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

Jiang Wan pushed the cart while mentally preparing herself.

You must demonstrate professionalism and keep smiling no matter what you see later.

Soon, she arrived at the door of VIP room number nine.

He knocked symbolically and then pushed the door open to enter.

Dynamic music suddenly filled the private room, and the dim lighting made the indoor visibility somewhat low.

Jiang Wan glanced around and saw only men.

They dress and dress in different styles.

With most of her body blocked by a man, she looked like a woman.

Jiang Wan couldn't see her face, but she could tell from the high heels that were showing.

She turned her gaze away and walked to the island counter, where she placed a bottle of whiskey.

I looked up and my gaze unexpectedly met the person opposite me.

"You..." Gu Manning's body turned red at a visible speed.

She flirted with eight male models without getting angry, and when an acquaintance saw her, she wanted to crawl into a crack in the floor tiles.

Fortunately, the lighting was dim, and the red temperature was not obvious.

Jiang Wan blinked, then came to her senses. "I work part-time here."

He placed the remaining two bottles of whisky on the island counter, adopting a customer-service posture, and asked, "Would you like me to open them for you now?"

Gu Manning stammered, "Open...open it."

Jiang Wan opened them one by one, saying, "Please enjoy."

After she finished speaking and was about to leave, Gu Manning called out to her, "Wait."

Jiang Wan stopped in her tracks and said to the men around her, "You guys go out for a bit."

The men filed out, and the private room fell silent.

"Come sit down." Gu Manning patted the sofa next to her.

Jiang Wan walked over and sat down next to her. Gu Manning picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and then held the glass tightly in her hand.

"As you can see, my private life is quite messy."

She said this with a mocking smile.

Jiang Wan didn't know what to say, so she didn't respond.

Gu Manning obviously didn't expect her to say anything, and continued to say to herself, "I had a big fight with my dad today."

"Because he arranged for his illegitimate child to join the company."

Jiang Wan patted her back and said softly, "So you're in a bad mood and want to let loose a little."

Gu Manning hummed in agreement and took another sip.

"I've been getting through these past two years since my mother passed away, relying on alcohol and men to soothe my trauma."

"Actually, I'm just dissatisfied with my dad, but I'm powerless to change the situation, so I run away whenever I get angry with him."

"Wanwan, am I really useless?"

Jiang Wan paused in patting her back, then raised her hand and patted her head instead, her tone serious, "What do you mean, 'useless'!"

"You've held out until now, and it's already amazing that your dad managed to get your illegitimate son into the company."

"If they bully you, don't bully yourself too."

Gu Manning's eyes welled up with tears. She sniffed and said, "Wanwan, thank you."

Jiang Wan teased her, "You're my boss, how could I not comfort you?"

Gu Manning burst into laughter through her tears, her face flushed with embarrassment. "What kind of boss am I? I'm the one begging you to help me."

At this point, Gu Manning straightened up and said, "By the way, Wanwan, you need to hurry up and discuss the timing of your relationship."

"My dad letting his illegitimate son into the company means he has no hope that I can get the business in order."

"So you have to help me. No one else can help me right now but you."

Gu Manning grasped Jiang Wan's hand, her eyes full of pleading.

Jiang Wan felt the pressure mounting and carefully said, "You know I'm short of money, and I want to complete the mission, but whether I can ultimately help you depends on what I said before—"

"I can't guarantee that."

Gu Manning nodded, "I know, and I'm also preparing for the worst. If I can't win over Shang Shixu, I'll think of other ways."

"But solutions aren't so easy to come up with; right now, I only see hope in you."

"If you can win him over by the end of this month, I'll give you all the one million I have on hand this month as a reward."

Jiang Wan's heart skipped a beat.

If they could have this million, plus the 500,000 she already had, they could pay off more than half of their family's debt of over two million.

Jiang Wan took a deep breath. "I will do my best."

Gu Manning smiled and said, "Go back to work. Don't let this interfere with your work."

"Okay." Jiang Wan stood up, patted her shoulder, and said, "Don't drink too much, you have to go to the company tomorrow."

"understood."

Jiang Wan left VIP room number nine and returned to the staff lounge.

Eight male models brushed past her and returned to their private room.

*

Box No. 5.

After finishing his business, Di Wenjun left the private room and returned to his office.

The assistant knocked on the door and came in, handing over the membership spending list for this quarter.

He took it and examined it, his eyes drawn to one of the names.

...Gu Manning.

Isn't this the girl who had an online romance with that guy Shixu?

Pei Heyun said in private that Shi Xu's attitude towards this girl was different from that towards others.

What this means is very clear to Di Wenjun, who understands his childhood trauma.

There's no guarantee that Gu Manning won't become his future sister-in-law.

Di Wenjun felt it was necessary to give her "future sister-in-law" a small gift.

He decided to upgrade Gu Manning's regular membership to a VIP membership for free.

Di Wenjun turned on the computer and entered Gu Manning's name into the internal system.

The screen quickly displayed all her spending records from the card she had purchased herself.

The latest registration is tonight, and they are currently using VIP room number nine.

Di Wenjun's gaze was fixed on the registration section.

It was clearly written above—

The client booked eight male models for a drinking companion service.

His eyes narrowed, his face darkened, and he dialed a number.

"Zhou Lan, send a fruit platter to VIP room number nine now. You go and deliver it yourself."

"Also," he paused, "once you're inside, find an opportunity to take a photo, making sure it includes all the guests and the male models, and send it to me."

Although Zhou Lan was puzzled, she knew what she should and shouldn't ask.

"Yes, boss."

After hanging up the phone, she quickly went to the kitchen and brought back a fruit platter.

They strode swiftly to room number nine.

The fruit platter was large, filled with various cut fruits, and a flower carved from a cantaloupe was placed in the center.

Zhou Lan placed the fruit platter on the island counter, and Gu Manning frowned. "I didn't order a fruit platter."

Zhou Lan explained with a smile, "This is part of the club's event tonight; all private rooms will receive a complimentary fruit platter."

Gu Manning nodded and waved for her to leave.

The shirtless male model next to her couldn't wait to win her favor, affectionately brushing her hair aside.

Two male models were squatting on either side of Gu Manning, massaging her legs.

The male models sitting next to me were singing, eating, drinking, and secretly playing on their phones.

Seeing that Gu Manning's attention had been completely diverted, Zhou Lan took out her phone and quickly snapped a photo while pushing the food cart.

The angle was perfectly chosen, capturing all nine people in the shot.

Despite the dim lighting, the ultra-high resolution still produced very clear images.

As soon as Zhou Lan left the private room, she sent the photos to Di Wenjun.

Di Wenjun received the photo, opened the large image and glanced at it, her expression becoming even more serious.

He held his phone in one hand and tapped the table absently with the other.

Di Wenjun dared not imagine the blow Shang Shixu would suffer upon seeing this photograph.

But a short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one.

Di Wenjun opened the WeChat group "Iron Triangle" and clicked send.

Di Wenjun: [Image]

Di Wenjun: [@Shang Shixu, see for yourself]