Chapter 692 Lin Yuan and Song Shiyue have a showdown and break up
Yao Song knew that the club was opened by Song Shiyue. Now that Lin Yuan suddenly said he wanted to resign, something must have happened between the two of them.
He thought about how Song Shiyue suddenly ran back to the dormitory to find Lin Yuan last night. Could it be that he was so anxious because he knew that Lin Yuan was going to resign?
Yao Song couldn't help but ask, "Lin Yuan, are you and Song Shiyue having a conflict?"
“No…no.”
"You were doing well at the club, why did you suddenly resign?"
"I... am just... so tired!"
Lin Yuan's eyes flickered.
He lowered his head and took out his down jacket, ready to put on his clothes and leave.
But the down jacket was torn by Song Shiyue and was obviously unwearable.
Lin Yuan found a relatively thick piece of clothing to put on.
Yao Song saw that he was wearing thin clothes and said, "It's quite cold outside today. You can't wear this kind of coat."
Finding that Lin Yuan's down jacket was torn, Yao Song took out his own clothes and said, "Take mine first."
"No, I'm going to the mall to buy one now."
Lin Yuan picked up his phone and walked out of the dormitory with his head down.
Normally he was a quiet man but never this down, and today something was clearly off.
Yao Song felt that it was probably related to Song Shiyue.
He hesitated for a moment, but still called Song Shiyue.
After waiting for a while, the call was finally connected.
"What's up?"
Song Shiyue's voice sounded particularly low, as if he was in a bad mood.
Yao Song knew that this young master was not to be trifled with, so he seldom interacted with him.
If he wasn't worried about Lin Yuan, he would never have taken the initiative to call Song Shiyue.
He moved his lips and said, "I think Lin Yuan is not quite right today. Are you having a conflict?"
"He asked you to call?"
Song Shiyue on the other side of the phone raised his lips in satisfaction.
He knew that Lin Yuan couldn't let him go, so he deliberately asked Yao Song to call to test his attitude.
Before Yao Song could say anything, he spoke again, this time seeming a little impatient: "Let him contact me first, and I'll just pretend what happened yesterday never happened."
Yao Song understood immediately after hearing this.
It must be that Lin Yuan offended Song Shiyue, which is why he resigned.
"Lin Yuan has a somewhat dull personality, but he's a nice guy. Don't bother with him. I'll pass on your message."
"Tell him that my patience is limited and I won't wait for him forever."
Song Shiyue hung up the phone.
He stood up from the sofa and walked quickly into the bathroom.
Take a shower, change clothes... and clean yourself up.
He waited at home, waiting for Lin Yuan to come and make peace.
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The coat Lin Yuan was wearing could not withstand the cold winter wind in Kyoto. When the wind blew, he felt cold to the bone.
He hurried to the bus stop and got on a bus that passed by the mall.
In the mall, Lin Yuan picked out a thick down jacket that he usually couldn't afford to buy.
When he put it on, he felt that the whole world was warm.
Walking out of the mall, he suddenly felt that the wind outside was not cold anymore and his mood became better.
It turns out that spending money is also a way to vent.
Lin Yuan came to the club and found Manager Zhao.
He got straight to the point and said, "Manager Zhao, I want to resign."
"......!!!" Manager Zhao thought he was hallucinating: "What did you just say?"
"I want to resign!" Lin Yuan raised his voice, speaking slowly and clearly, "Can I complete the resignation procedures today?"
Manager Zhao saw that he didn't seem to be joking and immediately became embarrassed: "Lin Yuan, you didn't come to the club through normal recruitment. You were introduced by Young Master Song. To put it bluntly, you are on Young Master Song's side and are not under my management. If you want to resign, tell Young Master Song first."
"I...I told him, he won't object."
Lin Yuan didn't want to have any contact with Song Shiyue anymore. He was afraid to see Song Shiyue, and even more afraid to hear those sarcastic words again.
"Mr. Song didn't tell me about this..." Manager Zhao saw that Lin Yuan didn't seem to be lying.
He was thinking about how to hand over the work: "First, explain the work on hand to Xiao Liu in the kitchen, and then I will calculate your salary."
"Thank you, Manager Zhao. I'm sorry to bother you."
After expressing his gratitude, Lin Yuan went to the kitchen to hand over his work.
Manager Zhao found a quiet private room, sat down and called Song Shiyue.
"Mr. Song, I have something to report to you."
Song Shiyue was fixing his hair in front of the mirror. He had just used a hair mask and was adjusting his hairstyle.
"What's up?"
He put his phone on speakerphone and placed it beside him.
"Lin Yuan came to me and said he wanted to resign."
Manager Zhao's voice came through the loudspeaker clearly.
Song Shiyue was stunned.
He looked into the eyes in the mirror and saw disbelief clearly.
He doesn't believe it!
Why did Lin Yuan suddenly want to resign?
"You...what did you just say?"
"Lin Yuan said he wanted to resign and said you knew about it."
"I don't know shit!"
Song Shiyue was furious: "He said he would resign, so he resigned. Where are the others?"
He threw away the hair mask in his hand and hurried out of the bedroom.
"Lin Yuan is still in the club, handing over his work."
Manager Zhao's words calmed Song Shiyue down a bit. He frowned and said, "No matter what method you use, keep him in the club. I'll be there now... If I don't see him, get out of here too."
Manager Zhao repeatedly assured: "Mr. Song, don't worry! I will definitely be able to keep him."
Now Lin Yuan is his iron rice bowl, and he can only keep his job with Lin Yuan around.
Song Shiyue hung up the phone fiercely and drove straight to the club...
After Lin Yuan handed over the work at hand,
I found Manager Zhao to settle my salary.
He still owed Song Shiyue money, and after he paid it off with his salary, he would no longer owe Song Shiyue anything.
"Manager Zhao, this is me..."
"Lin Yuan, I'm looking for you!"
Manager Zhao grabbed Lin Yuan's arm and said, "I'm so busy today, I really can't spare the time to settle your salary. How about this! If you work here for one more day, it's almost the end of the month, so today will make up for the remaining days and I'll give you a full month's attendance."
"No need. Just calculate your salary based on the actual number of days worked. If you're busy today, I'll come back tomorrow."
"Several big clients are coming today, and the kitchen is super busy. Xiao Liu just took over your job, and I'm worried he can't handle it. Go help him first, just for this day."
Manager Zhao looked very embarrassed, and Lin Yuan was reluctant to refuse.
Manager Zhao has taken good care of him during this period, and it seems too heartless for him to just pat him on the back now.
Lin Yuan changed his clothes and went to the kitchen.
Manager Zhao took out clothes from his cabinet and put them all into Song Shiyue's private room.
Not long after, Song Shiyue hurried over with a depressed mood.
Manager Zhao followed in fear, fearing that he would anger the prince.
"Mr. Song, Lin Yuan is in the kitchen now."
Manager Zhao pushed open the door of the private room and pointed to the clothes on the sofa: "His clothes are here. I'll have him come to you later."
“Well done.”
Song Shiyue's expression did not ease, but his tone was not as angry as on the phone.
Manager Zhao breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll go find him."
"Wait a minute..." Song Shiyue moved his fingers, and Manager Zhao understood and leaned over.
When he heard Song Shiyue's words, surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't show it.
"Mr. Song, I'll arrange it right away."
After walking out of the private room, Manager Zhao felt very strange.
Why do the things Song Shiyue did seem like he was deliberately trying to provoke Lin Yuan?
It's a bit... a bit like a quarrel between young lovers.
Manager Zhao felt that he was overthinking it.
Song Shiyue and Lin Yuan have such a huge difference in status that it is impossible for them to be in a relationship.
Manager Zhao walked into the kitchen and said to Lin Yuan, "Lin Yuan, prepare the fruit plate and cakes and send them to the V888 private room."
"Manager Zhao, I'll get ready right away!"
Lin Yuan was busy working attentively, and Manager Zhao quietly left the kitchen.
Ten minutes later,
Lin Yuan walked into the private room carrying a plate of food.
He knocked on the door of the private room.
The deafening music made his eardrums buzz.
He walked in with his head down, not looking around.
"Mr. Song, I offer you a toast!"
"How about I give you a massage? I'm very skilled and I'm sure it will be very comfortable for you."
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Lin Yuan knew that the guests in the club sometimes had too much fun.
It was common to touch and take advantage of it, but he still wasn't used to it after being here for so long.
Lin Yuan wanted to leave here as soon as possible, so he walked over quickly and put the tray on the coffee table.
"Sir, this is a fruit plate and cakes."
"Leave it there!"
The sudden sound made Lin Yuan's eyes flicker, and his fingers holding the tray were shaking.
It’s Song Shiyue!
If Lin Yuan still didn't understand what Song Shiyue was going to do at this time, then he would be too stupid.
I deliberately asked him to deliver fruits and cakes to tell him that Young Master Song doesn't have to rely on him.
As long as Song Shiyue wanted, he could just snap his fingers and a man would come to him automatically.
This was what Song Shiyue said himself, and Lin Yuan saw it with his own eyes today.
He forced himself to calm down, but his trembling body still revealed his inner emotions.
My heart hurts so much, as if it was pierced by countless steel needles at the same time.
Full of holes and bloody!
Lin Yuan kept his head down. After putting down the tray, he stood up and tried hard to straighten his back.
Even though this action took all his strength, he still did it.
He turned around and walked towards the door of the private room.
He told himself,
Lin Yuan, hold on!
Just walk out this door and you'll be free.
"etc!"
Song Shiyue's voice suddenly came, as cold as a knife, nailing him to the spot.
"Pour me a drink!"
Lin Yuan's eyes suddenly widened, and the fingers on his side trembled violently.
"What? Can't you hear?"
Song Shiyue's voice became increasingly gloomy: "Come and pour me a glass of wine."
Lin Yuan was confused and didn't know how to get over there.
He bent down, picked up the bottle on the table, and poured it into the glass.
"Mr. Song, have some fruit."
The boy leaning on Song Shiyue picked up some fruit with a fruit fork and brought it to his lips.
Her body seemed to have no bones, and she almost crawled into Song Shiyue's arms.
Lin Yuan tried hard to remind himself not to look, but his eyes stared at Song Shiyue as if out of control.
When he saw the strawberries he had prepared with his own hands being fed to Song Shiyue's mouth by another person, he didn't know where he got the courage from, but he smashed the cup in his hand on the coffee table.
Bang!
The wine splashed everywhere and the glass was broken into pieces.
“Ah!”
A scream rang out: "What's wrong with you? Can't you even hold the cup?"
Lin Yuan raised his head, looked at Song Shiyue's face and said, "Mr. Song, I resigned today. The cup will be deducted from my salary, and the money I owe you will also be deducted from my salary."
So, I don't owe you anything.
Lin Yuan turned around and strode towards the door of the private room.
His back was straight and his figure gradually walked away.
Song Shiyue felt empty inside.
He had a feeling that Lin Yuan would never come back once he left.
He ran over quickly and grabbed Lin Yuan's arm -
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