Chapter 823 Chen Bao extra (21)
After seeing her change into her clothes, the makeup artist's eyes lit up with amazement: "You are truly a natural beauty. With this outfit and the makeup I did for you, wow, any man who sees you would be willing to die for you."
Zhou Mian: "...Do I really have to go out dressed like this?"
Instead of making her feel good, the makeup artist's words made her even more resistant.
The makeup artist gave her a look that said, "Don't be ungrateful. I've seen plenty of girls like you. They all act all high and mighty at first, but after a while, you'll realize how good it is to be noticed by men. I advise you not to think about anything else. These clothes are standard company attire. If you're smart, you'll adapt to them as soon as possible, or you'll regret it later."
After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands and said to the people outside, "Alright, take them out!"
The two men guarding the door immediately pushed it open.
At the same time, Zhou Mian casually picked up his coat from the stool and wrapped it around himself.
“Hey, you…”
Before the makeup artist could finish speaking, Zhou Mian interjected, "This outfit is for the client, not for anyone else to see, right?"
With that one sentence, the makeup artist was truly stumped. After a long pause, she chuckled lightly, "Fine, let's just keep it a secret. With a figure and looks as good as yours, you don't need to give everyone a free pass."
Zhou Mian didn't respond to the conversation and followed the two men, who led her up another level.
Room 701, 7th floor.
As soon as the two men walked over, two burly men appeared at the door: "Give us the man, you can go back."
The guards following Zhou Mian hurriedly nodded and bowed, saying, "Alright, I hope Mr. Zhao has a good time tonight."
Before leaving, he "kindly" instructed Zhou Mian: "Serve General Manager Zhao well, and your rise to prominence will be just around the corner."
Zhou Mian inwardly spat, but smiled and said, "Of course."
After the two left, Zhou Mian was then watched by two burly men from Boss Zhao's side, one of whom knocked on the door.
"Enter."
A weak voice came from inside.
The big man then opened the door.
The moment the door opened, a decadent smell wafted out, and at the same time, through the swirling smoke, she saw a man sitting on a large sofa, smoking a pipe.
He was a middle-aged man around fifty years old, with a belly big enough to fit three of hers, and hair so thin it barely reached her bangs.
His eyes were dark and swollen, clearly the result of years of excessive indulgence. He was wearing a navy blue silk nightgown, which only accentuated the flaws in his physique.
"Boss, the girls have been delivered." The burly man was extremely respectful to the middle-aged man.
The man grunted in response, then turned to the cabinet next to him and tapped his cigarette ash on it. As he did so, the fat on his face and the gold chain around his neck swayed violently, making Zhou Mian feel nauseous.
After knocking off his cigarette ash, the man waved the bags under his eyes.
The two burly men bowed and withdrew, leaving Zhou Mian alone in the room.
The man's gaze swept over her, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, quite attractive. Take off your clothes and let me see."
Zhou Mian felt even more nauseous, and goosebumps rose all over her body, but she forced a smile: "Boss Zhao, they just arrived, there's no need to be in such a hurry, is there?"
She had intended to use some roundabout tactics against the other party, but to her surprise, the other party was not willing to cooperate.
"Not in a hurry? If I weren't in a hurry, why would I have called you here?" A vulgar smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Zhao's mouth: "Trying to play hard to get with me? Usually it's fine, but unfortunately I'm not in the mood for that today."
As he spoke, he stood up and grabbed at Zhou Mian.
Zhou Mian was startled and immediately dodged backward without thinking.
Seeing that she was avoiding him, Mr. Zhao's expression turned cold: "What, did the people here not teach you any manners?"
Knowing that the roundabout tactics wouldn't work, Zhou Mian had no choice but to resort to her second trick—playing the victim.
"Mr. Zhao, this is her first day here, she doesn't know anything yet. You're kind enough to teach her."
This move was indeed more effective than the previous one.
She already had a pure and innocent look, and with that pursed lip, she looked quite pitiful.
Mr. Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and his smile became even more unrestrained: "Want me to teach you? Sure, but like I said, take off your clothes first."
Zhou Mian estimated the time; with this delay, at least half an hour had passed since she left the dormitory.
She just needs to stall them for another half hour until the police arrive...
Besides, she wasn't completely naked.
She comforted herself with this thought, gritted her teeth, and took off her coat.
She thought that if this man wanted to do something to her, she might as well go all the way and knock him down first.
As soon as he took off his clothes, Boss Zhao's eyes suddenly turned red, like a wolf seeing a rabbit: "Ha, you people here really know how to have fun. I was right to come here today."
As he spoke, he reached out to grab her, but unexpectedly, she dodged again.
This dodge emboldened him, and he looked at her with a sinister glint in his eyes: "Little beauty, once or twice is fine, but not three or four times. My patience has its limits."
Zhou Mian quickly put on a frightened expression: "Boss Zhao, I'm just a little scared, it wasn't intentional."
Mr. Zhao stroked his chin: "Since you're so afraid... that's simple."
He pointed to the large bed inside and said, "Lie down there yourself."
Zhou Mian paused, looking bewildered: "I lie down, and then what?"
"Then..." Mr. Zhao chuckled lewdly, "Then you can just lie there and enjoy yourself. Don't worry, I've always been a gentleman."
Zhou Mian's nausea worsened.
She felt that if it weren't for her excellent acting skills, she would have vomited three or four times by now.
But now is not the time to anger them.
Knocking him out was ultimately a poor choice, since those two burly men outside were not to be trifled with.
She let out a long breath, maintaining an almost stiff fake smile, and walked step by step toward the large bed in the inner room.
Before they even got to bed, Mr. Zhao pounced on her.
Zhou Mian had been wary of him ever since she walked in. When she felt the evil wind coming from behind her, she hid behind her without thinking.
Even a less-than-ideal strategy is better than no strategy at all, so without saying a word, she swung her fist at President Zhao.
Although her martial arts skills were no match for Murong Chen, they were more than enough to deal with the old man in his fifties in front of her.
However, an unexpected event occurred at this time.
Her punches, which should have been powerful, lost their strength halfway through their trajectory, becoming weak and limp. When they landed on the other person's face, they couldn't even tickle him, let alone beat him into a pulp!
Zhou Mian's eyes widened in horror, and the next moment, her fist was gripped by President Zhao.
His smile held a hint of ruthlessness: "Little girl, you're still too green to try and trick me."
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