Chapter 104: A Little Medicine

Young Master Zhan had actually followed Shi Qingqing and eaten such a shabby meal!

There was no need to even mention the food he usually had when he returned to the Zhan family castle; the household chef naturally prepared everything with great care.

At the apartment in Golden Emperor International, there was also a dedicated team of chefs at his service at all times. Every meal was the most nutritious and the best suited to his tastes. He had never had to make do with anything so crude.

It was simply...

Luo Hua’s expression flickered through a dazzling range of emotions.

Zhan Su raised his wrist and checked the time. It was time to leave.

He stood up, tall and straight, making the curtained-off space seem even more cramped.

Shi Qingqing kept her head down as she cleaned up the mess; even the last bits of minced meat on the plate had been scraped into her rice bowl.

She only knew that Zhan Su was leaving, and she was very happy.

At last, that jinx was going away!

He wouldn’t be catching her today!

Tomorrow’s troubles could wait until tomorrow...

“Goodbye, Young Master Zhan. Don’t see me out!”

“Is your phone broken?” Zhan Su put his sunglasses back on.

Shi Qingqing was baffled. Why was he suddenly talking about her phone? “Huh? It’s just a little bit off.”

Zhan Su reached into his trouser pocket, pulled out a brand-new phone, and placed it on the table.

“Take it. Call me whenever you like, and I’ll come when you need me.”

Shi Qingqing let out a gasp. A brand-new Fruit 7s!

“No need. My phone still works. Besides, I haven’t earned anything from this.”

“Then I’ll deduct it from your pay.”

After saying that in his cool, indifferent way, Zhan Su turned and left.

Luo Hua and the others outside the curtain had already been waiting for some time, and the customers in the restaurant had somehow all vanished.

By the time Shi Qingqing ran out holding the phone, Zhan Su had already reached the entrance.

“Hey, Young Master Zhan, senior, I only want money, not a phone, really, I only want money...”

But there was no sign of him anymore.

Shi Qingqing scratched the back of her head. Fine, deduct it from her pay, then. Anyway, she had only been there for two hours, and the wage was only one thousand. She wasn’t planning to go back next week. One thousand in exchange for a brand-new Fruit 7s phone—she had made a killing.

If she didn’t need it, she could give it to her mother, right?

Right?

She wasn’t losing out.

Earlier, Senior Sheng Chao had also given her a phone, and she had firmly refused it.

This time it was Young Master Zhan giving her one, and somehow she was not nearly as resolute. She didn’t even know why.

If she counted it against her wages, this phone was probably worth half a month’s pay?

No, Zhan Su had taken her concert ticket worth eight thousand. This could only offset the cost of the ticket!

Having thought it through, she turned around and went back to finish what remained of her meal.

A dark alley.

A few rough-looking punks hurried to a back door marked Heatwave Dance Hall.

Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief, and each of them lit a cigarette.

“Smoke one to calm down. Damn it, today was terrible luck—we actually ran into plainclothes cops...”

“I thought we’d hit the jackpot today when we ran into that stupid girl. We could’ve made a nice haul.”

“Exactly. The ticket was real too. We could’ve flipped it for ten thousand right away. And that girl, ugly as she was, was obviously a student. A virgin too. If we sold her to Sister Yin, the handling fee wouldn’t be small.”

“That kind of merchandise probably wouldn’t interest Sister Yin.”

“As long as the higher-ups turn a blind eye, we can work independently too. Find a buyer, drug her a little, sell only a virgin’s first time. It’s not like we’re killing anyone or setting fires. Afterward, give them a little hush money, and maybe business will keep coming nonstop...”

The blonde girl was smoking too. She smiled smugly. “We only came out to try our luck today. It’s not strange that we didn’t land anything. No worries—I’ve met a lot of very good ‘friends’ online lately... There are plenty of fish.”