"Yes!" Wang Qian nodded.
Fearing that Wu Yanping might misunderstand, he quickly explained, "But don't worry, I'm not asking you to make any kind of sacrifice, I just..."
"You don't need to explain!"
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Yanping waved her hand to interrupt him, saying, "I never refuse any of your requests, and this time is no exception. Whatever you need to do, I will do my best to help."
This time, Wang Qian was speechless.
No matter how you look at it, those words sound like they're tinged with resentment.
"Tell me your plans!"
Wu Yanping asked sternly, "What is your purpose in wanting to see Jiang Zhenghua?"
"It's like this..."
Without giving it much thought, Wang Qian quickly outlined his plan.
After hearing this, Wu Yanping and Zhong Yiyi were also shocked.
Are you sure this will work?
Wu Yanping said with surprise and doubt: "There are so many steps involved, and multiple people need to cooperate. If one step goes wrong, or if you misjudge Jiang Zhenghua and his two husbands, all your efforts will be in vain."
"I know!"
Wang Qian nodded. "That's why we need your and Sister Rou's help."
“Alright, let’s not delay. Yiyi, go and tell Jiang Zhenghua that I will be meeting with him.”
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
Zhong Yiyi nodded and went out immediately.
...
In another equally high-end hotel.
Inside a luxury suite.
Jiang Zhenghua lay on the massage bed, fully enjoying the feeling of pain and pleasure.
"To the right, a little more to the right, yes, a little lighter, do you even know how to press it? If you don't, let's find someone else."
Although Yang Zihuan felt aggrieved, she dared not lash out.
In an effort to please Jiang Zhenghua, she diligently followed his instructions and asked in a gentle voice, "Mr. Jiang, are you feeling better now?"
"Alright, unprofessional is unprofessional. Even if you were given a chance, you still wouldn't be able to press it properly."
Jiang Zhenghua seemed to have had enough. He got up from the massage bed, his face full of disgust.
"President Jiang, they've already done their best!"
Yang Zihuan feigned grievance and said, "If President Jiang needs it, I can take some time to learn it, and I guarantee I can give you a comfortable massage in the future."
As she spoke, she grabbed Jiang Zhenghua's arm and, like a soft snake, coquettishly pleaded, "Mr. Jiang, what do you say, please..."
The final sound of the word "ma" is drawn out for a long time, as if it can melt into one's bones.
Jiang Zhenghua's expression finally softened a bit. "Seeing how sincere you are, I can overlook the mistake you made last time when you messed things up for me."
"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Jiang!"
Yang Zihuan was overjoyed.
Then, she gritted her teeth and said, "But it's not Chunlan's or my fault. It's all that nouveau riche in our village's fault. If it weren't for him, we would have brought Yang Ju here to serve you, President Jiang!"
"Hmph, just a nouveau riche from the countryside, he's a joke in front of me."
Jiang Zhenghua said with a look of disdain, "If this kind of smug little man were in Linjiang City, I could bankrupt him in no time and bring him back to his original state."
Yang Zihuan's eyes darted around, and she said earnestly, "If Wang Qian ever comes to Linjiang City, you must help us get revenge!"
"Don't worry, this kid dared to ruin my plans. I won't let him get away with it if I get the chance."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Jiang Zhenghua asked impatiently.
"Mr. Jiang, Ms. Wu Yanping has sent word that she is willing to meet with you at the Yi Wang Xi Hotel." A respectful voice came from outside.
"Oh? Miss Wu is willing to see me?"
Jiang Zhenghua was overjoyed. "Okay, I'll go to the Yiwangxi Hotel to see him right away... Wait, let me tidy up and change my clothes first."
"Mr. Jiang, are you going to see Miss Wu?"
Yang Zihuan excitedly leaned closer, "Chunlan and I are big fans of Miss Wu, could you take us sisters to see her too?"
"Just you guys?"
Jiang Zhenghua curled his lip and said disdainfully, "Miss Wu is a celebrity; not just anyone can meet her."
Yang Zihuan frowned slightly, her face filled with grievance.
"Get lost, stop playing the victim in front of me!"
Jiang Zhenghua waved his hand as if shooing away an annoying fly. "I need to tidy myself up properly and try to leave a good impression on Miss Wu. Don't bother me here. Go somewhere cool and stay somewhere else."
Seeing that Yang Zihuan was still standing there without moving, Jiang Zhenghua angrily shouted, "Are you deaf? Do you want the security guards to kick you out?"
Yang Zihuan's expression changed, and she nodded repeatedly, saying, "Okay, I'll leave right away, I'll leave right away."
As she spoke, she retreated toward the door, her face filled with endless resentment.
Of course, she didn't hate Wu Yanping.
After all, a female celebrity like Wu Yanping is high and mighty, and it's not something an ordinary woman like her can just meet whenever she wants.
What she truly hated was that old geezer, Jiang Zhenghua.
She had sacrificed herself to serve him, yet he still treated her as a tool for venting his frustrations, summoning her whenever he needed her and telling her to get lost when he didn't.
No matter how well she performed, in Jiang Zhenghua's eyes she was just a dispensable tool to be used, and she received absolutely no respect.
Is she really that cheap?
What kind of look is that?
Jiang Zhenghua frowned slightly when he caught a glimpse of the resentment on Yang Zihuan's face.
"Huh? No, no!"
Yang Zihuan was startled and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "President Jiang, don't overthink it. I didn't mean anything by it. I'll leave right now!"
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