1009: Chapter 1008: I’m Just Freaking Playing You, What About It?
(4 more) 1009: Chapter 1008: I’m Just Freaking Playing You, What About It?
(4 more) “What?
There’s actually such a thing?” The manager was stunned.
Even President Chu, soone he wouldn’t dare provoke, had now been injured by one of his employees.
This was…
The sleazy man was even angrier.
He slapped the manager hard across his face and roared, “Are you fucking blind?
Didn’t you see our President Chu got hurt?”
The slap was so forceful that the manager was disoriented, taking several seconds to regain clarity.
Instead of showing anger, he imdiately apologized again, “I’m so sorry, President Chu.
I’ll call the police imdiately and make sure you’re satisfied with the result.”
Just as the manager was about to take out his phone, President Chu waved dismissively, “No need, it’s not a big deal.
I just wanted this lady to have a few drinks with , that’s all.”
Upon hearing this, the manager brightened up.
How could he miss the aning behind President Chu’s words?
He turned to Luo Xueling and coldly scolded, “Luo Xueling, look at what you’ve done!” His furious glare softened slightly as he continued, “Luckily, President Chu is magnanimous and isn’t holding it against you.
Otherwise, you’d definitely be locked up for months.
Today, if you don’t serve President Chu properly, you can forget about receiving your paycheck this month.”
“I…
I won’t go…” Luo Xueling’s character was gentle but imnsely stubborn.
She shook her head vigorously.
“What?
Say that again?” The manager flew into a rage.
“President Chu showing interest in you is a blessing from the heavens, sothing earned from eight lifetis of good fortune.
Don’t be ignorant—get over there!”
The manager’s shouted command startled Luo Xueling, but she still clung to her resolve, shaking her head desperately, “I…
I won’t go…”
Being refused ti and again made the manager’s face look dreadful.
He threatened, “Do you want to spend a few months in jail or what?”
“I…
I…” Luo Xueling bit her lips tightly.
Seeing her hesitation, the manager thought she was about to relent, but unexpectedly, Luo Xueling spoke again, “I’d…
rather…
rather quit.
I…
I won’t take my wages.”
“Hmph!
It’s not up to you!” The drunk man, who had sobered up sowhat, sneered coldly and reached out toward Luo Xueling.
Like a frightened rabbit, Luo Xueling dodged him hurriedly, provoking the drunk man’s rage.
He struck her hard across the face, leaving a clear imprint of five fingers: “Damn it, acting ungrateful when given a chance—take her to my room!”
“Yes, President Chu!”
The two sleazy n cracked their knuckles and grinned maliciously before lunging at Luo Xueling.
Just then, a figure appeared nearby with anger blazing in his eyes: “Let’s see who dares to touch her?”
There was no need to guess—it was Guan Ling.
“Damn it, you punk—who the hell are you to ddle in my business?
Do you have a death wish?”
The two sleazy n, annoyed by this sudden interference, stared darkly at Guan Ling.
“Guan Ling, what are you doing?
Hurry up and leave!” Luo Xueling, deeply touched by Guan Ling stepping forward for her, was nonetheless alard and shouted at him.
“Leave?
That’s a nice idea.
Interrupting President Chu—you really think he’ll get away easily?” One of the sleazy n sneered nacingly.
“No!” Luo Xueling’s heart clenched in fear, and she quickly pleaded, “Please, just let him go!
Fine…
Fine…
I’ll go with you.”
Exhausted, Luo Xueling nearly collapsed as she said this, having used every ounce of her strength.
Guan Ling never expected Luo Xueling would go to such lengths to protect him, and it felt as if his heart had been dealt a devastating blow a thousandfold.
Seeing Luo Xueling compromise, the two sleazy n’s eyes lit up instantly, “Fine, as long as you cooperate nicely, we won’t make things hard for him.
Hey, kid, soone’s pleading for you—get lost already!”
This last remark was directed at Guan Ling, but he remained unmoved and instantly made his move.
The two sleazy n were no match for Guan Ling at all.
Without lasting even a mont in the brawl, they were laid out on the ground, clutching their now-crippled hands and moaning in pain.
President Chu’s face darkened as he saw his lackeys beaten senseless in re seconds: “Who the hell are you?”
Ye Haochuan strolled over with Zhao Bingqian and smiled nonchalantly beside Guan Ling.
“Damn it, punk—you’re ssing with ?” President Chu’s face twisted in rage as he shouted.
“Heh, you guessed it right.
I’m definitely ssing with you—so what?” Ye Haochuan’s smirk oozed mockery.
“You’re begging for death!”
President Chu lunged toward Ye Haochuan, aiming to teach him a lesson.
Suddenly, he caught sight of Zhao Bingqian beside him and froze instantly.
“President Zhao, why are you here?”
At that mont, Zhao Bingqian looked at him, puzzled.
He seed vaguely familiar to her.
After pondering for a mont, Zhao Bingqian’s realization struck, and she asked, “Your na’s Chu Yunxiao, isn’t it?
You’re one of our group’s distributors, correct?”
“Y-Yes…
Yes…”
Chu Yunxiao nodded hurriedly, sweat rolling down his forehead as he cursed his bad luck.
Running into Zhao Bingqian was the last thing he wanted.
To him, this woman was a superior he dared not cross!
A month ago, he had exhausted himself chasing after the distributorship for Zhao Beauty Group’s Ice Muscle Revitalizing Cream.
Over the past month, the product had gained imnse popularity, earning him a fortune.
The promising future looked even brighter in his eyes.
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine he’d run into Zhao Bingqian—the head of Zhao Beauty Group—here.
“Bingqian, who is he?
Do you know him?” Ye Haochuan asked curiously.
“Oh, him!
He’s one of our distributors for Ice Muscle Revitalizing Cream.
Didn’t expect to et him here,” Zhao Bingqian replied.
“I see!
Bingqian, if we lose a distributor, will that negatively impact the group?” Ye Haochuan asked again.
Ye Haochuan’s words sent a chill through Chu Yunxiao’s heart as he silently cursed this ddling brat.
“Uncle, you underestimate our group.
If not for the fact that the group was founded recently and the sales team is still growing, we could probably manage our own distribution.
Besides, losing one distributor would make other distributors happier—they’d get more of the stock,” Zhao Bingqian answered.
“I see!” Ye Haochuan nodded thoughtfully.
Surprised by the product’s current popularity, he chuckled, “Well, it seems Zhao Beauty Group won’t be collaborating with this president anymore, huh?”
“Damn it, punk—who are you to babble in front of President Zhao?”
Chu Yunxiao flew into a rage.
Ice Muscle Revitalizing Cream was a goldmine, highly coveted by many others.
If he lost this partnership, his company was dood.
From the side, Guan Ling was watching Chu Yunxiao like a fool.
Knowing the connection between Zhao Bingqian and Ye Haochuan, he found it ridiculous that Chu Yunxiao was brazenly criticizing Ye Haochuan—a sheer act of self-destruction.
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