Honest Beta gets scammed

The voice wasn't loud, and the tone was languid.

But it immediately sobered the drunkard up considerably.

The body that had been struggling just moments before froze completely. Li Qing felt that the person in his arms was no longer agitated, so he slowly released his grip. He rubbed his cheek, which had just been slapped, before he had a chance to see who was speaking.

Turning my head, I saw it was Mr. He again.

He Xiangchen, wearing a T-shirt, stood leisurely not far away. He didn't look at Li Qing, but his narrow eyes scanned back and forth between the two drunkards causing trouble. Finally, his gaze fell on the drunkard in the floral shirt who had just been stopped by Li Qing.

He slightly curled the corners of his lips and repeated what he had just said.

"Who are you trying to kill?"

The man's lips trembled, and his breathing became heavier.

It's no secret in the capital that Shengxin Club is owned by the He family.

It's not uncommon for people to cause trouble here because they're drunk, and as long as they don't go too far, Zhang Chen can usually handle it properly.

But if they make such a scene in front of the Ho family, that would be a different story altogether.

Under He Xiangchen's seemingly friendly gaze, the drunk man in the floral shirt felt a little dizzy.

On one hand, reason urged him to be careful with his words and actions and apologize quickly; on the other hand, alcohol provoked him to strike hard and not lose face.

The brain swings back and forth between losing face and not losing face.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he widened his eyes, leaned forward, bent over, and made a third choice.

"vomit--"

He Xiangchen: "..."

Everyone present: "..."

The air was filled with a nauseating, sour, and rotten smell.

He Xiangchen looked at the filth on the ground and slowly closed his eyes.

Even though the drunkard hadn't said a word, he felt like he'd been insulted.

The golden retriever was the first to react. He quickly covered his nose and shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Cleaning! Cleaning! Come to corridor 3109 in section A, a guest has vomited! Hurry!"

His shout finally broke the awkward atmosphere.

Other waiters and security personnel who arrived one after another immediately sprang into action. One went to help the drunk man who had vomited until his legs were weak, while the other went to help the man who had just fought with the drunk man. Although the scene was messy, the cleanup was finally starting in an orderly manner.

Li Qing stood on the outskirts of the crowd, rubbing the spot where he had been hit, hissing and gasping for breath.

Realizing she couldn't get involved, she subconsciously glanced towards He Xiangchen.

But he found that the other person was staring at him without saying a word, with dark, unreadable eyes that were fixed on him.

Li Qing silently lowered her hand that was covering her face, turned her eyes to the side, and subconsciously avoided He Xiangchen's gaze.

Perhaps it was because He Xiangchen had a "previous record" that even though Li Qing had already unilaterally concluded that the other party was no longer interested in her, being stared at like this still made her unable to help but feel suspicious.

He couldn't stand it any longer.

Seeing that he was no longer needed to help, Li Qing was about to slip away when he caught a glimpse of He Xiangchen walking towards him out of the corner of his eye.

His heart skipped a beat, and without thinking twice, he quickly turned around, pretended not to see, and tried to run away.

But as soon as he took a step, his arm was grabbed from behind.

Now there's no way to keep up the pretense.

Li Qing's expression turned pained for a moment, then he slowly turned around. Sure enough, it was He Xiangchen standing behind him with a cold expression.

Li Qing felt uneasy and nervously spoke up.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

He Xiangchen didn't speak, his gaze sweeping across Li Qing's face, lingering for a second on the half of Li Qing's face that was still red and swollen from the beating. He frowned slightly, a hint of annoyance showing between his brows.

He pulled a wad of banknotes from his pocket and handed it directly to Li Qing.

"tip."

"what?"

Li Qing was stunned.

He glanced at He Xiangchen, then at the stack of banknotes in the other man's hand, his expression strange.

Previously, when the other party gave him a tip, it could be attributed to his good service and attentiveness in serving the food. But now, he hasn't done anything, so why should he be given a tip? This is not in accordance with the rules.

He quickly waved his hand in refusal.

"I didn't do anything, so I can't accept your tip."

He Xiangchen frowned even more, his tone revealing impatience.

"You saying stopping people doesn't count as work? Who said you didn't do anything?"

He pushed the money forward again and ordered, "Take it, go buy some medicine. Buy the expensive kind, don't get the cheap stuff, it's useless."

Li Qing was stunned upon hearing this.

No, he won't buy the cheap medicine, because he never intended to buy medicine in the first place.

If the wound isn't broken, it can heal on its own; why would you need to apply medicine?

He twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to refuse again.

Seeing Li Qing's expression, He Xiangchen knew what Li Qing wanted to say, and his patience finally ran out.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone turned cold.

"What's wrong, don't you see...?"

"You think highly of me!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Qing had already snatched the stack of tips from his hand, clutching it tightly. He glanced timidly at He Xiangchen, afraid that the other party might cause him trouble again if he was unhappy.

Seeing his cowardly appearance, He Xiangchen frowned, said nothing more, glanced at Li Qing's swollen cheek one last time, snorted disdainfully, and left.

Li Qing held the stack of tips, scratched the back of his head, and still couldn't figure out what kind of scheme this was.

He stood there for a while, making sure He Xiangchen had already entered the elevator and that he wouldn't bump into him if he went over now. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and walk towards the elevator.

When I returned to the worktable, Liu Yu was still squatting in the corner doing practice problems.

Li Qing didn't bother him. He found a corner, squatted down, and started paddling. Occasionally, when the computer beeped, he would go out and deliver drinks.

Not long after, Jinmao and the group of waiters who had finished dealing with the matter returned. He took a sip of water, saw Li Qing sitting on the ground, and vividly told Li Qing the gossip about the two drunkards.

It turns out that the guy in the floral shirt was cheated on; the lover was the one he fought with, and the two used to be "good brothers."

There was originally a third person in the private room who knew about this, but everyone had drunk too much, and that person, who had no sense of propriety, blurted it out. The man in the floral shirt, who had already drunk quite a bit, was enraged upon hearing this shocking news and immediately started a fight without regard for the occasion.

Li Qing listened with great interest, occasionally letting out a gasp of surprise. The group chatted casually, passing the long hours of the latter half of the night.

Around 4 a.m., Li Qing felt hungry, so she went to the staff break room, took out the steamed buns she had brought from her locker, and put them in the microwave to heat them up.

With a "ding," the steamed buns were ready.

Li Qing took it out, blew on it to cool it down, and finished it off in three or four bites, ignoring the heat.

After swallowing the hot meat bun, his stomach felt much better. Satisfied, he picked up the second one and took a big bite when he heard the computer notification sound.

Li Qing's mouth was stuffed full. He happened to be at the door of the lounge, too lazy to call anyone else, so he picked up a spare tray next to him, put down the drinks ordered by the guests, and carried it out.