Dragon Head Supreme Chapter 130
Chapter 130: From Now On, You’re My Brother
At three in the afternoon, Chen Xue Wen returned to Old Square.
At this time, the doors of Electronic Dynasty were still tightly shut, but the Brothers Game Arcade was booming with business. Both arcades were packed, especially around the slot machines, where every seat was taken. After all, with Chinese New Year approaching, many workers who had earned money outside had returned, looking for entertainment.
Lai Hou and Wang Zhen Dong each managed a shop, and today’s revenue was soaring. The two grinned from ear to ear.
Seeing Chen Xue Wen return, they immediately rushed over to greet him.
“Brother Wen, you wouldn’t believe how crazy business is today!”
“It’s still early, and we’ve already smashed our previous sales record!” Lai Hou shouted excitedly.
Wang Zhen Dong also beamed with joy—his arcade was just as packed.
Glancing at the overflowing crowd, Chen Xue Wen commented, “These two shops are too small.”
“A lot of people couldn’t even get a seat.”
Lai Hou sighed. “Yeah.”
“Even with both stores combined, we only have a little over twenty slot machines.”
“Meanwhile, Electronic Dynasty had fifty or sixty machines.”
“Now that Snake is gone, their regulars have come to us, and we just don’t have enough machines!”
Wang Zhen Dong suggested, “Brother Wen, why don’t we buy more slot machines and bring them in?”
“Those arcade games don’t make much. We should move some of them out—don’t let them take up money-making space!”
Chen Xue Wen waved his hand. “No need.”
Both Lai Hou and Wang Zhen Dong were stunned. “Brother Wen, we don’t have enough machines—why not get more?”
“Leaving money on the table? Won’t that just push our customers to other arcades?”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Our space is limited. Even if we expand, how big can we really go?”
“Rather than messing around like this, we should just take over Electronic Dynasty!”
Lai Hou and Wang Zhen Dong exchanged shocked looks. This was a bold move.
Electronic Dynasty wasn’t something you could just take over so easily.
But Chen Xue Wen didn’t bother explaining further. He simply walked into the arcade, sat down, and leisurely sipped his tea.
By five in the evening, Wang Zhen Dong returned, bringing along a young man wrapped in bandages, his injuries severe.
Despite his battered condition, his expression was filled with excitement, his eyes shining with joy.
This young man was none other than Cheng Yong!
Wang Zhen Dong led him to Chen Xue Wen, grinning. “Brother Wen, Yong Zi is here!”
“Yong Zi, greet Brother Wen!”
Without hesitation, Cheng Yong stepped forward, then, in front of the crowded arcade, fell to his knees before Chen Xue Wen.
“Brother Wen! I pay my respects!”
The dramatic gesture immediately turned heads, drawing countless gazes.
Chen Xue Wen was startled. “What the hell are you doing?”
Hurriedly, he pulled Cheng Yong up, laughing. “Come on, cut that out!”
Eyes filled with admiration, Cheng Yong declared, “Brother Wen, you are my idol.”
“Meeting you—it’s the greatest honor of my life!”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled and patted Cheng Yong’s shoulder. “Alright, we’re brothers now—no need for all that.”
“This whole mess put you through a lot.”
Cheng Yong shook his head firmly. “Brother Wen, it’s nothing.”
Chen Xue Wen smiled as he swept his gaze over the crowd and announced in a clear voice, “From today onwards, Cheng Yong is my sworn brother!”
The eyes of those around them immediately filled with admiration and envy. Ever since Chen Xue Wen had made a name for himself after his battle at Chen Ji Grand Restaurant, countless people had sought to follow him, hoping to serve under his banner. But he had turned them all down, choosing only a few sharp-witted ones to work in his businesses instead.
With the deaths of Zhou Jing Hui and Snake, Chen Xue Wen’s reputation had soared to even greater heights. Just today, with the opening of two new arcades, over a dozen groups had come seeking to pledge loyalty to him. Yet, as always, he had politely declined them all.
To be acknowledged as Chen Xue Wen’s brother was an honor that no one could take lightly.
And now, in front of everyone, he publicly declared Cheng Yong as his sworn brother. It was enough to make many onlookers seethe with jealousy.
Cheng Yong was so ecstatic that he waved his arms in excitement, momentarily forgetting the pain of his injuries.
Chen Xue Wen opened a drawer, pulled out a thick stack of cash, and handed it to Wang Zhen Dong. “Dong Zi, take Yong Zi and fix him up.”
“Get him some new clothes, and buy him a new phone while you’re at it.”
“Come back tonight, we’re having dinner together.”
Wang Zhen Dong nodded without hesitation. “Got it!”
With that, he and Cheng Yong left in high spirits.
As they walked away, more people gathered around Chen Xue Wen, eagerly asking if they could work for him.
Chen Xue Wen smiled and shook his head. “Everyone, I truly appreciate your loyalty, but my businesses aren’t that big yet. I can’t take in so many people.”
“How about this—once I expand, I’ll call on you all for help?”
Disappointment flashed across their faces. They had all hoped to serve under him, even in the smallest capacity. Having Chen Xue Wen’s name backing them would be enough to boast about in the streets. But since he had refused, they had no choice but to back off.
As they dispersed, Lai Hou leaned in and whispered, “Brother Wen, to be honest, we really should start recruiting more men.”
“With Cheng Yong joining, we’ve only got six guys in total. That’s far too few. If trouble comes knocking, we won’t have enough manpower.”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Of course, we need to recruit. But we can’t just take in anyone.”
“If we bring in a bunch of useless lowlifes, they’ll be nothing more than a rabble. No point in that.”
“Let’s observe for a while. When we find some reliable people, we’ll take them in.”
Lai Hou nodded in agreement. Chen Xue Wen had a point—quantity meant nothing without quality.
Even Snake and Zhou Jing Hui, who had been formidable figures in their own right, had spent years building their network. It wasn’t something that could be done overnight.
Take He Fei, for instance. He had two or three dozen men under him, but how many of them were truly loyal? Most of them just liked strutting around in numbers, bullying the weak. When real trouble came, they would scatter like cockroaches.
In contrast, Snake’s men had followed him fearlessly into battle, even knowing they were outnumbered. That was true loyalty—something forged through shared hardships, not mere numbers.
By seven in the evening, Chen Xue Wen gathered his brothers and left Old Square. The two arcades were left in the hands of the staff; they didn’t need to be personally overseen anymore.
Li Er Yong asked, “Brother Wen, where are we heading?”
Chen Xue Wen smirked. “To Boss Hu’s place.”
His men exchanged glances, puzzled. Weren’t they going out for dinner? Why were they heading to Boss Hu’s home?
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “We did Boss Hu a huge favor. It’s only right that we go collect our due.”
“Otherwise, how could we justify all the effort we put in?”
His men burst into laughter. Boss Hu was a prime target. With Snake gone, nothing was stopping them from taking a bite out of that juicy piece of meat.
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