"Bang!"
Gao Du Yang felt a heavy blow to his head, and his consciousness became hazy. His body swayed as he steadied himself, looking at the rough bald man with disbelief.
"You son of a bitch! You dare to flirt with my woman and call me brother? What the hell are you?" As the rough bald man took the wine bottle, he immediately smashed it fiercely onto Gao Du Yang's forehead. The bottle shattered, glass shards flying everywhere.
The sudden turn of events caught everyone in the private room off guard. The most bewildered was undoubtedly Gao Du Yang, who moments before was basking in his own irresistible charm, only to nearly have his head cracked open.
No one in the room dared to speak. A few girls turned their gazes towards Chen Ze Yu, as he was the most successful among them and Gao Du Yang's elder brother. His arrogant minion was being beaten into a fool, and if he didn't step in, he would be an utterly incompetent big brother.
Chen Ze Yu, having some experience in the world, remained relatively calm. He gathered his courage and stepped forward, saying, "Big brother, I am Chen Ze Yu from Zhenxing Group. Could you give me some face and let this matter go? This brat has learned his lesson. I'm quite familiar with Sister Liu of Jinbihuihuang."
Liu San Jie, the boss of Jinbihuihuang.
Chen Ze Yu invoked the name of Sister Liu of Jinbihuihuang. Regular patrons of Jinbihuihuang knew that Sister Liu had connections in both the underworld and the legitimate world, so people generally didn't dare to cause trouble there.
"Chen Ze Yu from Zhenxing Group? What's that? Never heard of it," the burly bald man sneered. "You say you're familiar with Liu San Jie?"
"Yes," Chen Ze Yu nodded quickly.
Seeing this, the burly bald man instructed a burly man in black beside him, "Go call Liu San Jie over."
Not long after, a charming woman in a black miniskirt, with a voluptuous figure, entered the private room. Seeing the unusual situation in the room, she said, "Oh dear, Brother Qiang, what's wrong? Weren't you just in Room Number One? Why are you here?"
Sister Liu's tone was somewhat ingratiating.
Chen Ze Yu felt a sense of unease upon witnessing this.
"Brother Qiang? Could it be Brother Qiang Yan Qianghu from the northern district?" Chen Ze Yu suddenly recalled a prominent figure in the northern district's underworld, known by the nickname Brother Qiang, who was also bald.
With this thought, Chen Ze Yu, who had been quite composed, began to feel a tremor of fear. He had heard about Brother Qiang's ruthlessness; people who crossed him were lucky to only end up with broken limbs, and it wasn't uncommon for him to kill someone.
Although his father was somewhat well-known in the northern district, he was far from being on the same level as an underworld boss like Yan Qianghu.
...
"Rong Rong said some kid was harassing her outside the restroom, so I came to see who this reckless idiot was, daring to harass my woman, Yan Qianghu,"
"He then said he knew you, so I asked you to come over and confirm." The rough Brother Qiang said casually.
"Sister Liu," Chen Ze Yu called out immediately upon seeing the charming woman. He knew that the resolution of this matter today depended entirely on Sister Liu's word.
Even though his father was worth nearly a hundred million, he had to call this woman Sister Liu.
"Oh, it's young Chen," Sister Liu glanced indifferently at Chen Ze Yu, who was bowing respectfully, and said, "His father has been here a few times, so I know him."
"Oh," the rough Brother Qiang nodded. Then he added, "Since you know him, let's let this matter go then."
Chen Ze Yu breathed a sigh of relief. If Brother Qiang had truly pressed the issue today, Gao Du Yang would have been lucky to escape with his life, and he himself might have been implicated.
With this thought, he cast a grateful glance at Sister Liu.
Zhang Fan was somewhat disappointed. He had hoped this bald man could help him deal with that idiot Gao Du Yang, but the bald man, despite his fierce appearance, had acted too gently.
Just as they thought the matter was over, the rough bald man's tone shifted, and he said with a smile, "However, my woman can't be touched for nothing."
"Brother Qiang, whatever your request, I will fulfill it if I can," Chen Ze Yu said, steeling himself, hoping Brother Qiang wouldn't make any excessive demands.
If the demands were truly excessive, then he, Chen Ze Yu, would have no choice but to... meekly accept.
"It's very simple," the rough Brother Qiang's lecherous gaze swept across the private room, and he pointed with his finger, "Let me touch these two girls, and this matter will be considered settled."
Chen Ze Yu followed the direction of Brother Qiang's finger, and his face instantly changed, because the two women Brother Qiang was pointing at were Ling Yan Xue and Zhao Qing Qing.
As for Zhao Qing Qing, it was one thing to be touched, it had nothing to do with him.
But Ling Yan Xue... she was his girlfriend, and he had only just managed to win her over not long ago. He hadn't even tasted anything himself, only hugging and kissing. Every time he tried to reach for the pile of soft snow on Ling Yan Xue's chest, he was ruthlessly rebuffed.
What made him most frustrated was that he couldn't find a comfortable pair of armrests when kissing.
To all you fellow wolves, what's the point of a boring kiss if you can't find a comfortable pair of armrests?
Yet now, this extremely rough bald man, Brother Qiang, who wasn't even a tenth as handsome as him, was demanding to touch his girlfriend right in front of him?
"What? You don't want to?" the rough Brother Qiang said angrily when Chen Ze Yu remained silent.
Ling Yan Xue said nothing. She stared intently at Chen Ze Yu, hoping to see him bravely refuse this absurd request.
Zhao Qing Qing's face turned pale. She leaned tightly against Zhang Fan, her body trembling. Zhang Fan clearly felt the softness of Zhao Qing Qing's body.
While trying to comfort Zhao Qing Qing, he watched Chen Ze Yu, eager to see what choice he would make.
Gao Du Yang, who was still dazed from being hit by the beer bottle, looked anxiously at Chen Ze Yu. If Chen Ze Yu didn't agree, he would be the next one to suffer. Having already witnessed Brother Qiang's methods, he was now thoroughly terrified and didn't dare to say another word.
Chen Ze Yu's eyes flickered. After a long pause, he finally raised his head, his gaze firm, and said manfully, "I want your guarantee... that you will really only touch her once!"
"Haha, I, Brother Qiang, keep my word. If I say I'll touch once, I'll only touch once," the rough Brother Qiang burst into laughter. He slapped his palm, as large as a fan, onto his A-cup chest, making loud slapping sounds, and guaranteed, "I'll only touch once."
"Chen Ze Yu, you're letting someone else touch me?" Ling Yan Xue couldn't believe it.
"Yan Xue, close your eyes later. Just pretend it's me touching you," Chen Ze Yu said earnestly.
"Slap." Brother Qiang stepped forward and directly slapped Chen Ze Yu's handsome face. He muttered to himself, "Damn, why does that sound like an insult to me?"
Walking past Chen Ze Yu, the rough Brother Qiang approached Ling Yan Xue and Zhao Qing Qing. Looking at the two women, he smiled and said, "Two beautiful ladies, who's first?"