The young lady hired me to help her and the young master have an online romance.

Gu Manning hung up the phone and sped off towards her destination.

7 PM.

Jiang Wan grabbed a quick bite at a fast food restaurant near the hospital and then took a bus to work.

I arrived at the club at 7:40, which was 20 minutes before my shift started at 8:00.

She changed into her work uniform and went into the waiters' break room.

Zhou Lan was not there; only two colleagues were waiting in the break room.

One was named Xiao He, and the other was named Xiao Lin. They were both girls in their twenties, and Xiao Lin had arrived a year earlier than her.

When Jiang Wan came in, the two of them were huddled together, chatting quietly.

Upon seeing Jiang Wan, Xiao He waved to her.

"Xiao Jiang, I have something to tell you..."

She lowered her voice, her expression as if she had mastered some major secret.

"The guests in VIP room number nine ordered eight male models."

Kobayashi excitedly added from the side, "It was a girl who ordered eight!"

"I've never seen anything this intense in all the years I've been working."

"Do you think she came here to drink or to choose a concubine?"

Xiao He burst out laughing.

Jiang Wan gave an awkward twitch of her lips, but didn't reply.

She doesn't like to gossip about the customers who come to make money.

Besides, this is an entertainment venue, so the other party can order as many items as they want; it's all a personal choice.

Jiang Wan turned to tidy up the wine rack when Zhou Lan walked in from the door.

"Xiao Jiang, send two bottles of champagne to VIP room number five."

"Okay, Sister Zhou."

Jiang Wan took two bottles of champagne from the wine rack, put them in the trolley, and walked towards VIP room number five.

Upon arriving at the private room, I gave a symbolic knock and then pushed the door open to enter.

The private room was lively, with seven or eight people sitting there, both men and women.

I couldn't quite hear what they were talking about, but it sounded like they were discussing business.

Jiang Wan made eye contact with one of them.

That person was Di Wenjun.

She nodded slightly, and the other person nodded in acknowledgment.

After Jiang Wan finished opening the bottle of wine, she was about to leave when a groping hand suddenly reached out from the side.

I touched her leg through her stockings.

Jiang Wan's mind went blank, and she stopped in her tracks.

She looked at the person who reached out their hand.

It's a boy.

He has an average appearance, is not tall, and looks like he has just come of age.

Wearing a graffiti-covered trendy outfit, loose and baggy, with hair dyed like a parrot's.

Even at such a young age, his eyes already have a very greasy look.

As a waitress, Jiang Wan believed in avoiding trouble if possible and did not intend to pursue the matter.

So she pushed the cart away.

A boy's teasing voice rang out from behind.

"Hey girl, don't go! Name your price, how much for one night?"

Jiang Wan didn't stop walking; she gripped the stroller's handle tightly and continued walking.

The boy raised his voice, "Damn! What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for! You've probably already been used up by someone else!"

Jiang Wan stopped.

The sounds of conversation that had been taking place in the private room suddenly ceased.

The father next to the boy stiffly tugged at his son's arm.

This is Di Wenjun's territory. He brought his son here tonight to discuss business so that his son could broaden his horizons, not to cause trouble.

However, boys who are spoiled and raised don't care about this.

Having gained everyone's attention, he became increasingly smug, and, pulled by his father, shouted at Jiang Wan's retreating figure:

"Don't even think about leaving after get off work, I'm going to fuck you tonight!"

As soon as Di Wenjun stood up, he saw Jiang Wan turn around and walk towards him expressionlessly.

The boy remained calm and composed in his chair, seemingly unconcerned.

He simply didn't believe that a mere waiter could do anything.

As it turns out, there's much more that can be done.

Jiang Wan walked up to him, grabbed the wine bottle, and started shooting with zero frames—

Slam it down on his chest!

With a loud "bang!", half of the bottle shattered, and the wine spilled everywhere!

Gasps and cries of pain erupted from the private room.

After the screams of pain came curses.

"You son of a bitch, Lao Tzu—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

My body, which was trying to stand up, remained frozen in the chair.

The shards of the bottle were pressed directly above his heart, and everything seemed to have been suddenly put on pause.

Jiang Wan is prepared to make a scene at the police station tonight.

Whether it's losing money or something else, she can't swallow this insult.

Her concession only led to the other party becoming even more aggressive.

If we don't let her have an easy time, then nobody should have an easy time either!

The private room was unusually quiet.

Before anyone could react, Di Wenjun stepped forward and took the broken wine bottle from Jiang Wan's hand.

He casually tossed it aside, and half of the bottle shattered on the ground.

The next second, he grabbed the boy by the collar with one hand and lifted him up as easily as an eagle snatching a chick, while slapping him hard with the other hand.

"Snapped!"

The slap caused blood to flow from the boy's mouth and his eyes to become bloodshot.

Before he could even cry out in pain, he was stunned by the blow.

Di Wenjun tossed him back into his chair with a thud, like throwing a dead dog, and then looked at his father beside him.

The latter's face had completely lost its color. He opened his mouth, "Mr. Di, a waiter... it can't be that serious..."

"It can't be that bad?" Di Wenjun's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "Do you know who you've messed with?"

"She's my sister, even I wouldn't dare mess with her."

That's not entirely untrue.

Jiang Wan's special status is due to his best friend Pei Heyun, whose wife Tao Mengshu personally instructed him to take good care of Jiang Wan.

If something happens right under his nose, how will he explain it?

The boy, who was covering half his face in the chair, was clearly terrified.

But his father reacted quickly, grabbing him from the chair and kicking him in the back of the knee, making him kneel down in front of Jiang Wan with a "thump".

"I'm sorry, it's my fault for not raising your child well and causing you distress!"

"We are willing to compensate you for your emotional distress!"

Jiang Wan looked at Di Wenjun, who gave her a wink, indicating that she should agree.

"How much compensation?"

"Please tell me!"

A glint flashed in Jiang Wan's eyes. "If you ask me, you couldn't afford to pay for it even if you sold everything you own."

"Name your own number."

The man blinked and gave the maximum he could accept.

"Five or five hundred thousand...is that alright with you?"

Jiang Wan's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Di Wenjun again, who nodded slightly in agreement.

"Send me the money."

Without saying a word, the man took out his phone and transferred money to her on the spot.

After the matter was settled, Jiang Wan left the private room, and Di Wenjun followed her out.

The two stood in the quiet corridor.

Di Wenjun spoke first, "I'm sorry about tonight, it was my fault for not taking good care of you."

He organized the meeting, and he believes he has a responsibility.

Jiang Wan shook her head. "I should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, I don't know how I would have ended things."

After saying that, he took out his phone and said, "I'll transfer 500,000 to you."

"Why would I transfer this to you?" Di Wenjun frowned. "This is compensation for your losses. Keep it for yourself."

Jiang Wan paused for a moment, then said solemnly, "He only compensated you because of you, so the money should be yours."

Jiang Wan knew that she wouldn't have gotten justice if it weren't for Di Wenjun.

Di Wenjun chuckled. "You're quite stubborn, young lady. If I take this money, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Take it, it's yours."

Jiang Wan silently put down her phone, suppressing the upward curve of her lips.

Di Wenjun: "Alright, I have other things to do."

Jiang Wan said loudly, "Goodbye, boss."

Di Wenjun turned and went into the private room, leaving Jiang Wan alone in the aisle.

The wicked person in your heart is like a wild horse that has broken free of its reins, galloping wildly.

Jiang Wan gripped her phone tightly, unable to contain her excitement.

Five hundred thousand!

Oh my god, that's 500,000!

Not five hundred, not five thousand, it's five hundred thousand!

Jiang Wan's bad mood was completely swept away!

Indeed, when you're traveling, having more friends means having more options.

The prerequisite is to make high-quality friends.

She's obviously lucky!

Unable to contain her joy, Jiang Wan opened Facebook and sent Shang Shixu a series of happy emojis.

Lie: [?]

Nice Rabbit Squid: [A huge sum of money has fallen from the sky! (*｀▽´*)]

Lie: [How much?]

Nice Rabbit Squid: [500,000! (*｀▽´*)]

Lie: [US dollars?]

Nice Rabbit Rice Squid: [RMB]

Lie: [Is this little bit of money really worth being this happy about?]

Jiang Wan rolled her eyes through the screen.

A well-fed man doesn't know the hunger of a starving man; it's easy to talk when you're not the one suffering.

Nice Rabbit Squid: [I don't think it's necessary~]

Shang Shixu seemed a little jealous and quickly replied—

Lie: [Last time I gave you a diamond ring worth over nine million, you weren't that happy.]

Jiang Wan silently complained.

Do I dare to take it?

If your young master finds out I'm lying to you, do you think I'll get away with it?

Although the diamond ring was expensive, she had no right to control it, but the 500,000 in her bank account truly belonged to her.

The emotional value of these two things is not on the same level.

Jiang Wan thought to herself that she was complaining, but she coaxed him verbally.

Nice Rabbit Squid: [So happy! I was just too embarrassed to accept such an expensive gift.]

Nice Rabbit Squid: [Okay, baby, I'm busy now, let's chat again later]

Jiang Wan quickly ended the conversation, humming a little tune as she returned to the lounge.

The work continued intermittently until nine o'clock.

Zhou Jie's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Xiao Jiang, three bottles of whiskey will be delivered to VIP room number nine."

"Okay, Sister Zhou."

Jiang Wan took three bottles of whiskey from the liquor shelf and put them in the cart, when a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Box No. 9...

Wasn't that the private room Xiao He mentioned he booked with eight male models?