Brother Biao's Headache

In fact, most people have a distorted understanding of thugs.

Don't assume that the daily life of a professional slacker is easy. It's still a job, just one that lacks recognition from many people.

If we had to point out its fatal flaw, it would probably be the lack of social insurance and housing fund benefits!

Brother Biao creates spreadsheets on his computer every day to track profits and make daily plans. As his business grows, he gradually delegates tasks to his subordinates.

He has corresponding work for each time period. To be honest, he is even busier than a 996 worker. Normally, he wouldn't need to do Su Qi's thing personally.

However, hearing that his subordinate had performed poorly, he was actually a little frightened, considering that this order was worth as much as 1 million.

After thinking about it, he decided to do it himself!

Having experienced the ways of the world, Brother Biao did not threaten Su Qi again.

Threatening someone is pointless if you only threaten her; you have to start with the people around her.

First, turn the young girls against each other, slowly spreading a sense of terror, and then you can take them down in one fell swoop.

Moreover, there might be unexpected gains. Thinking of Su Qi's innocent and naive appearance, he licked the corner of his mouth.

Wang Zijin was a little worried. She had called the little girl several times last night, but she didn't answer. To be honest, she hadn't been called "master" for several days, and it was making her feel a little uncomfortable.

Just then, her phone rang.

Thinking it was a call from the little girl, she was somewhat happy, but when she saw it was an unfamiliar number, her face instantly darkened. However, she quickly changed her expression, regaining her calm demeanor. "Hello!"

"Um, are you Miss Wang Zijin?" Brother Biao asked.

Hearing how he addressed her, Wang Zijin was taken aback.

Those who know her at school usually call her 'president' or 'Vice President '. Even those who don't know her official position will still address her as 'classmate'.

The way this man addressed her might be somewhat acceptable if it came from An Ning, since she's a businesswoman. But for her, it was a stretch.

Wang Zijin then paid closer attention. She asked, "It's me, and who are you?"

Of course, Brother Biao wouldn't honestly reveal his identity. He said, "It's like this, I heard you want to testify in court for your friend. I just wanted to confirm—are you serious?"

His words contained a threatening undertone.

Wang Biao understood the mentality of helping someone act as a witness.

Their mentality is inherently fragile, and the reason is simple—there is no benefit.

If you put yourself in their shoes, you'll understand. Your friend will receive the compensation they deserve, while you, as a witness, receive no real benefit and even bear some risks. Who would be willing to do that? Generally, a simple intimidation would make a normal person back down.

As a socially adept person, Wang Zijin also understood his implied meaning.

She thought for a moment and then asked, "What kind of treatment can you give me?"

This rhetorical question stumped Brother Biao. Don't most people put on a show of resistance for a couple of days, then silently endure it in fear?

Is this blatant betrayal of your teammate really so wrong? He'd never seen anything like it before. But look—it's simple now—he asked, "How much do you want?"

"500,000!" Wang Zijin said calmly.

"What?!" Brother Biao stared wide-eyed. He'd only received 1 million, and now you want 500,000?! Then Wang Zijin explained, "Yang Ming's father is a coal mine owner in Shanxi. He only has one son, and his annual net profit is over 50 million. Don't think he'd give you 1 million to help him bail out his son!"

After hearing Wang Zijin's words, Brother Biao felt somewhat shocked. Could it be that he had asked for too little?

He quickly realized he'd been drawn into Wang Zijin's schemes. Money could wait; the immediate problem was dealing with this woman. "No 500,000—"

"Ten thousand yuan is the limit!" he said coldly. Wang Zijin thought for a moment and said, "With so little money, it's difficult for me to do anything for you! How about we talk face to face?"

Brother Biao suddenly felt that this woman seemed a little off. But he could also tell she was a reasonable person, so he figured he'd give her some money. He said:

"Then you name a place, and we'll sign a contract later."

"Oh, how about XX Cafe in half an hour? I've been wanting to drink their coffee for ages!" Wang Zijin pretended to be excited.

Brother Biao:??? Why does the art style seem a bit different?

However, he still agreed.

He gave the thuggish henchman 10,000 yuan and told him about the details, saying that how much he could negotiate depended on his ability, and the rest was his.

The roguish young man was satisfied with the job and hurried off to the agreed-upon coffee shop.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zijin slowly took out a box from her bag. Inside the box was a Jade Bracelet. The quality of the jade was extremely poor, and an expert would know at a glance that it was a defective item.

She wore the bracelet on her smooth, white wrist, and it shone brightly in the sunlight.

She tidied up the materials on the table, made a phone call to her best friend and a senior student, and then headed to xx Cafe with her bag.

Xiao Huang had been waiting at the agreed-upon location for quite some time. When he saw Wang Zijin approaching, he was taken aback; the person his boss had asked him to handle looked rather beautiful!

He instinctively clutched his wallet again, thinking, "No, I can't let myself be seduced by beauty."

Wang Zijin ordered a coffee first, and then saw Huang Zi, who was sitting opposite her, take out a document, hand her a pen, and say, "Since you've already spoken to our boss, then sign it!"

"Where's the money?" Wang Zijin asked, looking at the pocket he was clutching.

After drinking half a cup of coffee, Huang Ren, who had agreed to a fee of only 1,000 yuan for the procedure, was overjoyed.

Seeing Wang Zijin's delicate white hand extended towards her, as if she were casually slipping some oil, Wang Zijin instinctively dodged.

"Ping Lingling-"

Then came a series of soft clattering sounds. Huang Ren stared blankly at the Jade Bracelet that had fallen to the ground and broken into three pieces; he hadn't touched it.

However, he quickly recovered from his shock, realizing that he had overheard Wang Zijin on the other end of the line dialing the police.

When Huang Ren heard that the Jade Bracelet cost 150,000, he was completely stunned. "I really didn't touch it!" said Brother Biao, who had called An Ning inside the building.

Not only did he not threaten the woman with the mature voice, but his values were also greatly challenged when she asked him whether it was One-on-one battle or a group brawl.

How come you seem even more arrogant than me? Who's the thug here, you or me?

Just as he was taking a deep breath to calm the anger An Ning had caused him, his phone rang.

Seeing that the caller was Huang Zi, who had just recovered from an illness, he felt that he had finally gotten something done.

But when he answered the phone, the first thing he heard was:

"Brother Biao, help me! This woman is going to sue me!!!" Brother Biao felt a headache coming on; why couldn't he understand some of what Ah Ren was saying?

I asked you to sign the contract, I even printed it out for you, all you had to do was sign it, and now you're telling me she's going to sue you???

What's going on?

Brother Biao felt like he was having a really bad day, and his head was about to explode!