Chapter 4 Trading: Enjoy a wonderful evening.
"Brother Hui, is your sister coming?" A hand roamed over her greasy waist and abdomen. "If she's not coming, how about we play another round?"
Jiang Huiyi, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, impatiently pulled the hand away, buttoned his shirt as he walked to the middle of the sofa and sat down, glancing sideways at the other person: "If she doesn't come to pay, are you really going to let me drive on again?"
Smoke rings swirled in the room, the stench of alcohol and cigarette smoke mingling together, creating a nauseating atmosphere.
"Using this kid to pay off the debt isn't bad." The hand wrapped around him again, its fingertip pointing at the somewhat delirious person in the corner.
"What? You've got your eye on her too?" Jiang Huiyi sneered, reaching out to pinch the man's face, looking him up and down, before shoving him back abruptly. "A toad trying to eat swan meat, you think you're worthy of competing with the Jiang family for someone?"
Several onlookers immediately joined in the laughter, echoing, "That's right, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror!"
Although Jiang Huiyi hasn't had the chance to gain any real benefits from the company over the years, he has still benefited somewhat by using the Jiang family's name outside.
The few people who followed him didn't have much money at home, and the reason they were able to get together was entirely because Jiang Huiyi was generous.
They ate and drank with him without ever spending a penny.
Jiang Huiyi himself didn't have much money, but he was always generous to these fair-weather friends.
A blond-haired guy asked curiously, "Brother Hui, what's our sister's name again?"
Jiang Huiyi smirked, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Xiliu. That's my sister. What the hell does she have to do with you?"
Cherish the flow.
Jiang Xiliu.
Upon hearing this name, Jin Zhao's body twitched slightly.
Under the influence of the medication, his limbs felt weak and he could barely muster any strength.
While Jiang Huiyi was bragging to that group of people, Jiang Xiliu also walked to the door of the private room.
Just as the shop assistant was about to knock on the door, the girl surrounded by people ordered, "Ah Biao, kick the door down."
The next second, the shop assistant who was blocking the door was suddenly lifted off the ground and pulled aside.
The bearded man in the suit standing at the front, seemingly with a light kick, actually kicked open the heavy door of the private room.
The shop assistant didn't dare to provoke these people. Seeing that he was no longer of any use, he quickly slipped downstairs along the wall.
The laughter and conversation inside the room stopped abruptly, and everyone turned to look at the doorway.
Huh? Why isn't it the younger sister Jiang Huiyi mentioned? Instead, it's a burly man with a beard?
Liao Zhu reacted the fastest, turning off the fancy ambient lights first, and the bright, glaring incandescent light instantly filled the entire room.
"Damn, who are you?"
"Where is this lunatic from?"
...
Amidst the chaotic questioning, the two bodyguards slightly stepped aside to make way.
Jiang Huiyi's beloved younger sister stood there. She looked down at the people on the sofa, her gaze finally settling on the figure bound hand and foot in the corner.
Tsk, the real Little Prince would never make himself look so pathetic.
"Jiang Huiyi." A clear and pleasant female voice rang out, "You're doing pretty badly."
Jiang Huiyi was immediately annoyed, and the fat on his face twitched slightly. But when he thought that he still needed her help to pay off his debts, he forced a flattering smile: "How can I be as lucky as you, little sister? I'm just making do to make a living."
"I'm an only child, don't try to establish a connection." Jiang Xiliu wasn't here to exchange pleasantries. "Just say what you need to say."
Jiang Huiyi's face darkened further, his slanted eyes and stiff smile making him look like a clown.
But he had to coax her gently, so he could only lower his head and say, "I recently heard that you've taken a liking to—"
"Wait a minute." Jiang Xiliu interrupted him again, her tone filled with disgust. "This room is too dirty, there's trash everywhere, I don't like it."
Liao Zhu immediately understood and turned to Jiang Huiyi: "Mr. Jiang Huiyi, how about we move to the next room to talk?"
Jiang Huiyi was the one asking for favors, so he naturally wouldn't refuse such a small matter and hurriedly replied, "Okay, okay."
The "trash" that Jiang Xiliu was referring to naturally included the people in the room.
Jiang Huiyi didn't want others to see him begging and groveling, so he had no objection to it.
But when it came to releasing Jin Zhao first, Jiang Huiyi remained adamant: "Let's talk about it after we finish our business. Let this kid calm down here first."
Jiang Xiliu glanced at the people in the corner.
The rope binding Jin Zhao's body looked like the hemp rope used for tying goods; it was thick and stiff with rough edges, and could easily chafe the skin with the slightest friction.
He had clearly struggled several times, and several horrifying marks were visible where he was bound.
Perhaps because he was unbearably hot, he curled up in the corner, his back pressed tightly against the cold wall.
His forehead was covered in sweat, and the bloodstains on his lips were glaringly red.
Compared to how he had teased her and then turned away that night, he actually seemed more docile now.
“He can stay, but first untie him.” Jiang Xiliu didn’t have any particular hobbies. Although she did want to see Jin Zhao suffer, this “privilege” could only be enjoyed by her.
As for Jiang Huiyi, what is he? He doesn't even deserve to look at Jin Zhao's face.
"Er Lu, untie him, and keep a close eye on him." Jiang Huiyi said the last three words with particular emphasis.
The blond-haired man, known as Erlu, did as he was told.
Jiang Xiliu didn't react much and turned to walk to the next room.
She left two bodyguards at the door, while the other two bodyguards and Assistant Liao followed her into the next room.
Jiang Huiyi followed him in.
With the person in his grasp, his initial confidence, which was only one or two points, has now increased to five or six points.
"It seems Xiliu is really quite satisfied with that kid." Jiang Huiyi sat down opposite her, smiling smugly. "It must have been four or five years since we last met, right? Thanks to this kid, I'm able to chat with you face to face with Xiliu now."
Jiang Xiliu really didn't understand him.
The affection between them was so weak it was almost invisible; did they really have to drag things out and wear down her patience?
She cracked her knuckles, remaining silent.
Jiang Huiyi chuckled dryly, finally noticing her indifference and impatience: "I recently met some friends and we started a small business together, but we haven't been very lucky and have lost some money."
Jiang Xiliu, who was chatting with the little ball of light in her mind, finally raised her chin to look at the man opposite her.
"Hmm." The drawn-out tone carried a hint of nonchalance.
Jiang Huiyi's face stiffened, but he still forced himself to continue, "I have elderly parents to support and young children to raise, and several mouths to feed. But the debt is just too much, and I really can't afford it."
"You want me to raise your wife and kids?" Jiang Xiliu's lips curled up slightly, as if she had heard something amusing. "Jiang Huiyi, do you think I'm a pushover?"
Jiang Huiyi quickly replied, "We are exchanging goods, it's a fair trade."
"Jin Zhao is yours?" Jiang Xiliu was amused by his shamelessness. "I didn't call the police to report you for kidnapping, which is already because you have the surname Jiang."
No, actually it's because of that project that can bring huge profits.
Seeing that she wouldn't listen to reason, Jiang Huiyi was about to say something harsh.
He straightened his back, ready to show off his power, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of two burly men behind Jiang Xiliu.
Damn, Jiang Xiliu, that little madman, actually dared to hit him.
Jiang Huiyi immediately backed down and could only force a smile and agree, "Yes, yes, Jin Zhao is Xi Liu's man. I was being tactless."
Jiang Xiliu lowered her eyes, her attention focused entirely on her hands.
The knuckles that were pulled earlier have already warmed up.
"I can help you pay back the money."
"However, one Jin Zhao is not enough."
She reached out her hand.
I took the half of the golf club that I had carefully selected downstairs.
"Jiang Huiyi, ten thousand for every blow."
"And then there's Jin Zhao."
Should we change it?
Jiang Huiyi felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the two burly bodyguards approach step by step: "Xiliu, even if you want to avenge your little lover, you don't have to resort to violence against your own family, do you?"
Jiang Xiliu stopped casually, her tone relaxed: "It's fine if you don't want to change it, either way is OK."
"But that gambling debt of yours—oh, I mean the debt you owe—if you can't pay it back in a couple of days, you might have to lose your arms and legs, right?"
Is there anything Jiang Huiyi doesn't understand?
She had thoroughly investigated him before she arrived, but pretended to know nothing, watching him put on an act.
His eyes, with their prominent whites, drooped down, making him look somewhat eerie.
Jiang Xiliu only thought Jiang Huiyi was ugly.
How could this person look like this when we've already shed similar amounts of blood?
"One beating costs 100,000, and you can do it yourself." Jiang Huiyi said arrogantly. "Since you know how much you owe, I won't pretend anymore. The price has to be as I say."
Jiang Huiyi owes more than three million yuan. If he were to be hit with more than three hundred blows, he would probably be crippled even if he didn't die.
He could still withstand more than thirty blows—after all, this younger sister looked frail and weak; how much strength could she possibly have?
“Okay.” Jiang Xiliu smiled gently, and suddenly swung the first stick as he approached.
The golf club, which had been deliberately broken, snapped off another piece.
Jiang Huiyi instantly clutched his bulging belly and slumped onto the sofa: "Fuck you... ugh!"
The remaining foul language was all gagged by the bodyguard's hand.
Jiang Xiliu threw away the shortened golf club and casually ordered, "Put his jaw off so he won't bother me."
"Yes, Miss."
There are two intact cues next to the pool table in the private room, which should be enough.
Jiang Huiyi was in great pain, and whenever he struggled even slightly, the bodyguard slapped him.
After his jaw was dislocated, all his anger and pain turned into saliva, which dripped out as he made "ah ah" sounds, making him look extremely disgusting.
Jiang Xiliu wanted to have a proper dinner that night and completely disregarded her promise to Jiang Huiyi, handing the remaining dozen or so sticks to Assistant Liao.
Liao, who looked very scholarly, sighed: "We have to start all over again?"
He took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and struck Jiang Huiyi with a stick, making Jiang's fat jiggle.
[System 0777 suddenly spoke up: Young Miss, why are you like this, Young Miss...]
Jiang Xiliu raised an eyebrow: "Isn't this me saving the little prince? What else are you dissatisfied with?"
[System 0777: But you're too fierce... In the original storyline, you weren't this fierce...]
Jiang Xiliu laughed: "In the original story, was your beloved male lead also this useless?"
[System 0777: He's fighting over a dozen people alone, how could he possibly escape! Besides, Jiang Huiyi's men are even more seriously injured, you just didn't see it.]
Liao Zhu finally stopped: "It's over, Miss."
Jiang Xiliu took a picture of Jiang Huiyi, then put away her phone with satisfaction: "Not bad, you continue the transaction with him, I'll take Jin Zhao and leave first."
Liao Zhu stayed behind to clean up the mess, while Jin Zhao from next door had already been moved to the car by A Biao.
The commotion upstairs had already attracted attention; the boss was standing guard at the door, staring at a bodyguard.
Seeing someone come out, he immediately peeked inside, but unfortunately saw nothing.
Jiang Xiliu exclaimed "Ah!" and instructed, "When you leave, remember to settle the bill for this private room."
"Yes, Miss." Jiang Xiliu left two bodyguards for Assistant Liao.
When Jiang Xiliu went downstairs, no one dared to stop her.
The little ball of light in her mind was still diligently pushing forward the process.
[System 0777: Now it's time to enjoy a wonderful night, Miss. Are you ready?]
Jiang Xiliu paused, then asked seriously, "Is the 'beautiful night' mine, or his?"
[System 0777: It's yours.]
A note from the author:
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System 0777: Great Harmony, understand?
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