133: Chapter 133 Let's start with a little intimidation.

At the Binzhi Hotel, a man in his thirties with a somewhat lewd appearance, a cigarette dangling from his lips, adjusted his slightly baggy clothes, turned to face the hotel sign, pulled up his pants, and then strode out. After walking about a hundred meters, he slightly lowered his head, pretending to adjust his clothes, and quickly glanced around with his peripheral vision to confirm no one was watching. He then opened the door of a somewhat dilapidated minivan, stepped inside, and closed the door.

In the front passenger seat, a man in his early twenties with light stubble and a face full of acne turned enviously to the middle-aged man:

"Boss, how was it? Did you get anything out of her?"

The middle-aged man pried a black monitor from his waistband and tossed it to the young man in the front, taking a deep drag from his cigarette before saying:

"How could your boss's move possibly fail? The video recording and what I got out of her are all inside. But honestly, the quality is mediocre. They dared to charge 800 for this? Tsk, a loss."

The young man looked at the camera his boss had pulled from his crotch with a hint of disdain, then said:

"Boss, next time there's something good like this, let me try first, okay? I don't mind it."

The middle-aged man gave the young man a hard slap on the back of his head:

"What are you thinking? Do you think this is a good thing? This is like feeding oneself to a tiger, venturing into a dragon's den and a tiger's lair. She'll wear down your will, drain your energy. You're still young, the water is too deep for you to handle."

"Alright, let's go, time to get paid."

The young man mumbled,

"I think I'd like to try and handle it too. I haven't tried it since I grew up."

Then he twisted the key to start the minivan.

"Dudududu"

"Dudududu"

It took three attempts to finally ignite, then slowly pulled out of the parking space. After a violent shudder, it moved forward like a dying old man, coughing as it went.

The middle-aged man in the back seat watched the cars constantly overtaking them on both sides, wrinkling his nose in disdain:

"Just wait, once I get this 200,000 reward, I'll definitely get a new—a good used car."

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At night, the darkness draped over Chengdu like a black cloth, and the nightlife was just beginning.

Dihow Business KTV is quite well-known in Chengdu, not for its equipment or service, but because the quality of its hostesses is considered top-tier in the entire city. Whether you're looking for innocent college students, professional elites, or even married women, black or white, you can find them here.

A pot-bellied middle-aged man in a shirt led a young man of twenty-seven or twenty-eight directly into a private room. Seeing the somewhat nervous young man, a hint of disdain flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. What a bumpkin. If it weren't for the fact that this was the leader of their partner company for this big deal, he wouldn't have bothered bringing him to Dihow.

The young man felt uncomfortable all over. He knew that coming here wasn't just for singing. The middle-aged man had hinted earlier that tonight he would show him the 'gentleness' of Chengdu. He felt both anxious and a little excited, never expecting such a perk on his first time leading a team. But he was also afraid of getting caught; not only would he be shamed and fined, but he might also lose his newly secured position.

"Manager Wang, won't there be—any problems here? The crackdown on such places is very strict in Great Xia right now."

Manager Wang, considering the millions-worth deal, kindly reassured him:

"Don't worry, Manager Zhang, there will definitely be no problems. The boss here is no ordinary person; he's the local kingpin of Chengdu, you know? The big boss. No one will come to check. Trust me, if anyone comes to check, I'll twist off my own head for you."

With that, he clapped his hands, and a male supervisor led in more than ten beautiful girls, chirping like orioles and swallows. There were lively and cute innocent types, gentle and charming married women types, some slender, some voluptuous, and even two with blonde hair and blue eyes. They were all wearing miniskirts and stockings, standing in a row, then bending over, revealing the deep cleavage of their chests.

"Hello, Boss!"

Manager Wang, holding a cigar between his thick right fingers, pointed at the girls and said:

"Brother Zhang, you choose first. Pick whichever one you like."

He finished with a wink:

"Even if you like two, it's no problem, as long as you, my brother, can handle it."

Manager Zhang awkwardly rubbed his hands, feeling as if his saliva was about to drip. Before this, he had only seen such beauties online; he never had a chance to 'eat meat'.

His apprehension was suppressed by desire. Finally, he pointed to a charming, very voluptuous married woman in her thirties on the far left and said somewhat shyly:

"This one it is."

Manager Wang casually pointed to a large-chested blonde, then waved his hand, signaling the supervisor to take the others out.

The married woman and the big blonde quickly went to the two men's sides and began to massage them with their ample bosoms, incidentally placing the clients' hands on their stockings.

For a moment, even the air conditioning couldn't suppress the rising temperature in the private room.

Especially Manager Zhang, who had drunk a lot of alcohol over an hour later, felt hot all over. His suit jacket and tie were long gone, and his big hand had already ventured into the married woman's clothes.

"Manager—Manager Wang, from—from now on, we—we're brothers. The contract is easy to talk about, I'm sticking with your company."

Manager Wang, seeing the somewhat swaying Manager Zhang, knew that things were almost done and the objective had been achieved. So he said to the married woman:

"My brother here has had too much to drink. Take him to the fifth floor to sober up."

"Okay~ Boss~"

The married woman gave Manager Wang a seductive glance, which made his heart flutter. Her gentle, alluring voice almost made Manager Wang's bones melt. He thought to himself that next time he came, he should ask for this married woman to try.

Watching the married woman help Manager Zhang out, Manager Wang patted the chest of the blonde next to him:

"Let's go, we should also go up and get some exercise."

About ten minutes later, Manager Zhang was done. He leaned against the headboard, an after-sex cigarette between his fingers, savoring the moment.

Suddenly,

"Bang!"

The room door was kicked open with great force, and two police officers in uniform quickly walked in, shouting:

"Anti-pornography and illegal publications raid! Don't move. Hands up."

The cigarette in Manager Zhang's hand fell onto the carpet, and he reflexively raised his hands.

"Get down!"

Manager Zhang, his face pale, pleaded with the two police officers:

"Officers, it's my first time! Can you please make an exception?"

The officer frowned, raising his baton:

"An exception for what? Everyone says it's their first time. Get down now, don't make us use force."

Helpless, Manager Zhang had no choice but to get out of bed naked, then picked up a bath towel to wrap around his lower body. The married woman was better off, as the officer allowed her to get dressed.

When Manager Zhang was led into the hallway, both sides of the hallway were already filled with men and women squatting down. Manager Zhang, squatting with his head down, looked up and met eyes with the person opposite him, who was none other than Manager Wang with his oily, large face.

Manager Wang felt a pang of guilt and slowly lowered his head, after all, he had just said that if anything happened, he would twist off his own head.