English Spring Hill School

"Jido, wait, I have something to tell you. Don't run off so fast as soon as get out of class is over!"

An Moxue ignored him and pulled Sophia beside her away quickly, so the people behind her couldn't keep up in the end.

Sam, panting heavily, stared in the direction An Moxue had left, filled with resentment.

"Giddy, I think you should be careful. I always feel that Sam is a bit gloomy," Sophia said to her friend with concern.

An Moxue glanced at her watch. "Damn it, I've only been here for half a month and he's been bothering me for a week already. He's like a stubborn pest, so annoying. By the way, did you understand today's lesson?"

It would be better if we didn't talk about this, because talking about it makes Sophia very irritable. Can anyone tell her why, even though she thinks she's good at English, the English she learns at Chunshan University is different from what everyone else is saying? If the teachers speak slowly, it's fine, but if they speak fast, she can't understand at all. Was the English she learned before just "mute English"?

Seeing her frantic state, An Moxue couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, let me tell you a method. Find a shop with high foot traffic and work part-time. After a few days, you'll find your spoken English improving rapidly."

"Really?" Sophia was skeptical. "Then should I try finding a store?"

An Moxue smiled at her, "Listen to me, you can't go wrong." After class, if she doesn't find something for her to do, she'll always stick to her, which will delay her own business and she won't be able to do anything.

"I saw a coffee shop near the school is hiring waitresses. Do you want to give it a try? Remember, you're going there to learn language practice, not to work." I'm just afraid that if the young lady gets upset, she'll quit.

Sofia said proudly, "I know, a month's wages aren't enough for me to buy a single piece of jewelry. I know what's most important."

"Then, shall I go with you to the interview?"

"No need, I'll go myself. You go ahead with your business!" After saying that, she gently pushed An Moxue and walked away.

After watching her leave, An Moxue smiled softly and then left as well.

After leaving the school gate, An Moxue hailed a taxi and headed straight for the commercial street next to the school.

Then it stopped in front of a shop that was under renovation.

Albert, who was busy in the shop, saw An Moxue arrive and came over to greet her, "Chief, get out of class is over!"

The two people looked around the shop and said, "Hmm, how many more days will it take to install it?"

"Four or five days should be enough. Chief, we've recruited almost everyone, and they're currently in intensive training. Would you like to take a look?"

"No need, we'll see when it's in trial operation. All the paperwork is done, and we need to smooth things over with all the relevant departments. That way, things will be easier to talk to later."

"Yes, this part is almost finished, just some finishing touches. I'll be running around here for the next few days."

"Yeah, get the guys ready tonight, let's go smash up this place."

"Yes." Albert suppressed the excitement in his body and readily agreed.

As night fell, the bar street near Chunshan University was bustling with activity. An Moxue, wearing an angel mask and leading four or five men, looked like someone not to be trifled with, and swaggered into the largest bar—Scarlet.

As they walked along, An Moxue began to make her move right at the entrance. Before the underlings at the entrance could even figure out what was going on, she kicked them one by one until they could no longer get up.

Then, as they went along, everyone who tried to stop them was beaten down, causing the customers in the store to scream in surprise and flee in droves.

"That's great, now we can really do whatever we want." Albert and the others nearby almost rolled their eyes; they had just been following her without doing anything.

"Chief, leave us a few. It's like we brothers are completely useless."

"How could it be useless? I've intimidated you all, but you're not the ones who need to clean up the mess."

While the few people were talking, they were surrounded by dozens of people. "Who are you, causing trouble in my shop? Don't you know this shop belongs to the Tiger Gang?" The speaker was a very strong and fierce-looking man.

"Oh! You think you can scare people just because you look fierce? Our leader only came because he knows this is Tiger Gang territory, otherwise he wouldn't have come!" Albert shouted.

"Brothers, let's go! Let's teach them a lesson and show them whose territory this is. We'll kill them all!" At the man's command, the group of people surrounding An Moxue and her companions sprang into action.

An Moxue didn't even move her hands, kicking each of them one by one, leaving afterimages in her wake. In no time, she had taken them all down.

"Leader, you're mighty!" several henchmen shouted.

An Moxue slowly walked towards the man, kicked him, and sent him crashing into the opposite wall. There was a loud bang followed by a thud as the man fell to the ground, unable to get up, and spitting out blood.

"So? Do I have the authority to take over the bar now?"

The man glared at An Moxue resentfully, refusing to back down. An Moxue found a chair and sat down. "Albert!"

Albert understood, went to the man's side, and punched him repeatedly until the man passed out.

The underlings inside huddled to one side, not daring to utter a sound. What difference did it make who they served as underlings? As long as there was enough money, why make things difficult for themselves?

"Chief, he's fainted!" Albert chuckled sheepishly.

"Wake him up." An Moxue glared at him. Don't think she didn't know; he was addicted to one-sided beatings and hadn't stopped.

"Yes." A perceptive person brought over a basin of water and handed it to Albert. Albert gave him an approving look, took the basin from him, and poured it on the man.

The man slowly woke up, and his first words were, "I'm just a henchman at the shop. Just wait and see how our boss deals with you."

"Still not convinced? I'll let you go now. Go call your boss." Albert kicked him, and he winced in pain again.

"real?"

This time, An Moxue answered, "Really."

The fierce-looking man looked around, and then two of his underlings came over and helped him out of the bar.

An Moxue surveyed the entire room and slowly said, "Now I'm giving you a choice. Stay, and you'll follow me. If you leave, I won't pursue the matter. But if you come back, it won't be with you just because of these minor injuries!"

“Yes, our leader is very easy to talk to, so you must choose carefully,” Albert added from the side.

The underlings in the room looked at each other, then at An Moxue and the others. Then, one of them took the lead and left, followed by a second, a third, and so on. More and more people left until only a few remained.

"Chief, I, I'm just a bartender. I only know how to mix drinks properly." A handsome man stepped forward and stated his position.

An Moxue nodded.