dkrc Chapter 116 Overpowering Power
Chapter 116 Overpowering Power
Chapter 116 Overpowering Power
Guan Xiumei trembled at Weng Jinghe's reprimanding voice.
In sight.
Weng Jinghe's eyes widened, and snot dripped from his nostrils, making him look extremely ugly.
in memory.
Weng Jinghe always seemed to present a self-proclaimed refined and elegant demeanor in front of him.
Looking at his current ferocious state, he is truly a beast in human clothing.
Guan Xiumei made a decision in her heart.
Even if I don't work at Wu Tianyao's herbal tea shop, I can't stay here any longer.
"Then it's decided."
As if he hadn't heard Weng Jinghe's reprimand, Wu Tianyao called out, "Fei Sha, take the newbies from the herbal tea shop and go first."
He then looked at Weng Jinghe: "Mr. Weng, look how anxious you are. Staff turnover is common. I'm just a lowly waiter, why would I treat you like a dead man?"
Weng Jinghe's chest was burning with anger, and he squeezed out the words through clenched teeth: "Fine, since you want to take her away, fine, then you can help her clear her name from these contracts!"
Doorway.
The two henchmen standing there immediately blocked Fei Sha and Guan Xiumei, glaring at them menacingly.
Weng Jinghe opened a drawer, took out a contract, and slammed it on the table: "When I signed the contract with her, I specifically marked this out."
"She has to work for me for a full ten years. If she's short by a year, she'll have to pay me 200,000. She's only been here for half a month. If you take her away now, calculate how much she'll be short."
He looked at Guan Xiumei and said, "You damn bitch, you really think you can get ten thousand yuan just for being a waitress serving tea and water?"
"I only kept you here because you're pretty. You're paid 10,000 a month, but I need you to provide me with extra value-added services!"
original.
Weng Jinghe thought that if he could win her over, that would be the best outcome.
If you really can't figure it out when the time comes, just take out this written contract.
Given her family situation, I guarantee she'd kneel obediently before me, stammering and hesitant.
A look of panic flashed across Guan Xiumei's pretty face as she rushed forward, clutching the contract. "How...how is this possible!"
She flipped through the documents rapidly, her pale hands gripping the contract tightly, trembling slightly. "You...you lied to me!"
"How can you call it a lie?"
Weng Jinghe, smug and disdainful, sneered: "It's a contract in black and white. You didn't pay attention when you signed it, so you deserve it."
"If you're unhappy about anything, just sue me. Feel free to file a lawsuit anytime. Do you need me to provide you with a lawyer?"
He looked at Wu Tianyao and wiped his snot: "Brother Yao, we'll see each other again someday."
"Okay, I'll give you a discount. It'll be 1.88 million, a lucky number. You pay that, and we're even. She'll go with you."
Weng Jinghe still suffers from a runny nose from his previous severe concussion, and there is no sign of improvement.
Guan Xiumei's face turned pale, and her legs were already weak as she stood there.
One million eight hundred and eighty thousand? Where would I get so much money to compensate him?
She used to be a radio host, but her career didn't take off. Due to financial pressure, she switched to this job through her sister's introduction.
Unexpectedly, they fell directly into the abyss.
Tears welled up in her eyes; she was so anxious she was almost crying. She looked at Wu Tianyao with hopeful eyes, praying for it to happen.
It is a pity.
There was no miracle.
"Look, a penalty of 1.8 million? Mr. Weng, you really know how to play the game."
Wu Tianyao shook his head, both amused and exasperated: "I definitely won't take out that money."
The last glimmer of prayer in Guan Xiumei's eyes vanished instantly, and she stumbled as she leaned on the table for support.
Right.
I'm not an important person, so why would I naively pray that this person in front of me would take out 1.88 million to save me?
Weng Jinghe, puffing on his cigar, said with a hint of smugness, "Don't even mention you, I wouldn't take it out either."
"It's not just Guan Xiumei; all the female staff in my establishment have signed this kind of contract. When those girls show me this contract, they all obediently listen to me."
"Too young, Yao-ge. Doing business requires brains. They deserve it for not paying attention when they signed the contract."
With the new Jiali Nightclub just opened, poaching talent from other venues is clearly not cost-effective; the price is too high and it would offend people.
They directly arrange recruitment themselves, specifically selecting those with good figures and beautiful looks.
Once the contract is signed, and a madam is arranged to train him, he'll be ready to use immediately. Who would dare to resist?
"hehe."
Wu Tianyao chuckled and looked at Guan Xiumei: "Would you like to be with me?"
"Yes!" Guan Xiumei nodded quickly.
Wu Tianyao then reached out, grabbed the copy of the contract from the table, and threw it at Weng Jinghe: "Give me the original."
He sat sideways, tapping his right hand on the table: "Today, I'm taking the person with me, not a penny, but I want the contract too!"
Weng Jinghe stared at the imposing Wu Tianyao, meeting his gaze with wide eyes.
Guan Xiumei's previously extinguished thoughts instantly reignited.
She grasped at a straw, her breathing quickening as she looked at Wu Tianyao.
Guan Xiumei was extremely nervous, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.
"Wu Tianyao, if I call you 'Brother Yao' a couple of times, do you really think I'm a toy?"
Weng Jinghe puffed on his cigar, leaned back in his boss's chair, and said in a gruff voice, "I was giving you face before because I needed your help, but now, you're nobody!"
The thick smoke from the cigar enveloped Weng Jinghe, revealing only his gloomy face.
"Fat Sand!"
Wu Tianyao shouted.
Fatty Sha pulled out the walkie-talkie hanging from his waist and yelled, and his underlings waiting outside immediately rushed in.
The two henchmen standing at the door tried to stop them, but were knocked to the ground.
After entering.
Tearing open the newspaper wrapping, the cleaver pointed directly at Weng Jinghe inside.
Wu Tianyao said calmly, "I'll say it again, take it out!"
Weng Jinghe's tone was icy: "I don't believe you dare to lay a hand on me. This is Xin Jiali, my territory!"
He yelled at Ah Bao, who was standing next to him, "Ah Bao, call for help!"
Wu Tianyao's gaze locked onto A Bao: "The entire gang is united against outsiders. If you dare to harm one of our own, you'll be the first one we chop up. It's perfectly just and fair!!"
Ah Bao listened to Wu Tianyao's words.
He was about to speak, but his throat moved, and he swallowed the words that were about to come out, not daring to utter a sound.
Weng Jinghe's eyes narrowed, and he stared wide-eyed at the unresponsive Abao in disbelief.
"Call for help!" he growled in a low voice. "I told you to call for help!"
Abao stood frozen in place, staring blankly at Wu Tianyao.
dare not move.
I'm just a plain paper fan; I couldn't last more than half a minute against them.
"Damn it, who the hell feeds you?!"
"Who the hell gives you women to play with? It's me. Without me, you're nothing!"
Weng Jinghe broke down instantly and raised his hand to strike A Bao.
Ah Bao stood there like a wooden stake, not daring to resist or call for help.
"I taught you once: when you're out in the game, you need to know about your company and your connections. You have to learn to keep your head down first before you have a chance to make money."
Wu Tianyao looked at Weng Jinghe with a nonchalant air: "The person sitting in front of you now is Wu Tianyao, a top performer at Yihe!"
"Hand it over!"
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