Selena took two steps forward and explained the situation to Mr. Meyer.
“She's right, Mr. Meyer! These people are making a deliberate ruckus. You have to do something about it!"
Some procurement staff came forward to justify and echoed.
"Mr. Meyer, I'm only here to drink with customers.
When you were recruiting, you said that it'd be a part-time job of three hundred bucks per day! I don’t want t o sell my body!"
The woman sobbed like a dying banshee. She cried in genuine pain. "8-but they-"
Mr. Meyer did the unthinkable; a soundly slap was delivered before she could finish her words. "Just like a block of wood!"
"What do you mean, Mr. Meyer?" Selena scowled, anger stirred within her.
Mr. Meye laughed. "What's the matter with you people? This is our company's internal affair!" Mr. Meyer retorted. "Besides, shouldn't you already know what's going to happen when you come here to work? Moreover, they're our regular VIP customers! It's not like they didn't pay you up. Thousands and thousands will be given to you. So what if you sleep with them just for a day or two?"
Mr. Meyer sneered in an arrogant tone and cast a piercing glare at Selena. "You broke our door into pieces and beat our VIP guests into bloody pulps. Now say it: what should I do?" he rebuked.
"Such a shameless snot."
Selena gritted her teeth with anger, and her expression indicated her utter exasperation. This was her first time meeting such a repugnant b*stard." She's your staff. That's what you told her when you were recruiting, and no sleeping with guests was required! You're now committing a crime..."
"Blah-blah. What a chatty b*tch.”
Mr. Meyer shot her a hateful stare. "This is your fault. We're at our place, while you came here and hurt our valued guests! Just pay us 10 million for the loss!"
"What? 10 million?!"
"Haha! You can’t afford it this time, can you?" the tattooed man scoffed in a brazen and arrogant tone when he grasped that Mr. Meyer and his men were taking his side. "This little chatty b*tch is really stunning; even more captivating than the hooker! Mr. Meyer, do me a favor. If this woman is willing to sleep with me, you could ask for less compensation!" He took a closer look at Selena, drool escaping his lips. 1
Mr. Meyer subsequently laughed. "Haha, of course!
Three million will do it!"
This tattooed man not only gave him a lot of benefits under the table, but because of them, the KTV had increased a lot in sales each month! They were his toplisted VIP guests.
Compared to them, Fane and the others were a group o f white-collar staff from a company who came here only for dinner. Mr. Meyer did not want to offend the gang for these poor country bumpkins.
"Dream on!" Selena rebuked and pointed a hateful glance at them. A boiling fury swelled inside of her.
"Honey, can I teach them a lesson? If I beat them up, I'm so afraid that you'll think that I'm a violent and ferocious man!"
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