sbdcsierra Chapter 117 The Fake Young Master Is Sweet and Soft 55
Chapter 117 The Fake Young Master Is Sweet and Soft 55
When the time came, Ye Zhao flew back to China, ready to finish his last performance.
This couldn't be easier in his opinion.
But unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face.
Yunting Luxury Club.
A low-key and luxurious Bentley was parked at the door.
The waiter waiting at the door did not dare to slack off and stepped forward respectfully to open the car door.
A pair of shiny black leather shoes that were dust-free stepped on the big red carpet at the door.
Immediately afterwards, a man with a cold and aloof temperament got out of the car.
His bony fingers slowly and methodically adjusted his crisp dark coat, and as he moved, the delicate golden cufflinks on the cuffs reflected a dazzling light.
He walked into the first floor lobby with an expressionless face.
The guests who were originally chatting and laughing were shocked by the aura that he exuded, and suddenly became unusually quiet after seeing him.
Behind him were three imposing bodyguards.
The receptionist at the front desk saw him and, as usual, put on a polite smile and came forward to greet him. "Sir, this way, please. It's the seat you always choose."
As the man walked upstairs, he suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking on the ground.
His gaze was calm, looking towards the left.
The spider plant, with its countless branches hanging down to form a green bead curtain, somewhat blocks people's view.
The sound seemed to come from behind.
"Sir?" The waiter's face froze with smile as he saw that he hadn't moved for a long time.
"What's that over there?" the man asked, his magnetic voice was particularly seductive.
The receptionist's ears tingled, but he quickly remained calm and said, "That's the drinking area..."
Before he could finish his words, the man who used to pay no attention to anything started walking in that direction.
She was confused, but hurried to follow him because of his status.
Under the peony-shaped crystal chandelier, a pot-bellied man stuffed a glass of red wine into Ye Zhao's hand and said, "Drink this glass of wine. The tip is big and generous."
"and many more……"
Ye Zhao tried to stop him, but the middle-aged man, no, Mr. Wang, acted as if he didn't hear him and kept pouring him wine.
Looking at the wine that was almost overflowing, he fell into deep thought.
Who wants his money?
Didn't he just want to act as a waiter and get close to the protagonist so he could give him the drug one last time?
If he dies together with the protagonist, he can move on to the next world.
Who knows how I would meet Mr. Wang?
It really messes with one's mentality.
His grip on the cup tightened again and again.
Many people secretly looked at Ye Zhao, wanting to remind him.
But seeing Boss Wang's determination to win, he became hesitant.
Boss Wang is very rich, and they can't afford it.
"I, Boss Wang, I can't do it anymore..."
After taking a sip, Ye Zhao pretended to be drunk and shook his head, then walked out. "I'm going to the bathroom."
He has to find the protagonist quickly because time is tight and the task is heavy.
"No, that's not enough."
Even so, the fat on the middle-aged man's face trembled with excitement and he quickly put down his wine glass.
He clenched Ye Zhao's hands tightly and held them in his palms, staring at the blushing Ye Zhao with lustful eyes, "You are working as a waiter here, it's so tiring. I heard that you are short of money. Why don't you follow me? I will definitely fight for a bigger world for you than my current one."
"This is not good, I... have to go home..."
Ye Zhao refused and struggled to break free.
The middle-aged man felt itchy in his heart, "I know, you are playing hard to get. I brought a good thing here today. Now, you can't escape."
As he spoke, he took out a pair of bracelets connected by five chains from the box under the sofa.
The bracelet is made of pure silver, and its surface is covered with uneven red digital buttons, flashing a strange red light.
"Crack!"
He buckled one of them on Ye Zhao's hand. The bracelet could be flexibly adjusted in tightness. He fastened it tightly in a hurry, shuffled the numbers, and pressed the lock button.
This chain is a high-tech item he collected from the black market, and it can only be unlocked with a password.
If someone uses external force to destroy the chain or bracelet, it will immediately enter self-destruct mode and destroy both the person and the bracelet.
It can be called the 8848 in the bracelet industry
This is good stuff.
Boss Wang was overjoyed.
Even with his hands handcuffed, Ye Zhao, a clay man, was still a little angry. He couldn't bear it anymore and picked up a wine bottle and hit him on the head.
The wine bottle shattered, and a warm current accompanied by severe pain meandered down. Boss Wang covered his forehead and screamed in pain.
"Oh, I didn't mean to." Ye Zhao glanced at the half-broken bottle in his hand with an innocent look on his face.
Boss Wang pointed at him and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.
The next second, my eyes were covered by a large shadow.