8: Chapter 8 Revenge

"While we still have some time, let's go over the plan one more time."

The group regrouped at a corner not far from the hotel. Chen Sheng emphasized, "When Qiu Guilan arrives later, we'll follow her up to find Lai Yong. Everyone can settle their own scores."

"After that, we'll take the opportunity to negotiate our wages privately. If we can reach an agreement, we won't involve the authorities. If we can't, we'll call the police immediately."

"One last point: if we succeed in our private negotiations, give vague answers to anyone in the group chat who wasn't here. If we have to involve the authorities, we'll try to unite as many people as possible to apply pressure."

Don't blame Chen Sheng and the others for leaving those who didn't show up out of the loop. Weren't those people just hoping that Chen Sheng and the others would take the lead so they could reap the benefits later?

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

...

After waiting for about another twenty minutes, two private cars pulled up right in front of the hotel entrance. The first one to step out was one of the leading ladies of this drama, Qiu Guilan.

However, the course of events here seemed to exceed Chen Sheng's—or rather, everyone's—expectations.

Qiu Guilan didn't come alone as everyone had guessed; instead, she brought two carloads of people. With Qiu Guilan leading the way, they stormed into the hotel aggressively.

Old Liu watched the group storm into the hotel and asked, somewhat flustered, "What do we do?"

"With so many people here, they won't beat him to death, will they?"

"Should we call the police now?"

"Don't call the police yet. Let's follow them up and see," Chen Sheng was the first to react.

The group hurried toward the hotel.

It wasn't clear how Qiu Guilan's group had communicated with the Young Lady at the front desk, but by the time Chen Sheng and his group entered the hotel, Qiu Guilan's group had already started getting into the elevators.

"Old Liu, go over to the elevators and keep an eye on which floor they go to. I..." Before Chen Sheng could finish, he was surrounded by hotel security guards wielding batons.

With their cautious yet angry expressions, it seemed they wanted to pin their previous dereliction of duty on Chen Sheng's group.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you want?"

"I've already called the police," the Young Lady at the front desk said, holding up her phone with a trembling voice.

"Don't misunderstand! We're with the group that came in earlier."

"Right, the person leading the way earlier is our company's boss's wife. The boss ran off with his Sister-in-law, and the boss's wife is here to catch them in the act."

"Yes! The boss and his Sister-in-law ran off yesterday, and we're here to get our wages back."

Just as everyone was explaining to the hotel staff, Old Liu, who was guarding the elevator entrance to check the floor number, shouted, "Hurry! The elevator stopped at the 12th floor."

Hearing the call, the group stopped explaining. Someone took the lead, and they all rushed toward the elevator.

This time, the security guards didn't stop them.

No, it should be said that not only did they not stop them, but the security guards standing by the elevator even tactfully stepped back a few paces.

It's just that their expressions...

Could you please hide the "eager for gossip" look a little better?

What happened to your professionalism?

The 17 people arrived at the 12th floor in two waves.

Chen Sheng was a step late and arrived on the 12th floor with the second wave. By the time he reached the 12th floor, the entire floor was filled with wails and pleas for mercy.

At the same time, half of the room doors on the 12th floor were already open. Everyone was peeking out, craning their necks to look toward Room 1208, which was surrounded by people, while not forgetting to ask those around them about what was happening.

"What happened?"

"I don't know either!"

"I heard they're catching an affair!"

"Then why is it all men's voices? I don't hear any women."

"I don't know either!"

Amidst the discussion, quite a few people took out their phones, preparing to record this beautiful scene.

Chen Sheng pushed through the crowd and finally managed to squeeze to the door.

He took a look inside—wow! Good grief, Lai Yong was being pinned to the ground and beaten by several burly men.

He looked miserable!

He stood on tiptoes to scan the room. Beside Qiu Guilan was a woman who looked sixty or seventy percent like her—likely the other leading lady of this incident, Qiu Guifen. She was keeping her head down, obediently being lectured incessantly by the female combatants led by Qiu Guilan.

Clearly, Qiu Guilan stood on the side of blood relations, and as for Lai Yong, all the pressure was now on him.

Sure enough, after a while, the men responsible for the physical damage began to withdraw after beating Lai Yong until his face was bruised and swollen, with blood seeping from his nose and mouth. The women responsible for the psychological attacks began to take over the battlefield.

Led by Qiu Guilan, a group of women swarmed around Lai Yong, grabbing his hair and slapping his face. In no time, Lai Yong was stripped down to nothing but his underwear by this group of women.

And it was a red pair of briefs, for heaven's sake. Chen Sheng... no, everyone gathered at the door to watch the spectacle subconsciously curled their lips; it was truly an eyesore.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but gasp. "These women are really ruthless."

They were aiming to make Lai Yong suffer total social death.

As long as those people at the door holding their phones posted the videos online afterward, given the current speed of internet dissemination, it wouldn't matter if Lai Yong moved to another city.

The key was that even like this, this group didn't intend to let Lai Yong go.

Seeing Lai Yong stripped down to his underwear, the women and men, having thoroughly vented their anger, swapped battlefields again. The men lifted him up, grabbing his arms and legs, clearing the path, and dragged Lai Yong toward the elevator.

"Are they thinking of beating a dead horse?"

"No way, right?"

"Do you think we should go up and persuade them to stop?" Old Qi asked, somewhat at a loss.

They had originally planned to follow Qiu Guilan to settle scores and seek revenge, but...

"What the hell is all this!"

"If you want to stop them, go ahead. I don't want to get involved in this mess."

"If he gets beaten to death, he deserves it. If he dies, I won't even ask for my wages; I'll just consider it my contribution to his funeral."

However, even if they didn't intervene, someone would eventually step forward.

For instance, the hotel.

They didn't want anyone to die on their premises.

Sure enough, the hotel manager, who arrived a little late, saw the group carrying Lai Yong toward the elevator and quickly brought the hotel security to block them. "Everyone, please calm down. Let's talk this over properly."

"This has nothing to do with you. Get out of the way."

"Everyone, stay calm. Don't do anything stupid on impulse; it's not worth it, it's really not worth it."

"We know what we're doing... move aside."

Neither side would give way, and it quickly escalated from a verbal argument to shoving. For a moment, the atmosphere became extremely tense.

The hotel manager was sweating profusely, unable to help but complain in his heart about why the police hadn't arrived yet.

Finally! Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, with a 'ding,' the elevator door opened. A whole elevator full of people—at least four police officers in uniform—stepped out.

The leading police officer took one look and immediately roared, "What are you all doing? Everyone, step back to both sides!"

That's the power of a uniform; one roar immediately made both sides, who were about to start fighting, settle down. Their flushed faces cooled down, and even their eyes became clear.

Everyone stood obediently on both sides of the corridor, waiting for the police to come over and ask about the cause of the incident.