Chapter 87 He doesn't like others getting close
A short while later, Momo saw Fu Yungui come out from inside, followed by a large group of people.
William shamelessly followed Fu Yungui out anyway, regardless of whether the man wanted to or not. As long as he wasn't thrown into the river, he would keep following him.
Sawa stood under the tree and watched the foreigner from afar. Not only did he come alone, but he was also followed by a group of beautiful women.
That's some serious shamelessness; even a machine gun couldn't penetrate it.
It's one thing to freeload yourself, but to bring girls along is a disgrace to their womanizing ways.
"Brother Yun, shall we leave now?" The old man Night Hawk came out and immediately walked over to ask him.
The man nodded. "It's getting late."
Momo looked up and could see through the dense foliage that the sky was indeed getting darker.
“Okay, I’ll go make the arrangements.” Nighthawk replied and walked ahead.
The man followed behind. Momo noticed that he was expressionless, but he didn't seem too gloomy. She couldn't guess how the business deal was going.
Of course, she didn't dare to ask too many questions; as long as he seemed to be in a good mood, that was enough.
I had no idea where we were going next, so I could only follow him blindly.
Around four o'clock, the group returned to the Flying Fox yacht.
"Wow, you're incredibly wealthy." William's eyes were practically dazzled the moment he saw the yacht.
The man didn't want to see his naive and unsophisticated appearance at all, and walked straight inside, with Momo following closely behind.
Descending a few flights of stairs, the magnificent living room comes into view. To the left is a Western-style dining room that can seat twenty people, with white tablecloths covering the long tables and the fine tableware neatly arranged. To the right are the corresponding Chinese and Thai restaurants.
The overall style is relatively simple, but it exudes understated luxury. Every inch of it screams "money."
Momo seemed to smell the rich aroma of roasted meat coming from the kitchen area at the back.
She even felt a little hungry from the smell.
The man walked through the Chinese restaurant toward the entertainment area above.
The entire floor is dedicated to entertainment facilities; you can find everything you can imagine.
A group of people followed the man into the bar at the end of the hall, where Fu Yungui sat down by himself. Soon, someone pushed a cart and brought over the mixed drinks.
"Thank goodness I'm shameless enough to come along today, otherwise I would have missed this luxurious experience."
William sat down opposite the man, and after speaking, he said with a slight regret, "There aren't enough beautiful women here. I should have brought more."
The man sat there smoking, glanced at the person closely following him, and said in a fairly good mood, "Should I call a whole roomful of people over for you?"
“If possible,” William smiled broadly, “then I would certainly be happy to accept.”
"In that case, they will probably be even more motivated to inquire about information."
The man looked at him and scoffed, "One woman is enough for you. Any more would be a waste." (I'm speechless. He revised this sentence four or five times; I'm just deleting it now.)
Here we go again, it never ends. William frowned and protested.
The man pretended not to see it. "Speaking of which, I'm giving you three days. If you still haven't heard anything by then, I'll just twist off the rest of your penis."
William complained irritably, "Fu, can you please stop staring at my baby? Leave it alone."
"Don't worry, I will definitely give you an answer in three days," William added.
The man snorted and didn't say anything more.
William didn't stand on ceremony and started flirting with the beautiful women. He glanced at the person opposite him; the pretty girl was sitting a distance away from the man, and the two seemed to be acting awkwardly as if they had just met that day. Meanwhile, the man continued to smoke as if nothing had happened.
But why is there such a cheap-looking ring on the finger holding the cigarette?
William stared at him curiously, "Fu, where did you find this ring?"
Upon hearing this foreign devil utter such reckless words, Sawa immediately grinned obsequiously.
Well, I guess there's going to be some good stuff to watch.
Every time this foreigner comes, if he doesn't cause trouble for Brother Yun, it's like he's wasted his trip.
Momo, on the other hand, felt completely different. Hearing William say this, her heart tightened, fearing that his words would be harsh and embarrassing for the man, since the ring on his finger did indeed look a bit cheap.
She followed Sawa's gaze and looked over, timidly waiting for the man's response.
“From your head.”
William was taken aback by his indifferent tone, as if he realized that he might have said something wrong again.
He smiled and immediately tried to cover it up, "That's definitely not it, I don't have anything that precious in my head."
"Should I send you a bullet and crack open your head to take a look?"
"No need, no need to waste bullets." William said with a forced smile.
The man drank with a sullen face, ignoring him.
The woman next to William immediately stood up and walked over, her face full of smiles, trying to warm things up. "Mr. Fu, don't take it personally with him. He's always been like that."
The man looked up at the sound and recognized the woman; William had brought her out many times before.
She was one of his longer-term lovers.
Seeing that he didn't react, the woman took a step forward, then, holding her wine glass, asked with a smile, "I wonder if it would be alright for Mr. Fu to sit next to me?"
Fu Yungui leaned back, glanced at the person sitting obediently next to him, and smiled.
"Ask her if she agrees to let you sit next to me?"
With a seemingly joking remark, the man resolved two issues at once. He not only shifted the decision-making power to Momo, but also subtly tested her attitude towards the matter, and further demonstrated that his relationship with this woman was special.
Momo was just about to check her phone when she heard this and suddenly looked up. She was stunned to see everyone in the room staring at her.
Then he immediately turned to look at Fu Yungui.
How should she answer this question? More precisely, how should she answer it to satisfy this man?
"Um..." She was still a little nervous, afraid of saying the wrong thing.
Especially in front of so many people, if I really say something wrong, will that man just throw me into the lake?
"I feel...it doesn't seem quite right." Her answer was moderate, leaving room for both advancement and retreat.
"Why?" William found her hesitant manner amusing and asked again.
Momo glanced to the side; the man continued calmly drinking his wine, waiting for her to continue along with the others.
She received no response, nor any hints from Sawa and Anu beside her, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and stammer to William, "Fu Yungui, he doesn't like others getting close to him."
She had barely finished speaking when she heard the man laugh.
After being by my side for so long, it finally has some sense of propriety.
She paused, unsure what he was laughing at. But she could tell she hadn't said anything wrong.
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