"Sorry, Mr. Zuo... Mr. Zuo, I, Chen Fang, am quite rebellious and don't really like other people's suggestions,"
After finishing this sentence,
Chen Fang turned around and left.
It seemed as if he wanted to stick up for Zuo Jiadong.
Xu Tingsong angrily said, "Brother Dong, this guy is pretty arrogant. I'll find someone to teach him a lesson."
However, Zuo Jiadong just smiled slightly and said, "Interesting, interesting. Rare to see someone so intriguing."
After speaking,
he headed into the restaurant without looking back.
"Dad, you hit me too hard just now."
As soon as Zuo Jiadong left,
Xu Tingsong scratched his head and said.
Ge Weijun spoke seriously, "I've dealt with Chen Fang before. This kid is not simple. If I hadn't pretended to be angry just now, you would probably have been unlucky."
"Is it really that mysterious? What's there to be afraid of with a newcomer who hasn't even established a footing?"
Xu Tingsong said nonchalantly.
Ge Weijun looked in the direction where Chen Fang had disappeared and said, "A guy under thirty, maneuvering between Lv Yifeng and Song Yiqiang, shows he has brains."
"Pfft, what's there to fear? Brother Dong said that Lv Yifeng's transfer order is coming down tomorrow, and after that, you'll be the mayor. I'll see what backing that kid has then. I could crush him in minutes!"
Upon hearing this,
Ge Weijun turned and glanced back.
He said, "Whether Zuo Jiadong has the capability or not, we'll know tomorrow."
After finishing this sentence,
he opened the car door, got in, and disappeared into the darkness.
"Mr. Xu, Brother Dong is asking for you inside,"
As soon as Ge Weijun left,
a lackey ran over to Xu Tingsong and said.
Xu Tingsong nodded,
hurried over with quick steps to the private room they had been in before.
As soon as he opened the door,
he saw the receptionist who had been at the door before, standing in the corner, trembling.
Zuo Jiadong was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea with an air of contentment.
"What's your name?"
Seeing Xu Tingsong enter,
Zuo Jiadong asked the receptionist.
The receptionist swallowed, her voice trembling as she said, "I... my name is Yu... Yu Caimei."
"Nice name, how old are you this year?"
"I... I'm 23 years old."
"23, still a virgin?"
Zuo Jiadong continued to ask.
Yu Caimei was clearly at a loss as to how to answer this question.
Zuo Jiadong took another sip of tea and said, "Answer the question I'm asking you."
Yu Caimei flinched.
She said, "No... no, I'm not."
Zuo Jiadong nodded,
put down the teacup,
looked in her direction and said, "Take off your clothes."
Yu Caimei flinched again,
looked at Zuo Jiadong in disbelief,
as her nervousness turned to fear. She fell to her knees with a thud, crying out, "Boss... Boss, please... please let me go. If... if there's anything I haven't done well, please... please forgive me."
"I can forgive you, just take off your clothes,"
Zuo Jiadong said indifferently.
Yu Caimei, kneeling on the ground, trembled,
but did not remove a single piece of clothing.
Zuo Jiadong slowly stood up,
walked over to her,
looked down at her on the ground, suddenly reaching out, and grabbing her hair.
Yu Caimei winced in pain,
stood up curled up under his pull,
tears already streaming down her face from fear, her whole body trembling violently.
"If she won't take it off, give her a hand,"
Zuo Jiadong let go and directed a few lackeys.
A few of the men from the private room ran over,
two of them grabbed her arms,
another came to her front and reached out. There was a ripping sound,
Yu Caimei's shirt was torn straight open,
revealing the bra underneath.
Faced with such a scene, Yu Caimei cried even harder.
But Zuo Jiadong had no intention of stopping.
Seeing this, the lackey,
simply unhooked her bra.
Two fair and tender "bunnies" were exposed in front of all the men present.
"Continue."
Zuo Jiadong said indifferently.
Another ripping sound.
Her skirt was torn open as well.
Yu Caimei tried to close her legs, but it was no match for the strength of a man.
With another forceful tug.
The last layer of cover was torn off.
Her fair and supple body sprang into view.
Zuo Jiadong lit a cigarette, looked at Xu Tingsong, and asked, "You go first?"
Xu Tingsong swallowed hard, and though he was unruly, he was all talk; when it really came down to doing this kind of thing, he didn't dare.
Just as he was about to refuse.
He caught Zuo Jiadong's fierce glare and shuddered.
Pretending to be bold, he said, "Fine, I'll go first."
The two lackeys held down the continuously screaming and struggling Yu Caimei on the table.
One controlled her arms.
The other two pried her thighs open.
In this situation, Xu Tingsong had no choice but to buckle down and proceed.
He knew.
If he refused today, he probably wouldn't have any future opportunities to make money.
But he also knew that if he really "acted" today, then he would be giving Zuo Jiadong something to hold over him. By doing this, Zuo Jiadong was essentially tying Xu Tingsong to his war chariot for good.
A ruthless character.
At this thought.
He took off his pants and went between Yu Caimei's legs.
Feigning perversion, he laughed lewdly and entered.
In the entire private room, Yu Caimei's cries of humiliation echoed.
You think it's over with just one Xu Tingsong?
It's not.
After he surrendered, another lackey took his place.
Three... four... five... six...
In the room, apart from Zuo Jiadong, the six men, one after another, took their turn.
By the time it was all over, Yu Caimei had passed out, her body covered with blue and purple bruises, too horrific to look at.
Zuo Jiadong seemed very pleased with the scene before him.
He slapped his thigh and stood up.
He pressed his cigarette butt against her tender skin and held it there.
A sizzling sound of flesh burning arose.
In her stupor, Yu Caimei woke up from the pain, only to pass out once again.
"Where's the camera?"
Zuo Jiadong asked.
A lackey took out a camera from the corner, Zuo Jiadong struck a pose, took a photo of the unconscious Yu Caimei on the table, and then handed the camera to the lackey.
He said, "After developing the photos, send them to Customs, and remember, let our rebellious Director Chen receive them."
"Got it, I'll do it right away."
The lackey agreed and hurriedly left.
Zuo Jiadong casually draped an arm over Xu Tingsong's shoulder.
Said, "Come on, let's go have some more fun..."
Amidst the laughter of everyone.
The men left the room.
Leaving behind the unconscious and naked Yu Caimei in the private room, as if abandoned by the world.
The next day was a weekend.
Chen Fang woke up at seven.
He had just finished washing up when there was a knock at the door.
Upon opening it.
Yu Zhengchuan was standing at the doorstep, grinning from ear to ear, holding two plastic bags in his hand.
"What's up?"
Chen Fang asked.
Yu Zhengchuan chuckled and said, "I brought you breakfast."
"Really?"
Chen Fang gave him a disdainful look and took the plastic bags from his hand.
Inside was a cup of soy milk and two tea eggs.
Sitting down and taking a sip of soy milk, while peeling an egg, Chen Fang asked, "Where's the fifty bucks you owe me?"
"Heh, that's actually why I'm here, your breakfast is the payment."
Yu Zhengchuan spoke.
Chen Fang paused, stopped peeling the egg, and asked, "Are you trying to tell me that this cup of soy milk plus two tea eggs cost fifty bucks?"
"Even more than that, I ground the soy milk myself, and I used top-quality black tea to cook the eggs. I've calculated that just the cost is a hundred bucks, you owe me fifty more."
Pfft.
Chen Fang sprayed out the mouthful of soy milk he had just sipped.
If Yu Zhengchuan hadn't dodged quickly, he would probably have been splashed all over.
"Then I'm not eating it," Chen Fang said with a flick of his hand.
Yu Zhengchuan replied, "You've already started peeling it, so no refunds or exchanges for this item..."
"How do you prove that this egg was boiled in top-quality black tea?"
Chen Fang asked exasperatedly.
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