Chapter 31 Taking the Bait
"What kind of airport can it be? It made an emergency landing before it even took off. What are you bragging about here?" the woman said resentfully. "I could make enough for you to work for a month by winning or losing a single game of mahjong."
As if seeking Ying-jie's approval, she said, "Right, Ying-jie?"
Sure enough, it was another mahjong game. This guy might be Yingjie and her group's next target.
With a mix of disdain and smugness, Chen Zhenzhu said, "I'm a mahjong master. I can tell what you're going to win with just a flick of my finger. But I don't have time to waste with you today. I finally managed to hook that sucker, and tonight I'm going to make a big score."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left, completely ignoring the woman stomping her feet in exasperation behind her: "Who does she think she is, daring to offend me?"
"Alright, alright, I'll get it back for you later." Yingjie seemed to be comforting her, but her gaze had already followed the alluring young figure into the distance.
When I was young, I was pretty much the same.
Shen Zhenzhu calmly returned to her seat, as if nothing had happened. Gu Yanzheng raised his arm, and she slipped into his embrace with practiced ease, watching as President Gu listlessly toyed with his wine glass.
"I just saw 'Rat,' how annoying," Shen Zhenzhu muttered, her back pressed against Captain Gu's chest, feeling uncomfortable, so she shifted her position.
"The hygiene here is appalling." Gu Yanzheng, with his arm around Chen Zhenzhu, whispered in her ear like a seasoned lover, "What are you afraid of with me here?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "It's right by the bathroom door."
Gu Yanzheng called over his informant: "Da Bao, what's going on? You've scared my girl."
Upon hearing this, Da Bao hurriedly said, "I'll have someone clean it up right away." He smiled apologetically and called over a new waiter, giving him a few words of scolding. The new waiter's face darkened after the scolding, and he went to find someone to "clean up."
Yingjie, who had been watching them from afar, disappeared into a dimly lit corner of the stage and started pouring drinks for a regular customer. A little while later, a new waiter passed by and called out to her, "What's going on over there?"
The new waiter said with a sour face, "It's nothing, they just thought our karaoke room's restroom was dirty and sent someone to clean it. Poor me, I didn't get a tip and got scolded for nothing."
Sister Ying said with a smile, "My boss is very generous tonight."
The new waitress smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Sister, I'll stay here."
Sister Ying, unfazed, said, "Then you should be more diligent and have some sense."
"Okay, don't worry, sis."
Before Yingjie noticed, several uninvited customers had appeared around her seat. They were playing dice, drinking, and making a ruckus, perfectly blending into the karaoke bar's atmosphere.
Gu Yanzheng's extravagant spending here attracted a lot of attention, and a heavily made-up bartender arrived, just waiting for Gu Yanzheng to ask her to be his drinking companion.
"Is Mr. Gu here?" Wu Zhongguo, dressed in a suit and tie, came over, holding a bottle of liquor, and squeezed past the woman to sit next to Gu Yanzheng. He swayed and said, "Thank you for that project last time. It made me a fortune. Here, add two more bottles of cigarettes and liquor, and give this lady a Hong Kong-style fruit salad."
"President Wu" stared lecherously at "Miss Zhuzhu." Chen Zhenzhu nestled in President Gu's arms. President Gu placed his large hand on hers, wanting to squeeze it to assert his ownership. Chen Zhenzhu subconsciously removed her hand.
The young lady next to her watched and scoffed, "What a pretentious person."
Not far away, Sister Ying, carrying drinks and fruit salad, came over to the next table. She glanced at the hand she hadn't touched and said, "Authentic Hennessy, 999 a bottle. Who's paying?"
Mr. Gu slammed down his wine glass in annoyance: "Why can't I touch you again?" He pulled a thick wad of banknotes from his pocket and slammed it on the square table: "What else can't I touch? Tell me!"
The idol's oil was about to slip out of Chen Zhenzhu's heart.
She said sweetly, "That's all, Mr. Gu."
Mr. Gu glanced at Sister Ying standing to the side, took out a few bills to pay the bill, and asked meaningfully, "Saw the rat again?"
He raised his arm, and Chen Zhenzhu nestled against him, glancing at Yingjie with a smile as she said, "Yes."
Gu Yanzheng smiled.
Yingjie was unaware of the situation and thought to herself, "What a vixen."
Old Wu stood to the side, holding a wine glass and grinning. He glanced at Sister Ying and confirmed that his target, "Mouse," was her: "Look, he has someone with me, but I don't. Arrange a few for me to come over."
Looking at the thick stack of banknotes on the table, Yingjie knew that the two men were big business owners, so she simply said, "Boss, I'm right in front of you, who else do you want to ask for? How about me?"
Old Wu, familiar with the situation, said, "Not avoiding drinking?"
Without saying a word, Yingjie sat down next to him, poured herself a full glass of foreign liquor, and downed half of it in one gulp: "I'll definitely make it up to you. Xiaoxue, find two more girls to come over."
"What are you looking for? No need." Shen Zhenzhu immediately gave Yingjie a cold shoulder.
As if afraid that Miss Zhuzhu would be unhappy, Mr. Gu took out another wad of money and placed it in front of her: "It's all yours, I don't play with others."
He kept his word; even when other hostesses came over, he didn't look anywhere else.
Since Mr. Gu had given the money, he naturally had to give her a handshake. With his hand outstretched in his large palm, Mr. Gu told the fortune of the jealous Miss Zhuzhu: "You will be extremely wealthy and powerful in this life, with a fortune of immense riches."
Miss Zhuzhu was dissatisfied, turned her face away and snorted.
Mr. Gu coaxed him again, saying, "Then you can live a free and happy life."
Miss Zhuzhu said in a high-pitched voice, "With an alcoholic father and a sick mother, what's so enjoyable about my job?"
Mr. Gu immediately said, "Then I'll make up whatever you want to hear."
Miss Zhu gave Sister Ying a forced smile, as if she didn't like her sitting down without permission, and said in a shameless, clingy manner, "Is there any chance of being President Gu's lucky little kitten?"
Gu Yanzheng was genuinely taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily, "Yes, we can grow old together, how about that?"
Everyone present burst into laughter, knowing that there was no future between a hostess and a big boss; it was just a joke.
Only Yingjie's smile didn't reach her eyes; that vixen.
In the pleasure quarters, Miss Zhu's blatant lies and President Gu's half-hearted answers were a mutual, playful exchange of pleasantries. Perhaps the only genuine emotion was the resentment in Sister Ying's eyes.
Old Wu looked at Gu Yanzheng and Shen Zhenzhu, then raised his wine glass and clinked it against Yingjie's, whose stomach was churning with acid.
See? I knew the allure of a sweet, innocent girl was as powerful as a nuclear bomb.
The more urgent the case, the less flustered one should be in a big situation. With Gu Yanzheng by her side to keep things under control, and the karaoke bar already secured, Shen Zhenzhu was no longer in a hurry.
That evening, they chatted and laughed as they left with a group of real customers.
On her way home, Yingjie did not notice any "cheat code" behind her.
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“Her home is on the first floor of Building 7 in Chang’an Jiayuan. The search team went in secretly but found nothing unusual, nor did they find a place where the victim was hidden.”
"The hostess next to her claimed that Sister Ying was righteous and straightforward, and her only hobby was playing mahjong. Many people had played with her without any problems..."
"What if there are no more victims? After cooperating in the murder and dismemberment, they retire from the crime?"
During the case briefing, Shen Zhenzhu, with faint dark circles under her eyes, was carefully asking Zhou Chuanxi in her office, "Is there a basement on the first floor?"
Zhou Chuanxi thought for a moment and said, "We checked inside and out while she was sleeping, but we didn't find any place where people could hide. Her house is no more than 50 square meters in size, and the front yard only has a toilet and a storage shed, which are completely exposed."
Gu Yanzheng drew a circle on the blackboard that read "First Crime Scene." According to the route taken by the discovered dismembered body, Yingjie's house was also within the affected area.
He then asked, "Is she the only one at home?"
Zhou Chuanxi said, "Yes, it was only her. Her family wasn't well-off; the one-bedroom apartment had a front door that could be seen into the back. She was drunk and fast asleep. The search team did a quick check of the apartment but didn't find any of the victim's personal belongings. However, they didn't check the bedside drawers and the wardrobe, as they were too close to her."
Gu Yanzheng thought for a moment and said, "I'll go and apply to Director Liu to go undercover at the karaoke bar again tonight. She's still very wary when we first met her. Old Shen has already embarrassed her several times. I don't believe she wouldn't do something to someone like that. We'll observe and follow her to see if there are any other places where people can hide. If she's involved in a crime, we think she might have other victims. We shouldn't alert her and avoid the possibility of the victims becoming hostages."
Shen Zhenzhu has been frequenting nightclubs lately, and during the day she spends her time in the office studying testimonies and assisting in the investigation. Gu Yanzheng often calls them to hold investigation meetings, and sometimes he goes out for most of the day and doesn't see them.
His focused demeanor while solving the case was completely different from the slippery, oily CEO Gu at night.
That evening, Chen Zhenzhu, who had one more chance, came to the same karaoke bar. She had changed her long, straight black hair into curly wool. The sweet girl, loved by everyone, wore an English plaid skirt and her new leather shoes clicked on the floor, attracting the attention of many men and women.
Wearing the luxurious gold watch given to her by President Gu, she walked along the road like a smug and arrogant cat, unaware that in the booth she passed, a young man stared in disbelief and smashed his wine glass: "Her? How could it be her?"
The waiter quickly brought a broom to sweep up the broken glass and said with a smile, "Young Master Bai, do you know Miss Zhuzhu? She's become quite popular here lately, with many customers unable to get a table. But if Young Master Bai invites her, she'll definitely give you face."
"She's drinking with an old man here?" Bailov exclaimed in surprise, his voice trembling.
His companions knew that Bai Luofu, as the richest man in Liancheng, claimed to have broken up peacefully with his college girlfriend, but in reality, he was the one who was dumped.
"Damn it, she's with that old man and doesn't even come to me?!" Bai Luofu got angrier and angrier, and went to ask his familiar mother, "Sister Ying, what's wrong with her?"
Yingjie never expected that Miss Zhuzhu had also hooked up with the Bai family heir; all she could see was his gleaming gold watch.
As she poured the wine, she said, "My father is an alcoholic, and my mother is seriously ill. I had no other choice."
"You think you can fool me? She needs money and asks me for it, do you think I won't give it to her?" Bai Luofu had his signature Hong Kong and Taiwanese celebrity-style slicked-back haircut, meticulous from head to toe. Coupled with his handsome looks and generous nature, even with his occasional lapses in judgment, he was a popular patron in the entertainment industry.
Yingjie paused for a moment, then smiled, hiding her jealousy, and said, "Isn't that what everyone who comes here says? Besides, she really knows how to handle men; she's the best of the best."
Bai Luofu remembered the sudden breakup last year. Shen Zhenzhu had a cold and ruthless expression on her face. She ground her molars and said, "She's really something. Once she's done with her work, call her over. I need to talk to her."
"...Okay, I'll try my best."
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be flattered, but Sister Ying knew that the man accompanying Miss Zhuzhu was a man of great talent and influence. He was said to be a wealthy businessman in the provincial capital, and might even be more powerful than the eldest son of the Bai family.
She believed she still possessed her charm, but after Zhuzhu arrived, she realized she could no longer deceive herself.
Miss Zhuzhu is young and sweet. Although she is competitive and ambitious, men are drawn to her charm.
Everyone wants it, including the one at home. Why not change our target and go with the flow to get rid of that eyesore, Miss Pearl?
She has the skills to deal with men, and perhaps men who have left Miss Zhuzhu will be more attracted to the allure of a mature woman.
Wearing a green cheongsam that accentuated her beautiful and voluptuous figure, Yingjie swayed her hips as she personally carried the drinks to Chen Zhenzhu's table. She joked and laughed with Dabao and the others, eager to compete with Miss Zhuzhu for attention.
Sure enough, this table became the most lively and popular spot in the entire event.
"We've been drinking for days, why haven't I seen you two kiss?" Sister Ying pulled up her low-cut neckline, not wanting to give the old and stingy Mr. Wu across from her an easy opportunity to take advantage of her.
Before Gu Yanzheng could react, Shen Zhenzhu reached out and covered his mouth: "No, kissing is a different price."
President Gu slammed his wine glass down and angrily said, "Isn't this much enough?"
Miss Zhuzhu had a big appetite and shook her head: "Not enough."
Yingjie stood to the side with a forced smile; a vixen is a vixen, she's mastered the art of playing hard to get.
While Mr. Wu and the others tried to smooth things over, Sister Ying took the opportunity to suggest playing games. Mr. Gu, who was angry, refused to help Miss Zhuzhu drink, which led to Chen Zhenzhu actually drinking two glasses of foreign liquor. She then secretly hid behind him and burped.
Before coming here, I never expected that the biggest obstacle to being an undercover agent would be her low alcohol tolerance.
She secretly tugged at Gu Yanzheng's sleeve from behind, hinting that she couldn't drink anymore. But Gu Yanzheng was preoccupied with Yingjie and couldn't react in time to play along.
As night deepened, the loud music in the karaoke bar replaced with tender and seductive dance music. The atmosphere was enchanting and romantic; amidst the pungent smell of smoke and alcohol, whether it was real or not no longer mattered.
Shen Zhenzhu knew she had drunk too much. Before she came, she had discussed with Gu Yanzheng that if Sister Ying came to contact them, she would probably ask them to drink, and then try to get them to reveal their true feelings or other secrets.
Gu Yanzheng told her to drink without worry: "I need to direct and coordinate, you just drink yours."
Shen Zhenzhu worried, "What if I say something I shouldn't have?"
Gu Yanzheng stretched out his large hand and gestured behind her neck: "I won't give you a chance to talk nonsense."
Shen Zhenzhu felt a chill on her neck; she never imagined that the danger posed by the undercover agent would come from Gu Yanzheng.
Whether she sticks her neck out or not, she's doomed. And fearing that the cunning Sister Ying will see through her, Miss Zhuzhu downs one or two cups at a time, her mind becoming a little hazy.
Even though Yingjie, whom she was looking for, was sitting at the same table, Chen Zhenzhu sat there blankly like a dim-witted little owl, staring wide-eyed and searching around. This made Gu Yanzheng, while trying to get information out of Yingjie, chuckle to himself.
You worthless piece of trash.
After cursing inwardly, a warm patch suddenly appeared on my lower back.
The little rascal wasn't really finished. After tugging at it for a while, it finally lifted the back of its shirt, found the cool, muscular skin, and pressed it against it, letting out a sigh.
Gu Yanzheng: "......"
The criminal investigation team members who were positioned around the perimeter couldn't bear to watch. Lu Ye, wearing bell-bottom jeans, was swaying on the stage, silently mourning for her. Da Bao and other informants even wanted to gouge out their own eyes to avoid being silenced by Captain Gu.
My ancestors, you can't touch a tiger's backside!
Her very restless hands groped and touched her firm lower back. This behavior did not escape the eyes of the experienced Sister Ying. She looked at the drunken Miss Zhuzhu and provoked her, "Mr. Gu, you're touching her all over."
At the dinner table, the eyes of about a dozen men and women turned to look at him. Gu Yanzheng, enduring the throbbing in his temples, said casually, "I'm just spoiled. Who told me not to charge them?"
The group burst into laughter, urging President Gu to go back and give the man a good dressing down.
The little chick eating the eagle had no idea it had escaped a calamity from the merciless hand; all it knew was that it had been thinking about this day and night, and that the figure beneath its alluring skin was incredibly attractive.
Two hours later, when she regained consciousness, President Gu went to the restroom. President Wu, pinching his nose, forced Old Shen to drink two pots of hangover tea. "Hiring someone for the Major Crimes Unit of the Criminal Investigation Department isn't easy," he said. "You're likely to end up in the archives!"
Yingjie kept pouring tea for her, making sure the hot tea cooled down quickly. Seeing that her eyes were gradually clearing, she handed her the tea and whispered in Shen Zhenzhu's ear, "Zhuzhu, don't entertain the guests tomorrow night. You drank so much today, you should rest your stomach tomorrow."
Shen Zhenzhu casually rolled the loose wool around the top of her head, like a little sister next door, and said with her big, sleepy eyes, "I have nowhere to go if I don't go to work, and I don't know anyone here."
Yingjie concealed the fact that Bai Shao was waiting for her, took his hand and patted it, saying, "I'm just an acquaintance of yours. I've made quite a bit of money following you these past few days. This hand of yours is the hand that grabs money. Why don't you come with me to play a couple of rounds of mahjong? We'll play big, I guarantee it'll be exciting."
Shen Zhenzhu seemed to consider it for a moment, and it looked like she was going to refuse: "Okay, I'm tired of staying here these past few days, and I want to get some fresh air."
Sister Ying smiled broadly and took her hand, saying, "That's right. I'm sure you'll be satisfied with the card-playing friend I introduced to you, and I'm sure he'll be satisfied with you too."
The following day.
Chen Zhenzhu, who caught a big fish, was warmly welcomed by her teammates from the fourth team. However, amidst the enthusiasm, there seemed to be a strange and subtle atmosphere.
Chen Zhenzhu wiped the crystal vase with a refreshed expression; inside was a bouquet of pink carnations that Sister Wang had given her.
Even while at the police station, Sister Wang still thought about the little carnations there, and every time she bought flowers, she would bring a bouquet of little carnations with her.
Gu Yanzheng stood by the blackboard, studying the evening's plan. After extensive interviews and Shen Zhenzhu's confirmation, it was determined that Sister Ying was a prime suspect.
Compared to portraits provided by other witnesses, he observed that the woman he saw intentionally raised her eyebrows, deepened her double eyelids and eye sockets, and deliberately expanded the area of her lipstick. This makeup caused discrepancies between her appearance and that of others.
Tonight, the slippery Sister Ying invited Miss Zhu to her place to play mahjong. It might be a good opportunity to capture and rescue the victim.
He swiftly arranged the subsequent control work. After submitting the application to Director Liu, he walked to the door and was gently advised by Director Liu: "You don't need to be under so much pressure. Although we are racing against time, the provincial department has given us sixty days, and it has only been a week."
For the first time, Gu Yanzheng received comfort from Director Liu. He did not feel that he was under a lot of pressure. Although there were few clues and a lot of social pressure at the beginning of the case, he did not lose his rhythm.
But when he looked at his dark circles under his eyes in the full-length mirror in the stairwell, his lips twitched involuntarily.
He didn't sleep at all last night when he got home. As soon as he tried to sleep, he kept thinking about Miss Zhuzhu's insolent and lewd behavior.
"Captain Gu, have some steamed buns! Chives and oysters, pickled cabbage and diced pork!" Shen Zhenzhu brought breakfast for Gu Yanzheng. Seeing him enter the office, she carried the breakfast to Captain Gu's desk with great enthusiasm. After placing it down, she stood aside as usual, waiting for Captain Gu to check his wallet.
However, for some reason today, Captain Gu has already eaten two large steamed buns and hasn't mentioned paying for breakfast at all.
Chen Zhenzhu wiped her clean hands on the seam of her pants and returned to her seat, sulking.
Disillusionment! Captain Gu is freeloading!
After a busy morning, everyone took a nap at noon to recharge for the evening's activities.
Covered with a woolen blanket, Chen Zhenzhu was completely unaware of the mysterious glances secretly cast by the other members of the four teams, and curled up into a ball to sleep.
"She just fell asleep after being touched like that, what kind of heartless girl is she?" Lu Ye exclaimed in amazement, then pushed two chairs together, leaned against the wall, and yawned.
Almost universally regarded as a workplace harasser, Chen Zhenzhu felt her palms burning in her dream. Her tanned, muscular body throbbed within them, and her sharply defined torso featured prominent scutes. Not only did her dream have everything, but some things felt incredibly real... ah... ah!!
Suddenly! Shen Zhenzhu raised her head and slapped herself hard across the face. *Smack!* Then, the startled owl stared wide-eyed at Gu Yanzheng, who was taking a nap.
Wu Zhongguo was startled when he came in carrying a teacup, and quickly pretended not to have seen his strange behavior.
Oh no, the pressure is too much, another one has gone crazy.
Shen Zhenzhu remained silent for a long time, repeatedly shouting in her heart, "Shen Zhenzhu, how can you know his skin so well!"
How do you know his skin so well!
How could you know his skin so clearly?!
She opened her hand in shock, looking at her palm—the tanned, muscular physique, the hem of her shirt pulled out… She wanted to reach forward and touch her clitoris, but thankfully Captain Gu went to the restroom…
She went straight to bed when she got home last night, and only now does she remember what happened.
Will a female hooligan be dismissed from her job if she pretends to be drunk and harasses her boss?
After nearly assaulting a family member last time, Shen Zhenzhu is facing another career crisis.
She silently opened the drawer, took out a ten-yuan note, and put it in her breakfast bag. If her idol didn't give her breakfast, so be it; she didn't mind, really. She hoped her idol wouldn't mind either, sob sob.
Shen Zhenzhu opened her palm and looked at it again, then secretly sniffed it. Fortunately, there was no strange smell.
Looking up, she suddenly met Gu Yanzheng's gaze and froze: "Gu...Gu..."
Gu Yanzheng said, with a complicated expression, "You—"
He uttered a soft "you," then fell silent, his eyes deep and unfathomable. He seemed to be wondering what he had gone to so much trouble to recruit into the Major Crimes Unit.
Shen Zhenzhu had the right to remain silent; she knew she was now exhibiting signs of perversion.
Gu Yanzheng took some time to compose himself. Seeing the guilty look on her face, he knew this insolent woman was remembering her drunken groping yesterday. He had originally intended to comfort her, but who knew she would do what she just did.
Gu Yanzheng took out two yuan and placed it on the table. Without saying a word, he turned back to his seat, put his feet up on the table, closed his eyes to rest, and pretended that he hadn't seen anything.
He comforted himself, thinking that it was his own body that was so hot that it was normal for a young girl like Chen Zhenzhu to be unable to resist him.
While Gu Yanzheng was grieving that one of his subordinates had become a female pervert, he also thought that she actually had good taste; otherwise, why wouldn't she have touched Lu Ye and the others?
In a strange sense of smugness, he closed his eyes, ignoring Chen Zhenzhu's pale face and trembling hands.
Shen Zhenzhu wanted to pull off her nose, but she couldn't. She could only scream silently, and then quietly put the two yuan into her wallet.
Oh no, I've lost all the chance to feed him and build up his affection.
Her only chance was to rush to the front lines and offer up the heads of criminals as a gesture of goodwill.
She clenched her fists, blaming all the blame on Sister Ying and Huang Ya Lao, vowing to teach them a lesson.
Outside the window, on Tiesi Street, people were gradually starting to ride bicycles home from get off work.
There were far fewer elderly people on the bus than in the morning; they were probably all at home preparing dinner.
Shen Zhenzhu won't be home on time again today; she'll probably be up all night. Just before we set off, I picked up the office phone and called Sixth Sister.
"Mom, I'm working overtime today," Chen Zhenzhu reported softly to her mother. "There's an operation... not a drinking operation, our captain is going too."
Gu Yanzheng loaded his sidearm and walked past her, raising an eyebrow. Looking at Shen Zhenzhu, who was obediently asking her mother for leave, it felt as if he wasn't leading her on a mission, but rather on a picnic.
You can't use me as a shield when you get a boyfriend in the future.
Gu Yanzheng mobilized his team, and dozens of people inside and outside the facility awaited his orders. There was also a criminal investigation documentary reporter collaborating with the provincial department, wanting to follow the case.
After settling in, Shen Zhenzhu waited obediently outside the taxi. Today she was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, the hem of which was tied in a knot at her navel, vaguely revealing her slender waist. Captain Gu didn't look closely, otherwise he would have definitely noticed that Shen Zhenzhu had sneakily added a nude-colored tank top underneath. A navel isn't something you can just show off like that.
To make it easier to move around (and beat someone up), she wasn't wearing a skirt, but rather blue flared jeans and Double Star sneakers.
Just before she was about to leave, Zhang Jie got off work and slipped a roasted red egg to Chen Zhenzhu.
"It wards off evil and brings good luck."
This is the first time Shen Zhenzhu has participated in such a large-scale operation; it requires a bit of mystical knowledge.
"I really need this!" Shen Zhenzhu excitedly took the still-warm red egg in her palm and asked, "Sister, is it a family heirloom?"
Zhang Jie was stunned for a moment, then understood and said with a smile, "My master gave it to me the same way, so I guess it's a kind of inheritance."
Chen Zhenzhu cracked open a red egg on the front of the car, took a bite, and said with great certainty, "It smells so good, it must be a family heirloom."
Old Wu chuckled to himself. He said that conditions were harsh in the past; people often went hungry, barely surviving. Having an egg as a snack before going out was considered a great perk. And this had somehow become a tradition passed down through generations—it was like treating children.
However, after Zhang Jie also gave him one, he agreed with this view and also agreed that red eggs really smelled good.
Zhang Jie, trying to reassure the child, smiled as she watched her eat little by little, and opened the car door for Chen Zhenzhu: "Take care of your own safety—"
"It's the most important thing." Chen Zhenzhu, beaming with joy, got into the car and leaned against the window, saying, "Sister, I remember."
Gu Yanzheng will not appear in public tonight. He has arranged everything, and with the Cherokee car keys in hand, he walks to Zhang Jie's side and nods, everything is understood without words.
Zhang Jie watched as more than a dozen vehicles set off in the hazy night, standing still to pray for her comrades who continued on their journey.
Shen Zhenzhu was already familiar with the smells of the karaoke bar. She got out of the car alone and went inside, waiting for Sister Ying to appear at a vacant booth through the staff entrance.
Her colleagues, along with the crowd of entertainers, slowly slipped in, like fish swimming silently in the water.
"Sister Zhuzhu, are you not working today?" A familiar woman came over to greet Shen Zhenzhu. Even though Shen Zhenzhu was younger than her, she still considered herself a level below in making money in the underworld.
Shen Zhenzhu took the juice she was offered, biting the pink knotted straw without drinking: "Money can never be earned enough, take a break. It's tiring to spend time with men every day, you should find some fun for yourself too."
The woman was about to say something when she suddenly saw the famous Young Master Bai from Liancheng approaching, glaring at them. She quickly stood up to give them her seat. However, her gaze followed Young Master Bai, hoping to find out what shady dealings he and Zhuzhu might have that would become her future gossip.
Shen Zhenzhu was very troubled by Bai Luofu's appearance. She bent down and pretended to pick something up, touched the small silver knife tied to her calf, looked around and saw that Zhou Chuanxi, who was lying in wait, was looking in their direction. He was obviously more nervous than she was and hoped that Bai Luofu would not cause trouble.
"What do you mean? I waited for you until the end of the show yesterday!" Bai Luofu only saw Shen Zhenzhu leave with a tall man last night, but he didn't see the man's face. He was like someone who had caught cheating, and his handsome face was full of anger.
"None of your business." Shen Zhenzhu gave this playboy a cold shoulder. Having transmigrated, she inherited the original owner's memories and knew that Bai Luofu flirted with other women right in front of her. She figured she was better off without a man like that.
Bailov gritted his teeth in anger, unsure whether it was out of shame and resentment that his former girlfriend had become a prostitute, or anger that she didn't care about him at all.
He opened his briefcase, pulled out several wads of cash, threw them on the sofa, and said, word by word, "Don't fucking embarrass me. I'll give you the money you want, but you'd better get home and stay here!"
Shen Zhenzhu grabbed the money and threw it at him, angrily saying, "I've already broken up with you, don't bother me, get away from me!"
The woman peeking from the booth next to them clicked her tongue in amazement, then looked at her equally dumbfounded sisters and whispered, "It's like the saying goes, 'Some are dying of thirst while others are drowning in abundance!'"
Bai Luofu didn't care about other people's opinions. He pointed at Chen Zhenzhu's nose and said, "I'm going to find Mommy now. You're not allowed to entertain guests here anymore, understand?"
With her arms crossed in front of her chest and her legs crossed, Chen Zhenzhu said, "I don't know."
Bai Luofu stormed up to Chen Zhenzhu, looking down at her and said condescendingly, "If you don't behave, I'll bankrupt your father! Believe it or not—"
"Threatening me?" Shen Zhenzhu, who was about to get up and leave, turned around and slapped him across the face upon hearing this. Bai Luofu covered his burning cheek in disbelief and said, "You, you!"
Chen Zhenzhu said in a pouty tone, "Please, please don't let my dad go bankrupt!"
Seeing Yingjie waving in the distance, Shen Zhenzhu walked forward without turning her head.
Bai Luofu's chest heaved as his henchmen, who were entertaining him, saw his humiliation and, in a moment of shock, offered a suggestion: "This girl is too ungrateful. She doesn't even give Young Master Bai any face. Should I have someone teach her a lesson?"
"Damn it, I'll teach you a lesson!" Bai Luofu plopped down on the sofa, knowing he deserved the slap. She'd seen him being unfaithful before, and she'd left injured; now that he'd been hit, so be it. But he still felt an indescribable sense of resentment.
"Why are you two getting all tangled up and tugging at each other?" Sister Ying didn't see Chen Zhenzhu hitting anyone. She was affectionately linking arms with her and looking Chen Zhenzhu up and down. She still had a pure and sweet style.
Shen Zhenzhu smiled sweetly, but there were no dimples on her face: "I don't want to serve you anymore."
Yingjie thought her instigation had worked and said with a smile, "That's right, your current CEO Gu is much better than him. At least he earns his own money, which is more capable than someone who asks his family for money. If you have a child in the future, you'll be set for life."
Yingjie led Chen Zhenzhu out through the back door, saying she was afraid the other girls would be jealous, and they got into a taxi discreetly.
"This barbecue is delicious." Yingjie only brought Shen Zhenzhu with her when they arrived at a barbecue restaurant.
Shen Zhenzhu and Shen Yuyuan came here once, the time when she lost her wallet.
She delicately wiped the bamboo skewer tip with a tissue and took a bite of the mutton tendon.
Autumn in Liancheng is short, with large temperature differences between day and night, only reaching the teens. She nestled in a plastic chair, casually saying as she ate, "Do you come here often? Everything I order is delicious."
Sister Ying handed her the red willow meat skewers, poured herself a glass of beer, and said, "I come here often. I come over to sober up after get off work with them. There's also a porridge shop over there, so I can have something hot if my stomach is upset. In our line of work, health is our capital, so we have to take good care of ourselves."
After the two finished their barbecue, Chen Zhenzhu drank the last sip of her Arctic Ocean soda. When it was time to pay the bill, Yingjie beat her to it, saying, "You can come next time."
"No, let me do it." Chen Zhenzhu took out her wallet and counted the money. The thick wad of cash inside made Yingjie unable to stop smiling. All of this would be hers soon.
The streets were deserted in the dark, and the taxi drivers waiting for passengers finally got their customers.
"Taihe Residential Area, wanna go?"
Not Chang'an Jiayuan?
Team Leader Gu and the others should be able to keep up.
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Author's note: Sister Ying: One likes to touch, and the other lets me touch him, what does it have to do with me!
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