"That's right, I saw Boss Su was drunk, and since you weren't around, I thought I'd let my nephew take Boss Su to the hotel," Chairman Chen said with a nod.
"Then that explains it," Jiang Qing took a deep breath.
When Boss Su got drunk, she seemed very well-behaved at first.
However, she was highly sensitive to men. The moment any man tried to touch her, or if some blind fool dared to offend her, the violent tendencies within her would flare up, and no one would be able to stop her.
Jiang Qing spoke coldly, "Chairman Chen, haven't you heard that Boss Su keeps men at a distance? Who gave you the nerve to let your nephew approach Boss Su?"
"Secretary Jiang, I had heard before that Boss Su doesn't drink, but didn't Boss Su just drink? I figured the rumor about her not drinking was fake, so I thought the rumor about Boss Su not liking men might be fake too. My nephew is capable, good-looking, and very clean-cut. I just wanted to introduce my nephew to Boss Su. Who knew things would turn out like this?" Chairman Chen felt quite uneasy.
Actually, he had also been worried that Boss Su might reject men.
But hadn't he seen that Boss Su didn't refuse?
He thought Boss Su had silently agreed to let Xiao Wei approach her.
If he had known that Boss Su truly hated men getting close to her, how could he have dared to call his nephew over?
"No, the rumor that Boss Su doesn't drink is true, and the rumor that she keeps men at a distance is also true," Jiang Qing said.
Didn't Boss Su only drink as an excuse to get Young Master Lin to come over?
Who would have expected that some blind fool would actually offer a man to Boss Su?
"Secretary Jiang, please save my nephew. As long as you can stop Boss Su, I'll give you five hundred thousand, no, two million is fine too," Chairman Chen pleaded.
He had a very good relationship with his older sister.
His sister only had this one son, and he didn't want anything to happen to him. What's more, the current situation was caused by him.
Jiang Qing spoke up, "It would be useless even if you gave me a hundred million. Compared to money, I feel it's better to keep my own little life."
To save Chen Wei, they could only pray that Young Master Lin would hurry over.
Only Young Master Lin could possibly put out Boss Su's current fire.
"What should we do now?" Chairman Chen paced around anxiously.
Jiang Qing took a deep breath. "Now, we can only wait for the fire extinguisher to arrive."
Young Master Lin, you must hurry over.
Jiang Qing prayed in her heart.
Chairman Chen looked curious.
Fire extinguisher?
What fire extinguisher?
"Chairman Chen, you better think carefully about how to distract Boss Su so you can save your nephew," Jiang Qing kindly reminded him.
"Distract her." Chairman Chen paced back and forth. "What should I do to make Boss Su let Xiao Wei go?"
Secretary Jiang had just suggested he go take the beating himself, so he could save his nephew.
But... he didn't want to get beaten up. One look at Boss Su's fists raining down, and he knew it would hurt a lot.
Just then, a security guard walked by.
Chairman Chen's eyes lit up slightly.
How could he have forgotten? He could pay someone to save his nephew.
"Security, come here," Chairman Chen shouted loudly.
"Sir, is there a problem?" the security guard asked.
"My nephew is being beaten up by a woman. I'll give you twenty thousand to go help me save my nephew," Chairman Chen said.
The security guard's eyes lit up.
His monthly salary was only five thousand.
Twenty thousand was already four months of his salary.
He could get such a large sum of money just by rescuing someone from a woman's hands.
Could there really be such a good deal?
"Sir, are you sure?" the security guard asked doubtfully.
"I'm sure."
Chairman Chen took out his business card. "I am the chairman of Weihai Group. If I don't pay you, you can just come find me at my company."
"No problem, sir. I'll go save your nephew for you right now."
The security guard rolled up his sleeves and prepared to enter the private room.
"Wait," Jiang Qing called out to stop him.
Jiang Qing reminded, "Chairman Chen, I think you'd better call a few more security guards."
Just one security guard going in would purely be throwing his life away.
The security guard quickly said, "Sir, if you still need people, I can call my brothers over. They are also security guards here, and their fighting skills are absolutely top-notch."
"Alright, then hurry up and call them over," Chairman Chen said. "The more people, the better."
Secretary Jiang was someone who had been by Boss Su's side for many years. If she said to call a few more people, she definitely had her reasons. He couldn't go wrong following her advice.
Besides, calling a few more people would only cost an extra few tens or hundreds of thousands. He still had that kind of money.
"Then Chairman Chen, about the labor fee..." the security guard rubbed his hands together.
Chairman Chen replied, "No matter how many people there are, it's still twenty thousand per person."
"Alrighty."
The security guard eagerly picked up his walkie-talkie and called over five colleagues he got along well with.
"There's a fantastic deal! Come over to the entrance of Room 888 immediately. A customer's nephew is being beaten up by a woman. If we stop her together, we can each get twenty thousand."
"You think I'm messing with you? How is that possible? Am I that kind of person? You'll know if I'm telling the truth once you get here. I'm telling you, you won't find another opportunity like this if you miss it."
Initially, those security guards thought his words were fake.
A man being beaten by a woman should just be a couple having a dispute.
To save that man, one person would be enough.
Why would they need so many people?
But hearing his certain tone, they weren't so sure anymore.
"Let's go, let's go see what's happening. If he's really lying to us, we don't lose anything. But if it's true, we'll be making a killing."
Those five security guards rushed to Room 888 under the guise of patrolling.
That first security guard said, "Go, go, go, let's hurry in and save this gentleman's nephew."
One of the security guards recognized Chairman Chen.
"Isn't this the chairman of Weihai Group? His net worth is over a billion." Surprise appeared on his face. "It seems it's true."
Those security guards were all in high spirits.
"Sir, rest assured, we'll go rescue your nephew right now."
Jiang Qing kindly reminded them, "You guys better think this through. Even if all of you add up, you might not be able to beat her."
Those security guards were dismissive.
"What's the big deal? Isn't it just a woman? What could we possibly not handle?"
Hearing these words, Jiang Qing shook her head.
They would know regret soon enough.
Boss Su in berserk mode was not someone a few security guards could stop.
There was a good show to watch.
Jiang Qing crossed her arms, assuming a posture ready to watch a good show.
"Don't just stand here, hurry up and save my nephew," Chairman Chen said anxiously.
With the way Boss Su was beating him, if they delayed any longer, he was afraid his nephew would lose his life.
The security guards didn't delay any longer. Just as they were preparing to enter, with a loud bang, the door to the room was pushed open.
A man with a bruised and swollen face, whose original appearance could no longer be made out, stumbled out of the room.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
