The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 379 Bewitching
"So, you sent her here just so I could entertain her?" Xu Jiuyang looked at Angela with an unfriendly expression, "Just like when you entertained Yang Lan and Xu Gehui?"

“To be honest, darling,” Angela replied calmly, “you should know very well whether you’re the one entertaining them or they’re the one entertaining you.”

Xu Jiuyang pursed his lips and remained silent.

When Angela called to say she would postpone her arrival for a day, he spent the entire day training the dog.

This is a description, not an analogy.

Although he knew that Inee was a flirt, he didn't expect her to be this flirtatious. Not only was she incredibly proactive, but she also knew many of the tricks that he had never tried.

At the same time, she was the best of the best – the only woman beside Xu Jiuyang could probably rival Zhang Shuang after she matured – plus her status, even though it was only a day and two nights, she still made him feel like he was so happy he didn't want to leave.

"You're definitely calculating something," he could only say at the end.

“Didn’t I say I was going to keep her under my thumb?” Angela shrugged. “Even though my current assets are barely considered among the top on Wall Street, for many people I’m still… how should I put it? Oh, a country bumpkin begging for food in the Big Apple.”

“How could that be?” Xu Jiuyang shook his head. “Just in terms of net worth, you have at least two or three hundred million now, and you can control even more funds. In places like Wall Street, even a net worth of only tens of millions can make many people bow down to you.”

“Don’t forget, darling, I’m a woman,” Angela reminded him with a soft hum.

So the person fell silent again. Although gender antagonism was severe more than a decade later, it was undeniable that for truly strong women who wanted to make a name for themselves rather than take crooked paths, they still had to achieve even better results to be taken seriously.

"So, what should we do now?" Xu Jiuyang asked after sighing.

"What do you mean, what should we do?" Angela asked with a smile.

"Now..." Xu Jiuyang scratched his head, unsure of what to say.

“If she contacts you, you can deal with her however you want. I’m not jealous.” Angela shrugged. “Anyway, she won’t contact you in front of me.”

Xu Jiuyang rolled his eyes. "You still say you didn't treat me like a tool?"

"Then why don't we just invite Zhang Meng and Chen Pinying over to play together?" he said irritably.

"Are you sure?" Angela raised an eyebrow.

"Of course not." Xu Jiuyang wanted to cover his forehead.

He knew that she was completely shameless in this kind of thing.

"Alright, I have something to do. You can keep her company for the next couple of days." The person said, standing up.

“No problem, but…” Angela chuckled, “There’s something I should tell you in advance. Inie’s coming here not only for vacation, but also for an internship.”

However, Xu Jiuyang simply said "I know" and left the suite, seemingly not taking it to heart at all.

Angela was a little taken aback, but she quickly realized that she had made herself so clear, so it was normal that he didn't care.

Since the goal is to keep Ini under control and use her as a link to expand one's network, it is naturally most appropriate to keep her by one's side.

However, he didn't know that her discipline of Inee wasn't solely for this purpose, and he was even more unaware of the extent to which Inee had already been disciplined.

The doorbell rang, and when she opened the door, Ini waved and said "Hi" before walking in.

Not only that, she looked left and right, and only after confirming that the person was not there did she show a disappointed expression.

"Still not enough to eat?" Angela crossed her arms and looked him over.

“It’s so delicious,” Inee exclaimed sincerely. “You’re absolutely right, Angie, it’s fantastic. Where is he now?”

Her voice trembled, her face flushed, and she was extremely excited.

Without a word, Angela slapped her across the face, the sound ringing out: "Don't get too cocky." Inee was stunned, staring at her blankly for several seconds before saying in disbelief, "You hit me?!"

Before Angela could answer, she immediately knelt down and hugged her leg, saying, "Continue, Master."

Her voice was soft and charming, and her eyes were misty and watery. Even though she was tall and voluptuous, she still looked exceptionally alluring at this moment.

Angela rubbed her forehead and finally snapped her fingers: "Get on the bed and crawl around."

Fortunately, there was one more share that I didn't use.

Although this lesson didn't take Inee too long, she still sighed wearily after pulling the partition between the suite's living room and bedroom shut.

Sometimes, having a skill that's too useful isn't a good thing. Well, I'm not talking about the second skill here, but the additional effect of the fourth skill—yes, that's the Bewitchment skill.

Although Inee completely transformed into the shape Angela wanted, it was mostly because she was too stupid, perfectly illustrating what it means to be big-breasted and brainless, and also proving that blonde, blue-eyed women can be equated with idiots.

However, the effect of bewitching cannot be overlooked.

What if I just packed my bags and went back to America, and started a cult? Angela had this thought, then chuckled self-deprecatingly.

I'm afraid that all sorts of bad luck will come my way at that time, forcing me to come back here and continue to please that man.

Nevertheless, she could only sigh deeply, without much resentment in her heart. It was simply because Americans were so easily swayed.

Well, that's not entirely accurate. To be precise, people around the mainland, whether from the US, Japan, South Korea, Hong Kong, or Taiwan, are easier to sway than those from the mainland.

The time and energy spent disciplining Zhang Menghua was more than that spent disciplining Chen Pinying—although the difference was limited, the difference was still there, and it couldn't be ignored, could it?

But the easiest ones are Americans, especially those brainless girls like Ennie. Even the guy Sang, who was bought to be a maid, is better than her.

“America…” Angela murmured to herself, then shook her head.

Since acquiring the fourth skill, many things have become much easier, whether it's negotiating with Rasoni and Vivendi or maneuvering in the Big Apple.

What city atop a mountain? It's a city of decay.

With the sound of a card being swiped, Annie walked in. Besides Xu Jiuyang, she was the only one who had a room key for the suite.

"Is something the matter, Annie?" Angela opened her eyes.

“Yes, there’s a problem with the flow of some data from the US, and I need you to take a look.” Annie nodded, pulled a document out of the folder, and handed it to her. “You said you wouldn’t send this kind of information to me via email.”

“Of course, Anne, of course…” Angela took it, glanced at it, then tossed it onto the table and grabbed her hand.

“Angie?” Annie looked at her, puzzled.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Angela smiled, "I'm just inexplicably feeling a bit agitated."

"If you're tired, take a rest," Anne said understandingly.

“Oh, Anne, you know I hate hearing these things,” Angela sighed. “If I could rest, I would have rested long ago instead of continuing to work.”

“But that’s all I can say. I can’t exactly say, ‘Hurry up and keep working, then you can rest again.’” Anne’s expression was serious, but her tone was full of teasing.

“Yes, yes…” Angela sighed and gently rubbed her hand against her cheek.

Anne didn't speak, but gently stroked her face, her eyes full of tenderness.

But this warm atmosphere didn't last long before it was broken by a voice coming from the bedroom: "My master, where have you been again?"

(End of this chapter)