My Wild Wife in Shanghai

Chen Ye didn't have anything else to do, and he was a little hungry after exercising with Wen Yu, so he nodded: "Okay, I'll take a taxi there."

The location was identified as a bar.

The interior is luxuriously decorated and full of bourgeois charm.

Soft blues jazz music played in the bar, and people chatted and laughed in small groups, raising their glasses in a pleasant atmosphere.

Han Qiuyue asked for a window seat, ordered a bottle of whiskey, and some smoked salmon, salami, and other snacks to go with the drinks. She then chatted with Chen Ye while they drank.

"I know it's a bit of a waste of your time to make you a massage therapist!" Han Qiuyue said, "But you need to understand that the circles you'll be in are different now. You'll be interacting with wealthy people and rich women. These are all valuable connections. Don't you want to get ahead? These connections will help you in the future!"

"Moreover, even if you don't go out and make your own way in the world, but instead stay with the Shanghai Group and work hard to climb the ranks to senior management and acquire shares in the Shanghai Group, that's still a path to success, a true winner in life! You have two paths to choose from!"

"I understand, Sister Qiuya!" Chen Ye said gratefully. "I'll have to thank you properly when I get my first month's salary!"

"You know, making money isn't easy, so save it for yourself! I'm happy just to have your kindness!" Han Qiuyue smiled warmly and raised her glass. "Don't just chat, drink up!"

"oh oh!"

Chen Ye took a sip, and the spiciness of the whiskey instantly made him cough and tears stream down his face.

"Hahaha!" Han Qiuyue laughed heartily, "How can you drink like that?"

She picked up her wine glass, swirled it gently a few times, then closed her eyes and took a deep sniff, a look of rapture on her face, as if she were savoring the aroma of the wine.

Next, she parted her thin lips slightly and took small sips.

As the wine spread across her tongue, experiencing the balance of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy flavors, she slowly swallowed, savoring the lingering aftertaste with a look of pure bliss.

"Qiuya drinks so elegantly!" Chen Ye exclaimed. "Compared to you, I was practically wasting fine wine!"

"It's okay. As you meet people of higher caliber in the future, you'll gradually learn everything!" Han Qiuyue said.

"By the way, Sister Qiuya!" Chen Ye suddenly asked, "Sister Bai looks so young, how come she has such a big son?"

Han Qiuyue took a sip of her drink, her eyes deep in thought: "Sister Bai has quite a story. She married a wealthy businessman from Shanghai when she was just twenty, but he couldn't have children on his own, so they did IVF together and even went to Southeast Asia to find a surrogate!"

"What is IVF and what is surrogacy?" Chen Ye asked.

He's from the village, so he doesn't really know much.

"Well, the child is yours, but you don't have to get pregnant or give birth!" Han Qiuyue said. "Many celebrities do this to maintain their figure."

"Oh!" Chen Ye nodded, seemingly understanding.

"That's why you see Sister Bai has such a great figure now—because she never suffered the pain of childbirth!" Han Qiuyue picked up her wine glass, looking at Chen Ye: "Drink up, don't just stare!"

"Okay!" Chen Ye picked up his wine glass.

Han Qiuya drank it down in one gulp, her expression turning serious: "Sister Bai has had a tough time all these years. The year after she married the wealthy businessman, he got into trouble and went bankrupt. When they divorced, Sister Bai was still burdened with a lot of debt. She raised her child and ran her shop all by herself. She single-handedly supported her family through thick and thin for twenty years, and now she's worth over 100 million. It's truly admirable."

"A strong woman!" Chen Ye summarized.

"Let's not talk about her anymore, let's drink!"

"Okay!"

... ...

That night, Xie Dong and his men waited until 1 a.m. The five of them smoked eight packs of cigarettes, chewed two bags of betel nuts, and ordered a barbecue takeout meal.

But in the end, Chen Ye never returned.

The group finally left in frustration and anger.

The next morning, Chen Ye arrived at the Shanghai Beauty flagship store on time for work.

Today, the business department assigned him a mentor to help him become familiar with the business and receive guests.

My master's name is Li Bo. He is a local, in his twenties, with fair and handsome features.

He is the shop's top massage therapist.

However, some locals may have xenophobic tendencies, and Li Bo looked down on Chen Ye, this country bumpkin.

"Aren't you wearing makeup?" Li Bo asked.

"You have to wear makeup to work?" Chen Ye asked in surprise.

"Of course you should! Put on some powder, apply some lipstick, spray some perfume—these are all very necessary, you know?" Li Bo lectured.

Chen Ye frowned: "I don't want to wear makeup!"

Looking at the other person's pale face, oily lips, and meticulously styled hair with hairspray, Chen Ye felt a little nauseous.

Why would a perfectly normal man dress up so flamboyantly?

"This is a company, not a place where you can do whatever you want," Li Bo commanded arrogantly. "Go get your makeup done now, or get the hell out of here."

"You're not the one who should be telling me to get lost!" Chen Ye snapped.

Can't you speak properly? What kind of habit is it to tell people to get lost right away?

"you... ..."

Li Bo was taken aback when Chen Ye directly retorted.

However, at that moment, a commotion was heard outside the door.

"Are the people from your organization thugs? My wife was getting a massage here last night and was insulted by your people."

A group of people stormed in aggressively, led by a man in a suit who was shouting and yelling. Behind him was a group of men, none of whom looked like good guys.

Li Bo hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"

"Get out of my way!" the man shoved Li Bo aside and shouted, "Where's the boss? Come out here!"

Just then, Bai Xueyan came out of her office and heard the commotion at the front desk, so she went over.

"I'm the boss, what happened?"

The man gritted his teeth and cursed, "People from your organization touched my wife, they even put their fingers inside her from behind, what the hell is the difference between that and rape?"

Hearing the other person's foul language, Bai Xueyan's expression turned cold, and she asked, "Who did this?"

A young massage therapist emerged from the lounge, approaching with a panicked expression: "My client!"

"You molested a client?" Bai Xueyan asked coldly.

"His wife seduced me first! That's why I..." The masseuse lowered her head.

"Heavens above! Have you no shame? How did I seduce you?" The female customer sat on the ground and burst into tears. "This is slander!"

"I'll kill you today!" The female customer's husband angrily lunged at her.

"Sir, let's address the problem directly!" Bai Xueyan hurriedly interjected, "Force is not the solution!"

"Then tell me, how do you plan to resolve this?" The female customer's husband picked up a phone: "My wife's phone was recording video last night, and it recorded everything."

Bai Xueyan glanced at her phone screen and instantly understood.

This group of people are here to extort money.

In all her years in business, she has encountered many people who try to extort money from her.

They would first send women over for massages, specifically requesting male masseurs, and then verbally seduce them until the male masseur couldn't resist and made a move on them. She would then secretly film the incident to blackmail the establishment into demanding compensation.

But the brilliance of this method lies in the fact that the woman's teasing is very subtle, while the male masseur takes the initiative to reach out with his lewd hands, which is hard to explain.

"How do you want to compensate us?" Bai Xueyan asked directly.

All they want is money!

"Five million can settle this privately!" the man said.

Bai Xueyan gritted her teeth, took out her phone, and said, "I think we should call the police to resolve this!"

Upon hearing that the police were being called, the man stepped forward and grabbed Bai Xueyan's wrist. "Calling the police won't do any good. Your organization is a thuggish organization. Even if you call the police, your shop will have to close down. Today, you'd better compensate me obediently, or I'll smash up your shop!"

"Let me go!" Bai Xueyan struggled angrily.

The man gripped Bai Xueyan's hand tightly and threatened, "If you want me to let go, you have to pay me money."

Seeing the man's ferocious face and the menacing accomplices behind him, the girls in the shop were terrified, the male masseurs dared not utter a sound, and Li Bo was even more trembling, hiding in the crowd.

The security guard, an older man, brandished his baton a few times but didn't dare to approach.

At that moment, a figure rushed over and kicked the man directly in the abdomen.

The man was thrown backward two or three meters as if he had been hit by a car, before crashing heavily to the ground.