The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 210: There Are No Rules Anymore

Chapter 210: Chapter 210: There Are No Rules Anymore

After Lin Shanshan left, Long Fei covered his mouth, taking a long while to regain his composure.

He sat down cross-legged and cleared his mind.

A sister of Lin Yingying, a brother of Wang Xiaoya.

They both seemed like unreliable folks.

He sighed and opened his phone to look at his brother-in-law’s picture, wondering just how unreliable this guy could be.

Once it was light outside, he sent Lin Yingying a WeChat message saying that he wanted to take a day off to pick someone up from the station.

Lin Yingying told him that Wang Xiaoya had resigned from the HR department and asked him what it meant.

Long Fei was puzzled and asked her back what she meant by that.

Lin Yingying said that she didn’t want Wang Xiaoya to resign.

After all, Wang Xiaoya’s work ability had been evident to everyone this month.

Long Fei admired her a bit. This female CEO, although a bit domineering, did know how to separate personal matters from business.

He gave his opinion, agreeing with Wang Xiaoya’s resignation.

Lin Yingying asked him why.

He joked that he was going to elope with Wang Xiaoya.

Lin Yingying ground her teeth in anger in the office, replying with a WeChat message that she would teach him a lesson when he got back.

After hanging up the phone, she called Su Qi to approve Wang Xiaoya’s resignation.

Although the HR department was now in Geng Zhong’s hands, the power over personnel was fully under the control of the CEO’s office.

Whether it was hiring or firing, the CEO’s office’s signature was needed for approval.

Lin Yingying didn’t want Wang Xiaoya to leave, as she could only be at ease if this love rival was under her watchful eye.

If Wang Xiaoya were to leave, the variables would be too great.

She massaged her temples and sighed softly.

She never thought that at her age she would still be competing with someone else for a man, living quite the failure of a life.

At the bus station, people came and went.

Although Suburb County wasn’t far from the city, it still took half a day by bus.

A fat man stepped off a coach and stretched lazily.

He had a buzz cut and wore earrings.

Dressed in a loose T-shirt and shorts with a canvas bag on his back, he looked like he was here for a trip.

He took out his phone and made a call, but the message came back that the number was temporarily unreachable.

The fat man felt annoyed and complained to himself, "How does my sister handle things? What kind of people has she found?"

He left the bus station alone and bought a pancake with meat from a roadside stall to fill his stomach.

This trip to Binhai City, his family hadn’t given him a single cent. They had told him to use his sister’s money for food and accommodation upon arrival.

After paying for the bus ticket, there wasn’t much money left in his pocket.

At the exit of the station, there were many people waiting to pick up passengers, including many from nearby lodgings.

As soon as someone came out, they immediately started shouting, holding signs, "Lodging, lodging, thirty yuan a day."

The fat man was eyed by a man who approached and patted him, asking if he needed a place to stay, "Young man, need a hotel room? Thirty yuan a day, it’s very cheap."

"So cheap? Even in our county town, it’s fifty yuan a day!"

The fat man took a big bite of his meat-filled pancake, feigning surprise as he widened his eyes.

Actually, he was clear about the tricks of the trade.

Thirty yuan was just bait; once you go there, they’d force you to spend money in various ways.

For men, they’d often pull the ’Immortal’s Jump’ scam.

A couple of years ago, when the fat man was hanging out in the county town, this was the kind of thing he did, specifically targeting tourists from out of town.

Hearing the fat man’s words, the man was certain he was an unsophisticated bumpkin from out of town and continued to entice him, "Our inn values volume over price, of course, we’re cheap. Young man, you won’t lose out staying with us. You’ll see if you go take a look."

The fat man pretended to be dumb and dazed, his eyes gleaming slyly as he asked, "Brother, do you have girls there?"

The man’s heart leapt with joy, becoming more excited.

God, this was like a fat duck walking right into his hands.

He spoke in a lowered voice, "Of course, our hotel has everything, from food and drinks to fun and games."

Fat Wang feigned excitement, "Alright, I’ll go with you, but you have to give me a discount."

"Of course, Brother here runs an honest business!"

The man took Fat Wang and they sat down in a tricycle.

Soon after, the two got off near a village in the city by the station.

The entire street was filled with motels.

The man called Fat Wang up to the second floor and pushed open a door to enter.

The room was small, with just one bed.

The sheets hadn’t been washed in ages, their color turning somewhat yellow.

Fat Wang was a bit disappointed, but having been cooped up at home for so long, having any food to eat was already not bad.

The man asked with a smile, "Little brother, do you want fast food or a full course meal?"

Fat Wang took out a cigarette and took a drag, saying with a smile, "Full course, of course. I want something tender, too old and it hurts my teeth!"

"No problem!"

The boss smiled and told him to wait for a moment. He left the room and soon a young girl came in; she was indeed very tender, looking to be just about twenty, with a pretty face to boot.

Fat Wang swallowed, thinking that Binhai City was really something else, even the shady motels had such high-class girls.

Fat Wang instructed, "I want your hands tied up, to make it exciting."

The girl showed an awkward expression and said, "Fine, but it’s going to cost extra!"

"No problem!"

Fat Wang chuckled and used the girl’s clothes to tie her hands behind her back.

After he was done, the girl asked him to untie her hands.

"Sorry, Brother’s been a bit strapped for cash lately. I’ll make it up to you next time."

Fat Wang put his clothes on, and before the girl could react, he stuffed a T-shirt into her mouth.

In places like this, the windows usually don’t have security bars.

Fat Wang knew this place well; he twisted the bedsheet, tied it to the heating pipe, and slid down from the window.

Letting go at a little over a meter high, he thudded onto the ground.

Taking advantage of the motel staff not having noticed, Fat Wang took off running.

He hadn’t reached the edge of the village when a dozen tattooed, burly men blocked his path, holding steel rods and knives, and sneering coldly at him.

Scared, Fat Wang looked around and saw there was only one exit on the whole street.

There were people watching both in front and behind the street exit.

What he could think of, they had obviously thought of too.

To eat and wipe your mouth clean and then slip away.

If everyone did as he did, they wouldn’t be able to get by in this place!

Fat Wang looked utterly miserable as he crouched down, clutching his head without putting up any more resistance.

Two men hoisted him up and brought him back to the motel, where they beat him up without a word.

Fat Wang’s face was already large, but after the beating, it swelled up and turned blue, making him look like a pig’s head that had grown even larger.

The motel boss sneered, "You blubbering fatso, do you think you’re a monkey? Daring to dine and dash on Brother Ma’s turf, I think you’re sick of living!"

Fat Wang put on a pitiful look and wiped the blood from his hand, "The city is too dangerous, I want to go back to the countryside."

The boss sneered, "Go back? Of course, you can go back. The full course plus our boys’ labor fees, cough up five grand, and I’ll let you leave."

"Five thousand? With five thousand I could get myself a girl!"

Fat Wang yelled.

The boss twisted his head and said coldly, "I think you haven’t had enough of a beating just now, have you?"

The muscular men by his side warmed up their wrists, ready to step forward.

Scared, Fat Wang promptly begged for mercy, "Stop hitting me! I’ll pay up, alright. Just bring me my phone, I’ll have someone send you the money."

The motel boss twisted his head, and a strong man immediately threw Fat Wang his bag.

Fat Wang took out his phone, and lo and behold, it was still on silent from earlier, with over a dozen missed calls.

He dialed back the number, and as soon as it connected, he began to wail, "Brother-in-law, where are you? I’ve been beaten up!"