Volume One: High School Days Chapter 077: From Now On, What I Say Goes

After leaving the company, Liusheng took Liusheng to buy an expensive suit and get a new hairstyle, making himself look even more stylish and sophisticated.

On the way to the gathering, Liusheng said to Ren Xiadong, “This time, we’re representing Old Master Hu. Keep your temper in check, don’t act like some country bumpkin!”

“I understand—the quieter and lower-key someone is, the more formidable they are. The fewer words, the more ruthless!” Ren Xiadong replied from the back, excitement bubbling in his tone.

To represent Old Master Hu was no small matter; it meant they would soon command the room.

The two arrived at the meeting place—a lavish nightclub, single-story but expansive. The lobby housed a bar, and on stage, scantily clad dancers moved seductively under flashing lights, their bodies adorned with shimmering ornaments, twisting to the DJ’s rhythm.

Seeing such a scene, Liusheng and Ren Xiadong were clearly stirred, their hormones surging, longing to step forward and touch.

As they were lost in the spectacle, a manager-looking staff member approached them, saying, “You two must be new here! Get to work! Don’t just stand around. Take these two fruit platters to Suite 666!”

Liusheng was momentarily stunned by the manager’s words, not quite understanding. Looking around, he saw busy waiters all dressed in black suits and white shirts. He glanced at himself and Ren Xiadong—their outfits matched the waiters’. It dawned on Liusheng that the manager had mistaken them for new staff, given their attire and age.

“What are you waiting for? The guests in Suite 666 are prominent figures in the city. Take care of them well. If anything goes wrong, you’ll be out of a job tomorrow!”

Upon hearing Suite 666 mentioned, Liusheng realized it was the very room he was meant to attend. So he and Ren Xiadong each picked up a fruit platter and headed to 666.

Outside the grand Suite 666, a line of bodyguard-types blocked their way, frisked them, and asked a few questions, but didn’t find the golden card Liusheng had hidden in his inner pocket.

Once inside, Liusheng and Ren Xiadong were again stunned. The suite was vast, equipped with every imaginable amenity. Inside, it was even more lively than outside: ten bosses each had two beauties in their arms, with pole dancers and bartenders flitting about. These ten seemed like emperors.

After placing the fruit platters, Liusheng and Ren Xiadong didn’t leave, but stood aside, observing the bosses. One of them, noticing they weren’t departing, pulled out 400 yuan and said, “Here’s your tip, now get out!”

Liusheng took the tip but showed no intention of leaving. The boss then said, “Didn’t you hear me? Get out!”

Liusheng replied, “The manager instructed us to stay and serve you gentlemen. If you need anything, I can arrange it for you immediately.”

Another boss chimed in, “Let them stay. Their attitude shows the service here is excellent, right, Mr. Hao?”

“Mr. Liu is right. Let them stay and serve us,” Mr. Hao agreed.

Liusheng now recognized the two. From recent days, he knew Mr. Hao was the owner of AoChuang Real Estate, and Mr. Liu was the head of Meyer Film Company—the two he was here to dismiss.

The ten bosses toasted together, and after drinking, Mr. Hao said to Mr. Liu, “Mr. Liu, let me toast you again. Without you, I wouldn’t be where I am today.”

“Don’t say that. We win together. You provide the money, I provide the effort. You make money, I make money too,” Mr. Liu replied, raising his glass to the group. “As long as you obey, whatever you want, I’ll give you. If not, you know what the consequences will be!”

The other nine bosses quickly raised their glasses, “Yes, yes, we’ll rely on Mr. Liu in the future.”

After everyone drank, Mr. Liu continued, “You don’t know—I broke the peace treaty of Huayong Group for you, even abused my power to protect you! I was supposed to manage your peaceful coexistence and ensure balanced, fair competition. If Old Master Hu finds out, I’ll be in real trouble.”

Mr. Liu deliberately spoke this way so the nine bosses would hear, letting them know how much he’d sacrificed for them. His goal: to bind their loyalty even tighter, for Mr. Liu’s greed was boundless.

Mr. Hao, hearing Mr. Liu, hurriedly said, “Mr. Liu’s great virtue and righteousness—I, Hao, will never forget. From now on, I’ll follow Mr. Liu’s lead and wholeheartedly serve him.”

“Don’t be silly! You only obey me because of Huayong Group. Huayong holds nearly half the world’s economy, and with such control, anyone they want bankrupt will be bankrupt. I’m just a minor administrator in Chong City,” Mr. Liu said, pretending difficulty.

Still, Mr. Hao fawned, “Ah, nobody recognizes Huayong here; we only recognize Mr. Liu. He’s the local emperor. Heaven is high, and the emperor far away—Chong City is yours, Mr. Liu!”

Mr. Liu looked at Mr. Hao and said, “Little Hao, for your sake, I bankrupted three real estate companies. If the higher-ups find out, do you know what will happen to me?”

Mr. Hao sprang up, grasped Mr. Liu’s hand, and said, “Little brother understands—big brother has truly gone to great lengths for me.”

“My job was supposed to ensure fair competition, but I got involved and helped you. That’s a grave mistake,” Mr. Liu said as he mimed counting money.

Mr. Hao clasped Mr. Liu’s hand, saying, “Mr. Liu is my benefactor—no, closer than my own father! I understand your meaning—I’m prepared to offer twenty percent of my company’s shares in tribute. Don’t worry, it won’t be registered in your name; just take the money.” The shares wouldn’t be registered to avoid detection by Huayong Group, but they were naive, never expecting that Liusheng, their replacement, stood right next to them.

Ren Xiadong couldn’t help whispering to Liusheng, “He was calling him brother just now—now he’s calling him father! The hierarchy’s getting a bit muddled.”

Liusheng couldn’t help laughing after hearing Ren Xiadong’s comment.

Mr. Hao, seeing the two laugh, instantly changed his expression, barking at them, “Are you laughing at me? Are you tired of living?”

Liusheng quickly returned to seriousness, saying, “No, please don’t misunderstand. I was just awed by the aura of you gentlemen, and I was daydreaming about becoming someone like you one day, so I laughed.”

Mr. Hao relaxed a bit at the explanation, took out a bottle of wine, placed it on the table, and said, “You know how to talk. Since I’m in a good mood today, finish this bottle, and not only will I not blame you, I’ll give you a big red envelope!”

At that moment, the suite’s lights dimmed, and a dancer dressed as a Playboy Bunny entered, ears on her head, wearing black fishnet stockings. In the dim light, she began an alluring pole dance.

Mr. Liu, seeing the voluptuous bunny girl, hurriedly pushed aside the two beauties beside him. The bunny girl kept making seductive gestures toward Mr. Liu, who was visibly excited, even flustered, wiping sweat from his brow.

Not only Mr. Liu, but Liusheng and Ren Xiadong were also captivated. Before Ren Xiadong could speak, Liusheng said, “I’ve never seen such a... no, such an alluring woman!”

Liusheng’s heart pounded, his whole body heated, flooded with unprecedented delight.

Ren Xiadong swallowed hard and said to Liusheng, “If I could sleep with her, I’d gladly give up ten years of my life!”

Liusheng felt himself losing control, quickly shook his head, trying to distract himself and calm down.

The now-calm Liusheng said to Ren Xiadong, who was staring unblinking at the bunny girl, “The lighting in here is so dim—what if she’s ugly when the lights come on?”

Ren Xiadong didn’t blink, didn’t turn his head, replying, “Who turns on the lights at night? It’s all about the feeling. Who cares if she’s ugly—the figure is what matters. If not, just have her wear a mask!”

Liusheng gave a thumbs-up to Ren Xiadong, saying, “Your standards are beyond my reach. I’ll wish you an early heir.”

The bunny girl slowly walked to the table in front of Mr. Liu, knelt on the table, supporting herself with both hands, and kept swaying her hips. After a while, she turned around, presenting her backside to Mr. Liu and continued to sway.

Mr. Liu, watching the seductive bunny girl, couldn’t keep still, his blood threatening to burst from his veins.

Unable to control himself, Mr. Liu slapped the bunny girl’s behind and kneaded it as if he were working dough.

Liusheng and Ren Xiadong, standing nearby, exclaimed together, “Beast!”

Then Liusheng said to Ren Xiadong, “But I like it. Looks like we’re about to witness a live show!”

Mr. Liu, finding it harder and harder to contain himself, began to tear at the bunny girl’s stockings. The nine other bosses cheered him on, and Liusheng and Ren Xiadong watched with mischievous smiles.

The bunny girl, her stockings torn, was obviously unhappy, but for money’s sake, she endured and kept dancing.

Mr. Liu grew bolder, flipping the bunny girl over and groping her all over. She started to resist, trying to push Mr. Liu away.

Ren Xiadong kept his eyes glued to the scene, saying to Liusheng, “I love movies like this—the more she resists, the more exciting it is!”

Just then, Mr. Liu had already reached into the bunny girl’s clothes, and she cried out, “Let me go! Let me go!”

Hearing her voice, Liusheng and Ren Xiadong exchanged a glance. Liusheng hurriedly turned on all the lights.

This action drew Mr. Liu’s ire. He looked up and shouted at Liusheng, “Are you looking for trouble?”

Liusheng looked at the bunny girl under Mr. Liu, and despite her heavy makeup, recognized her instantly—Tang Xin!

Ren Xiadong recognized Tang Xin as well, quickly rushed to Mr. Liu, and kicked him off Tang Xin. When Mr. Liu got up, Liusheng stepped forward and slapped him hard.

Mr. Hao, seeing Mr. Liu struck, shouted, “Someone! Kill these two bastards!”

Mr. Liu also raised his hand to strike Liusheng, but Liusheng quickly seized it. At that moment, the bodyguards at the door rushed in, ready to act. Liusheng produced Old Master Hu’s golden card.

Everyone fell silent upon seeing the card in Liusheng’s hand. Liusheng released Mr. Liu’s hand and said to the entering bodyguards, “Get out!”

Once the bodyguards left, Tang Xin, who had not dared to look up, recognized Liusheng’s voice and quickly looked up in disbelief, saying, “Liusheng, what are you doing here?”