this and asked tentatively, "How about I pay half of the tips from customers every month to the company?"

Half? Wouldn't that be 4 or 5 million? Han Mingchen was tempted for a moment and then reacted, "That's not what I meant."

Han Mingchen was a little confused. He doesn't know how to explain it. In fact, before Cheng Lang, many customers were very generous. It is common for artists in the venue to drink and chat for 10,000 yuan a cup or even 100,000 yuan a cup. 

Judging from the asking price alone, Cheng Lang is not suspected of driving up prices. It's even a bit watered down. After all, White Jade Capital's main pillar would never give a tip of 10,000 yuan just for a glass of wine.

But the key is! Although Cheng Lang asks for less, he can sell in large quantities! No matter how many cups the guests order, he will accept them all. He drank 25 cups of wine easily in two hours, without blushing or panting, and obviously still had energy to spare.

Han Mingchen is worried that if Cheng Lang drinks like this every day to earn tips, it will suppress the enthusiasm of the guests. You know, the guests come to this kind of place for entertainment and enjoy the pleasure of spending a lot of money. If they knew that the resident singers in White Jade Capital only sang for two hours a day and could easily earn 18 million in a month... Han Mingchen was worried that the guests would feel inferior and leave White Jade Capital, this sad place.

"We can't dry up the pond to fish." Han Mingchen explained earnestly. Looking at Cheng Lang, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Cheng Lang sighed, "Don't show off your money. We are in the service industry. Even if we earn more than the sponsor, we can't show off in front of the sponsor."

Let’s talk about Party B at work. They are all very powerful, but they still have to act like grandsons in front of Party A's father. If the father tells them to go east, they dare not go west. If the father tells them to catch a dog, they dare not kill a chicken. Isn't it all for a living?

Hearing Cheng Lang's understanding, Han Mingchen also nodded with a sigh, "It's best if you can understand."

"So in order to take care of the self-esteem of the guests. Starting from tomorrow, when you sing, don't let the guests request songs, and try not to drink the wine sent by the guests." Han Mingchen said and felt that his request was too much. Why should employees give up their monthly salaries of tens of millions just to take care of the customers' ideas? This is simply asking people to do something difficult.

Han Mingchen thought so and couldn't help looking at Cheng Lang with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Cheng Lang said, "I will fully cooperate with the company's requirements. I just have a question, What if the guests insist on letting me drink?"

In a bar, this kind of situation is inevitable. Some guests, in order to show off their status, force the pillar to drink and sing. Even though the pillar platform is unwilling, they keep forcing by spending large amounts of money continuously. Sometimes the situation is so bad that the security department has to come out to clear the place.

When Han Mingchen heard this, he was stunned.

Cheng Lang looked embarrassed, "It is said that customers are God. Our service tenet at White Jade Capital is to try our best to meet all the requirements of customers. What if a customer wants me to drink and sing? I can't say that it is a company rule that I can't drink or sing, right?"

Han Mingchen: "..."

Han Mingchen scratched his hair, "You have a reason to worry."

Han Mingchen thought about it and felt that this matter could not be solved. We have to find a way to get the best of both worlds, which can not only take care of the guests' self-esteem but also satisfy the guests' requests for songs and drinks.

"Then keep a low profile and see what happens." Han Mingchen patted Cheng Lang on the shoulder and shamelessly pushed the problem to the employees, "You are so smart. I believe you will be able to solve this problem satisfactorily."

Cheng Lang smiled, "I'll try my best."

After a pause, Cheng Lang said again, "Then I usually recommend wine, so I shouldn't be subject to this restriction, right?"

"What wine are you recommending?" Han Mingchen didn't understand, "Didn't I just say that you will no longer ask guests to order songs and give you drinks?"

"No. Brother Chen, you are talking about the two hours I sang on stage." Cheng Lang patiently explained, "In addition to those two hours, I have three more hours. It’s a half-hour job!”

Han Mingchen was stunned. Blinking his eyes, he suddenly said, "You don't have to come for those three hours."

Cheng Lang said anxiously, "But—"

"No, but!" Han Mingchen said, "It's just two hundred yuan for an hour. I'll give it to you."

"This is not about money!" Cheng Lang shook his head. 

He was a waiter and a wine seller at White Jade Capital, and he wanted to make more connections. You know, the customers who can come to White Jade Capital to spend money are either rich or noble. Cheng Lang felt that at the beginning of his business, more friends would open up more ways. Even if it's just to make everyone familiar with him. In the future, he would be able to pass on the word if he had the chance.

Han Mingchen was stunned, "I didn't expect you to be so ambitious."

Cheng Lang looked at Han Mingchen, suspecting that this big brother might not have good eyesight.