Sure enough, it’s beautiful. This is exactly the kind of style he likes—this classic, ancient vibe.
So at that mont, Young Master Jun was determined; he had to sleep with this woman. As far as he was concerned, any woman he set his sights on was unlikely to escape.
"Manager Chen, make arrangents and have this little fairy go to the Sky Room to serve !"
Young Master Jun said arrogantly, snapping his fingers as he spoke. A lackey imdiately handed him a cigar.
"Why are you giving a cigar? Are you stupid or what? How many tis do I have to tell you, when I snap my fingers, it’s for money!"
With each sentence, Young Master Jun slapped the lackey, pushing him back repeatedly, his nose bleeding. The lackey felt aggrieved, thinking, Master, you clearly said one snap is for cigars, and two snaps are for money. Of course, he didn’t dare to say this out loud, as the master would lose face, and that would be dangerous.
Honestly, being a lackey for soone like this was truly like accompanying a tiger; his moods were so unpredictable, and those below him suffered greatly.
"Young Master Jun, here’s the money!"
The lackey obediently handed money to Young Master Jun, who stopped hitting him and spoke fiercely.
"Damn it, rember this: one snap is for money, two snaps are for cigars. You bunch of pigs, hey, I’m such a smart master hanging out with you two lackeys, not to help or protect , because this Young Master knows the Shaolin 72 Ultimate Skills. I just keep a low profile, don’t say much. I’m teaching you what elegance is!"
Young Master Jun bragged, making people want to slap him, especially the two lackeys thinking, damn, you little bastard, if I didn’t have two yuan, you’d be nothing. Soone as stupid as you would get beaten up outside, believe .
Young Master Jun tossed so wads of money onto the guqin, and snapped his fingers again. The lackey carefully placed a stack of RMB in Young Master Jun’s hand, thinking, wow, Young Master Jun is being so generous this ti. This girl is lucky; it’s at least tens of thousands.
"Slap"
A crisp slap sounded, and Young Master Jun landed a harsh slap on the man’s face and then smashed the money onto his nose, yelling furiously.
"Damn it, are you a pig? Didn’t I tell you what one snap ans? CIGARS, CIGARS! Is your brain rusty or sothing? Rember it!"
Young Master Jun punched the guy’s head a few tis, and the lackey was about to cry, thinking, what kind of boss am I serving here? He’s the one with mory issues, but he’s blaming others—so frustrating!
There was no choice but to endure this miserable beating, while Su Xuan was speechless, thinking, what kind of ridiculous person is this? It’s just unbelievable.
"This, this, Young Master Jun, she’s not from our company. We can’t just call her over!"
Manager Chen said awkwardly, looking at the over fifty thousand, thinking, why not let go? Young Master Jun is really a big spender, so much so that it’s envy-inducing.
"Manager Chen, what did you just say? My hearing’s not so good; say it again!"
Young Master Jun deliberately fiddled with his ear, stepping closer to Manager Chen. Manager Chen swallowed nervously, his heart pounding. He knew this beast too well; he wasn’t the first manager. Several predecessors in the ’harem’ were beaten away, usually for failing to entertain the young master or not being good-looking.
He had lasted the longest in this ’harem’, and this beast loved to say he had bad hearing and asked for repetition. If the manager naively complied, they would end up beaten to a pulp. This young master harbored no compassion, and his cruelty extended to won as well.
"Sorry, I’m not a staff here; I’m just a part-tir. Take your money back!"
The woman finally spoke, her voice very cold. Hearing this, Su Xuan had a feeling—this woman doesn’t seem to be from a poor family; she seems like soone from a wealthy background.
Though you can’t completely judge by deanor, it’s usually pretty accurate. When she stood up, not sparing a glance at those tens of thousands, it made Su Xuan curious—what kind of person is this? If she’s really wealthy, why co here to play the zither?
"Oh, playing high and mighty with , are you? Tsk, tsk, I like it; I really like your type. But let tell you, I’m the one who calls the shots here. Damn, what are you? Acting all chaste while being a bitch. Do you know what this place is called? It’s called a harem. And what’s a harem? A place that caters to n. You think this is a place for cultivating elegance? I’m giving you a chance to make sothing of yourself today. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you. I’m giving you two options: either strip and clean yourself up to wait for upstairs, or I’ll have my two dogs tear your clothes apart in front of everyone here. Choose one!"
This beast’s way of doing things is truly vicious. If they tear so many clothes in front of these n, what kind of a scene would that be?
Su Xuan looked at Young Master Jun, sneering to himself, thinking, though this beast’s words are nasty, he does have a point. This really isn’t so place for cultivated elegance; this foot spa being called a ’harem’ has implications.
If you’re working here, you’d better be aware of that. It’s a grave mistake to think otherwise.
Su Xuan was curious about which option the woman would choose.
"You really are shaless. Isn’t there any law here?"
The woman shouted angrily, feeling frustrated. As Su Xuan had expected, her family was indeed well-off. She ca here not wanting to rely on her parents for everything. It’s safe to say she’s a person with her own ideas, trying to earn money herself, basically experiencing life.
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