To avoid trouble, Ren Yuanhao removed the badge from the security guard's chest and pinned it to his own clothes, then headed straight for the employer's location. His passage was smooth.
He wound his way through, finally finding his employer in a sumptuously decorated, enormous private room.
"Didi, employer identity profile report.
Name: Qiu Hui
Age: 21
Occupation: Female streamer on a certain platform, now laid off, female internet café manager
Gender: Female
Measurements: To be explored
Romance history: None"
Upon hearing this, Ren Yuanhao felt a sense of aesthetic fatigue. At the same time, he looked up and saw a woman in a maid outfit, crouching forlornly behind a glass partition, intermittently taking out her phone as if expecting something. This expectation seemed to dissipate with the passage of time.
This person was Qiu Hui.
Just then, Ren Yuanhao heard someone shout "Internet manager!" and Qiu Hui, clutching her short maid skirt (which she found too revealing), cautiously padded away.
"May I help you?" Qiu Hui's voice was pleasant; even without a voice changer, Ren Yuanhao believed it was the kind of voice that could touch hearts the moment it opened.
The person speaking was a shut-in. Oh, no, a rich shut-in couldn't be called a shut-in; one should add "tycoon" to "shut-in." His gaze lecherously swept over Qiu Hui's special areas, but Qiu Hui's bow didn't seem deep enough. The fat tycoon beckoned her with his index finger, signaling her to lean closer to his ear.
Qiu Hui's bright eyes darted, as if she had already guessed the man's lewd intentions. She immediately placed her hands over her chest and leaned down.
The fat tycoon, thwarted, felt quite annoyed. He immediately raised his voice, saying, "Hey, what's wrong with your internet café? There aren't even cup holders, and my coffee spilled all over the keyboard!"
"Is that so?" Qiu Hui looked around. She didn't see any water stains, and even the fatty's coffee was still safely in its cup.
But just then, the fatty suddenly knocked over the cup, and the thick charcoal-roasted coffee instantly stained a large area in front of him.
"See it now? Huh? Aren't you going to wipe it clean quickly? Let me tell you, I'm teaming up with the son of an online media company. If you delay my game, hehe~"
The fat tycoon looked at Qiu Hui with a lewd expression.
Doing such a thing under Qiu Hui's nose, she certainly wouldn't have tolerated it in her previous life. However, now she was just an internet café manager with no followers. She was indeed obligated to handle this.
She nodded, quickly ran to the cleaning room, found a thick blue towel, covered her chest with one hand, and began wiping while keeping an eye on the fatty's gaze.
But then, she noticed the fatty had shrunk a live-streaming window! This meant that her every move had been captured by the camera!
"You~" Qiu Hui, her face full of grievance, dropped the towel and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, the fatty grabbed her hand, and at the same time, the live-streaming window popped up.
"Look, all these people are waiting to see you. Why are you running?"
The fat tycoon, mimicking the tone of the comments, recited: "A courtesan ridden by a thousand men, pretending to be pure. It's when someone touches you that you're valuable; without support, you're just a blade of grass."
"Fatty brother, you're awesome! I didn't expect the former number one to be reduced to an internet café manager. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Why don't you help coax her into having a drink and singing songs with little brother? I'll give her 200,000 yuan."
"Fatty brother, keep coaxing her to give us some benefits!"
The barrage of comments emboldened the fat tycoon. With his sheer strength, he pulled Qiu Hui into his embrace, and a burst of laughter erupted from the private room.
"Didi, detected employer being humiliated. Suggest a face-slap, a furious face-slap, to increase the probability of a good review!"
As the system voice sounded, Ren Yuanhao finally strode in.
He unhurriedly pushed through the crowd, his expression indifferent, and walked behind the fat tycoon. He first lit a cigarette.
This action immediately attracted the attention of many wealthy patrons, as this was a non-smoking area. Just as they were about to speak, they saw Ren Yuanhao directly press the cigarette butt into the fatty's large hand. Before they could hear his wails, he crushed the camera.
"What the hell! Who the hell are you!"
The fat tycoon stood up, wailing. Ren Yuanhao pulled Qiu Hui forward to shield himself, then lit another cigarette and blew the smoke directly into the fatty's face.
"Oh, my apologies. I thought that thing was an ashtray, so big and fat."
Ren Yuanhao, with a cigarette in his mouth, was utterly arrogant. This move drew a group of wealthy patrons closer. The fatty let out a heart-wrenching scream, like a pig being slaughtered, and stood up from his chair.
"Oh? I didn't realize that pigs could stand and walk these days. I wonder which farm you escaped from, so well-fed and plump. You must be worth quite a bit per pound."
Ren Yuanhao completely ignored the other man's actions, not even glancing at those who had gathered to bolster his presence. The fatty was furious and grabbed the reinforced steel keyboard, about to smash it over Ren Yuanhao's head. Qiu Hui, terrified, tugged at Ren Yuanhao's clothes, trying to pull him back.
However, Ren Yuanhao suddenly looked up, his peculiar pupils like a lion gazing at its prey. The fatty's keyboard froze in mid-air.
He trembled slightly!
"Right, if a fat pig defies humans, there's only one outcome: waiting to be slaughtered. However, even if you defy me, I can spare you. But you defied such a beautiful young lady, shouldn't you sincerely apologize?"
As if driven by an invisible force, the fat tycoon knelt before Qiu Hui in full view of everyone.
The onlookers frowned, completely bewildered. Those who had gathered to support the fatty were about to step forward, but then Ren Yuanhao took another puff of his cigarette, his gaze sweeping over them one by one. The previously fierce men stumbled backward.
Ren Yuanhao, quite satisfied, extinguished the remaining half of his cigarette and said coldly, "Do I need to teach you how to apologize?"
Just then, Qiu Hui suddenly tugged at his sleeve and said in her very gentle voice, "Never mind, it's not a big deal. When I was streaming before, there were even harsher things said. There's no need to blow this out of proportion. However, little brother, thank you anyway."
"Do you see the difference between humans and animals? Since the young lady has spoken, please gracefully leave!"
Before Ren Yuanhao's words could fall, an extremely sinister voice echoed from behind the crowd. As Qiu Hui heard this voice, her face turned pale, and the hand gripping Ren Yuanhao's sleeve tightened.
"Don't worry, your boyfriend is not a pushover. Relax, relax."
"Yo, since when did Qiu Hui girl get herself a little puppy? Hey, let me tell you, this girl isn't the Qiu Hui of the past. She can't afford a puppy anymore."