Chapter 57 This is the real Cheng Jia!
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In front of the three nine-compartment private rooms.
Cheng Jia took the walkie-talkie off and placed it in the cabinet wall by the door of the private room.
Singing could be heard coming from inside. The boy's voice was bright and pleasant as he sang a popular sweet song, full of romance and sweetness. It was clearly a song that Li Han was singing for President Shi.
Cheng Jia originally wanted to wait until the song ended.
But the bodyguards standing next to him kept watching him.
Two of them were the same two people who helped him upstairs to the guest room on the night they reunited.
Annoyed by the stares, Cheng Jia pushed open the door and went in without waiting. There was only one other male couple in the private room.
The singing did not stop because of his appearance.
The person sitting on the sofa listening to music turned to look at him, and he exuded an air of complete control and strategy.
It was as if they had anticipated that Cheng Jia would come and beg for mercy.
Cheng Jia walked to the sofa, but the music was too loud, so he had to bend down and whisper in Shi Zong's ear: "...I want to talk to you."
Li Han turned around while singing: "Brother Shi, is it good?"
"It sounds nice." Shi Qingci smiled and looked back at the person singing, clapping twice as a gesture of respect.
He didn't have time to listen to Cheng Jia and waved casually at her.
He gestured for Cheng Jia to leave.
"......"
The lights in the private room were dim.
Cheng Jia straightened up and made a risky move.
He walked to the side, turned off the music, and turned on all the lights in the private room.
"Snap." Silence fell.
Li Han, sitting on a high stool holding the microphone, froze, a questioning voice coming from the microphone.
"Manager Cheng, I'm singing, is there something you need?"
“Excuse me, I have a little thing to discuss with Mr. Shi,” Cheng Jia looked at the boy and repeated, forcing herself to speak, “Mr. Shi, can we talk?”
He cannot be expelled.
It would be a catastrophe.
"Who do you think you are? Why should I give you this face?" Shi Qingci crossed her left leg over her right, looking very relaxed. "You must know how many people are lining up outside wanting to talk to me, right? Do you think I'd agree to chat with them all? I have no obligation to listen to your nonsense."
He didn't even glance at Cheng Jia, but waved directly at Li Han.
He gestured for Li Han to come and sit next to him.
“...I know you’re busy,” Cheng Jia’s back teeth chattered, her nails digging into her palms, her voice slow but clear, “I’ve been with Jinhe for over two years. I’m conscientious and responsible at work, and I shouldn’t be fired so easily. Please talk to President Zhou and rescind…”
Shi Qingci said impatiently, "Don't make me say it a second time, get out."
What is it about this lousy job that I'm so reluctant to give up?
He likes drinking and being touched.
It's completely incomprehensible.
"......"
“I need to make money, Mr. Shi, I can’t live without this job.” Cheng Jia stood there, unable to move, and could feel Li Han sizing him up.
In fact, Cheng Jia is a person who cares a lot about his image.
If they weren't forced into this situation, they wouldn't be so shameless.
Shi Qingci scoffed, "Manager Cheng, you're short of money? No way! You weren't like this when you rejected me at the villa. You were so principled back then, never thinking you'd lose your job. Now you're crying poor, what are you trying to prove?"
What kind of job can't make money?
Given Cheng Jia's habit of eating instant noodles every day, how much money could she possibly spend?
Besides...
If Cheng Jia really needs money, she'll ask him for it.
No, it's still not enough money.
They bullied Cheng Jia.
“At that time…” Cheng Jia turned to look at Li Han.
The other party seemed to realize that he was shamelessly begging for help.
Li Han sat beside Shi Qingci, enjoying a watermelon with relish.
"...I never imagined you would be so despicable." After saying this, Cheng Jia seemed to lose all her strength.
This means he's completely unemployed!
Yes, Cheng Jia's bones still can't bend.
If he were to kneel down and kowtow to Shi Qingci right now...
Maybe he could keep his job? But he didn't want to do that.
It all started five years ago when he owed Shi Qingci a debt.
I lost this job today.
He's paid off his debts.
that's all.
"......"
Li Han: "!"
This junior manager dares to insult Mr. Shi—how despicable!
Shi Qingci's face stiffened: "Dare you say that again?"
“I’m saying you’re despicable,” Cheng Jia said expressionlessly, but her heart felt like it had been ripped open. Her gaze fell on the two people sitting there, and she felt disgusted. “...If I don’t look like the person you remember me five years from now, then you’re no better to me.”
"They're all rotten to the same degree."
She had just forcibly kissed him and then found someone new.
He is no longer the innocent rich young master.
Cheng Jia was disgusted.
Shi Qingci gritted her teeth: "..."
"If I don't accept your support, you'll ruin my job. You're a big shot, very powerful." Cheng Jia smiled, her eyes red.
Before Shi Qingci could retort, he immediately took a step back.
"Don't rush me. I'll leave once you've explained things clearly."
“I did lie to you before, but I’ve been meek and submissive for the past two months, which has allowed you to vent your anger. You know how many hurtful things you’ve said to me. I’ve been putting up with you to reduce my own guilt.”
After these innermost thoughts were spoken aloud.
Cheng Jia felt much more relaxed and turned to look at the private room that belonged to Jin He: "Today I'm giving you this job that could have saved me from this predicament, and we're even."
From this day forward, he will no longer feel guilty towards Shi Qingci.
If you see it on the street, just treat it like you've seen a dog.
If you dare to bother him again, he will call the police.
"Who have you settled accounts with? Have you ever paid off any debts?" Shi Qingci clenched her fists in anger, forcing herself to remain seated and maintain her composure. "It's just a job, why are you saying such things... How much money do you want?"
He can give it to me.
Cheng Jia should not work here.
"......"
Playing the lute to a cow.
Unable to communicate normally.
Cheng Jia replied: "I want you to treat me like a stranger from now on, and never have any contact with me again. We don't know each other."
He had never stood so straight in front of Shi Qingci.
This job was indeed not good. I am grateful to Mr. Shi for helping him make the decision to give it up. He will never have to stay up all night drinking with clients again.
No more having to humble myself to sell alcohol.
He drank it, vomited, and then drank it again.
This means that he was able to live a few days of normal life comfortably before he died.
That's great, you've said everything.
Cheng Jia resolutely turned and walked outside.
He was finally free.
"Cheng Jia!" Shi Qingci couldn't sit still any longer and immediately stood up, chasing after him out the door. "Where are you going?"
This scene is not what Shi Qingci had imagined!
Shouldn't Cheng Jia ask him a few more times?
He even planned to ask Cheng Jia to kiss him before he would consider retracting his dismissal.
Cheng Jia didn't give him a chance at all.
The corridor outside the three nines was still resplendent in gold.
Cheng Jia didn't turn her head, lazily raised her hand, and unbuttoned two buttons on her white shirt.
Shouting in the corridor:
"Where I go is none of your business! Go eat wontons with your little boyfriend, go sing karaoke. Nobody told you that your plastic watch is stupid, right? Let me tell you, it's incredibly stupid!"
The colorful dazzling lights looked like something out of an old-fashioned, alternative style.
An aesthetic that's like that of a lunatic.
Wear that lousy thing.
Cheng Jia smiled.
"?" The bodyguards beside him were so shocked that they swayed and looked at each other in disbelief.
Is this marketing manager insane?
He dares to speak to President Shi like that!
Zhou Minghe, who was strolling up from the first floor, happened to bump into and hear Cheng Jia's shout.
Zhou Minghe's eyes widened: "Cheng Jia, who are you insulting?"
“I cursed that bastard who bullied me. I’ve put up with him for so long, boss,” Cheng Jia said, his eyes red-rimmed. He patted Zhou Minghe on the shoulder. “Goodbye, boss.”
Shi Qingci shouted from behind, "Stop him!"
The damn conman has finally dropped his pretense.
Very good, Shi Qingci was extremely excited.
This is the real Cheng Jia.
The bodyguards snapped out of their daze and chased after Cheng Jia.
"Mr. Shi told you to stop right there!"
"What a fucking bastard Shi Zong is!" Cheng Jia started running, tearing off his employee badge and throwing it behind him.
Anyway, I'm going to get beaten up tonight, so I'll just get my fill of yelling and cursing first.
"Shi Qingci, you are despicable, you are shameless!"
"I refused to be your sugar daddy, so you ruined my job..."
"You bastard, worthless capitalist!"
"May you go bankrupt, end up on the streets, and be fucked eight times a day by a male beggar. Fuck your grandpa, I'll fuck your grandpa!"
Cheng Jia was like an old farmer who had been completely liberated.
When a person dies, they simply lie face up.
Just do it.
"......"
Cheng Jia's foul curses echoed throughout the second-floor corridor.
Many of the private room doors were open.
"Which crazy person is drunk and swearing?"
"It seems to be Cheng Jia."
"I haven't heard him swear in a long time, and his swearing is really vulgar."
"hey-hey....."
"......"
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