The Clothes Designed by the Boss

In the afternoon, Ah Ying brought a bespectacled man to meet Wang Xuan.

The newcomer was not tall, standing around 160 centimeters, with a slightly chubby build. His short hair made him look fairly spirited, but the panic that occasionally flashed across his face revealed his inner unease.

Ah Ying's men had forcibly brought him over. At first, he had thought they wanted to threaten him into repaying his debt. That did not scare him. He had never intended to default; he simply needed some time.

But when he saw that he had been brought to Starlight, his heart suddenly shuddered. As a man, how could he not have heard of Starlight? He had wanted to come and have some fun too, but he had been short on cash lately, so it had never happened.

A den of temptation like this was backed by immense power and influence, certainly far beyond the small loan company he had borrowed from. Now that he had been forcibly brought here, it was hard not to feel nervous.

He looked at the young man in the office. He had a friendly expression and handsome features, but the newcomer knew that anyone capable of controlling a place like this had to be ruthless. Friendliness was merely a disguise, just like with many wealthy tycoons. They could shove golf balls in people too—and not just one, but two. In short, they were all the sort who devoured people without spitting out the bones.

"Have a seat. Don't be nervous. I'm the owner here, Wang Xuan. May I ask your surname?"

The newcomer sat on the sofa with only half his buttocks touching it. When he heard Wang Xuan's question, he immediately stood and answered respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Wang. My surname is Zhu, and my name is Libo. You can call me A Bo."

"A Bo, is it? Being a lawyer is a high-income profession. How did you end up borrowing money?"

Strictly speaking, this was not something one should ask so casually, but Wang Xuan had asked directly, and Zhu Libo did not dare refuse to answer.

The matter was actually quite simple. While providing legal services for a customer, Zhu Libo had accidentally overheard the client discussing the manipulation of a stock over the phone. The conversation had included operations such as suppressing the price and buying up shares at low prices.

This stirred greed in him. Afterward, he had kept observing the stock's movements. Sure enough, just as he had heard, its price was repeatedly driven down. He could no longer suppress himself and invested all his money.

Afterward, the stock rebounded from its bottom and began to soar. Blinded by greed, he started borrowing money everywhere to invest more. Within a few days, his investment had doubled. He had considered taking his winnings and leaving, but seeing the stock's insane rise, he held onto a sliver of luck and waited one day after another.

But suddenly, the stock began plunging. By the time he tried to sell, it was already too late. No one was willing to take the shares, and he was trapped.

That was when things became truly miserable. Not only could he not withdraw his investment anytime soon, but even if he did, it would not be enough to repay his debts. He had lost terribly.

Looking at Zhu Libo's grief-stricken face, Wang Xuan shook his head. People could never escape the desire to gain something without working for it.

What had blinded your eyes?

Poverty!

Wang Xuan lightly tapped his fingers on the desk and cast Zhu Libo a casual glance, making him even more nervous.

A moment later.

"You definitely have to repay the money! Rules are rules. They cannot be broken!"

Zhu Libo's heart sank.

"But..."

A glimmer of hope immediately rose in him. He stared intently at Wang Xuan.

"I'll lend you some money to repay the loan first."

His heart sank again. What difference did it make if the money was merely shifted around?

"And I won't charge you interest on the money I lend you."

Surprise surged through him. There was hope!

"Of course, you'll have to work for me!"

His heart sank once more. How could working for the organization possibly end well?

"Mr. Wang, just say what you want. I... I can't take this anymore!" Zhu Libo said with a mournful expression, looking utterly devoid of hope.

Wang Xuan was completely baffled. What do you mean, you can't take it anymore? What have I even said?

Nevertheless, Wang Xuan maintained an inscrutable expression. "I've set up a clothing company. Zhou Kun is currently in charge of it. You'll assist him for now and handle all legal matters."

After saying that, he picked up the phone and called someone, ordering them to bring Zhou Kun over.

A clothing factory?

Zhu Libo froze. The transition was far too drastic!

From loan sharks to a nightclub—what did any of that have to do with a clothing factory?

"Mr. Wang, I... I won't do anything illegal!" Zhu Libo gathered all his courage to say this, then immediately wilted. No matter what, he was still a lawyer. He had to maintain at least the most basic integrity.

"Illegal?!" Wang Xuan froze for a moment, then understood. He glared at him unhappily. "What illegal thing would I need you for? Can you collect protection fees or chop people up? Are you insane? It's a legitimate company, an extremely legitimate company. Understand?"

"Oh, oh, understood. Understood." Zhu Libo nodded repeatedly. If you say it's legitimate, then it's legitimate. In any case, I'm not doing anything illegal!

Just then, Zhou Kun pushed open the door and entered. Wang Xuan glanced at him, then pointed at Zhu Libo. "He's a lawyer. You happen to need someone for legal affairs lately, so he's yours now. You can also have him assist with negotiations and such."

"Understood, boss," Zhou Kun said respectfully.

"Call me boss from now on. What's with all this 'big brother' nonsense? You make us sound like a gang!" Wang Xuan reprimanded Zhou Kun, then said to Zhu Libo, "Zhu Libo, go with him. Your monthly salary will be ten thousand. Work hard, and I won't treat you unfairly. If you perform well, you'll handle all the company's legal affairs in the future. When that time comes, you'll be paid an annual salary!"

Seeing that there were no further instructions, Zhou Kun led Zhu Libo outside. Even after leaving, Zhu Libo still wore a bewildered expression. He felt that today's experience was unbelievably bizarre. He had met a gang boss, then been led through a confusing exchange that had sent his emotions soaring and plummeting, and finally been assigned a job. Yet he still had no idea what exactly he was supposed to do!

Looking at Zhou Kun beside him, dressed in a suit and leather shoes rather than looking like a thug, Zhu Libo finally could not hold back his question. "Brother Kun? May I ask what exactly I'm supposed to do?"

"Big brother—no, boss is opening a clothing company." Zhou Kun shook his head with some amusement. "Your job is to follow me, register the company, register the copyrights, and then acquire a clothing factory. You'll oversee all the legal work during the process. Understand?"

"So it really is a clothing company!" Zhu Libo was somewhat surprised. "What kind of clothes will it produce?"

A strange smile flashed across Zhou Kun's face. "Of course, the clothes designed by the boss himself!"

"The boss can design clothes too!?" Zhu Libo pointed toward the office behind them, his eyes widening.

"Heh heh, of course he can. I'll let you see for yourself tonight, and then you'll know!" After saying that, Zhou Kun burst out laughing, leaving Zhu Libo utterly confused. They were only going to look at clothing designs, so why did they have to wait until night?

Before the end of the workday, Zhou Kun brought Zhu Libo to the first floor of the nightclub. It was just before the nightclub opened, and a group of beautiful women were making preparations, applying makeup around the venue in various uniforms.

When Zhu Libo reached the first floor, he swallowed hard. For a moment, he felt dazzled by the sight.