But the wealthy merchant offered the best terms.
What could she do?
She had to treat Ding Ling to a meal so he wouldn't look down on her.
Si Teng gritted her teeth and decided to respond to change by remaining unchanged. When the time came, she'd take the money and do the job as usual.
If the damn fatty dared to misbehave, she, Si Teng of the Karmic race, couldn't possibly fail to deal with an ordinary man?!
Although Si Teng was deeply disgusted by the fatty's filthy intentions, she still agreed to become his secretary for the sake of money, and to treat Ding Ling to a meal and save face.
The fatty was the owner of a hotel.
The hotel wasn't far from the inn where Si Teng was staying.
It was a four-star hotel and looked fairly upscale.
The fatty's name was Lü Yóulài.
Like his name suggested, he was shameless and a bit of a scoundrel.
Once she actually arrived at the company, he began testing her with all sorts of invitations.
Si Teng accepted them all. As long as he paid her, that was enough.
Lü Yóulài wasn't short of a few hundred yuan. When it got late and Si Teng's workday ended, he had someone pay her three hundred yuan in wages.
Si Teng was numb. Holding the three red banknotes, her body trembled slightly.
It wasn't fear. She was furious. Why is it only three hundred yuan?!
A single meal with Ding Ling had cost several thousand yuan!
Even the qipao he casually bought for her had cost tens of thousands!
Yet after working herself to the bone and enduring Lü Yóulài's harassment for seven or eight hours, she had only gotten three hundred yuan?!!
What else do you expect?
Lü Yóulài