After I Was Gone, Mr. Song Said He Loved Me - Chapter 3 - A Major Client Seeks Me Out
The boy’s eyes were red from crying, and when he glared at me, it seemed as if he could almost bleed from them. A chill ran down my neck as I whispered to him in a voice only Song Yu and I could hear, “Sir, that’s enough.”
After all, I still needed to use the toilet.
Song Yu glanced at me, then let go, walking towards the boy. His handsome face was expressionless, but his words were chillingly cold, “I hope this is the last time, understand?”
The boy sniffled, his large, almond-shaped eyes looked pitifully at Song Yu for a while, then he glared at me before finally turning and running away.
At that moment, I felt rather awkward. Not waiting for the man to speak, I hurriedly opened the door to the toilet and ducked inside, quickly finding a stall to relieve myself in what turned out to be a prolonged session.
It was refreshingly spine-tingling.
After everything was over, to delay my return and spend more time with that fat belly, I intentionally stood in front of the mirror over the washbasin, straightening my clothes and hair.
When I left the toilet, more than ten minutes had passed.
Just as I stepped out, I saw Song Yu standing in the corridor smoking, seemingly waiting for someone.
Wait, could he be waiting for me?
I quickly analyzed his intentions; either he was thanking me for my earlier actions or he was upset because my excessive cooperation had irritated his poor victim who was now out to settle scores with me.
As I was lost in thought, Song Yu approached me. His face was still expressionless, and his tall stature became more imposing as he drew closer, creating an overwhelming sense of pressure that nearly suffocated me.
Awkwardly, I grinned preemptively, “Um… sir, my client is still waiting for me.” Then, without waiting for him to respond, I fled as if guilty.
Fortunately, he didn’t pursue me further, or I really wouldn’t have known what to say.
Back in the private room, fat belly was clearly not pleased. I approached with a smile, picked up a glass of liquor, and said in an extremely flattering tone, “Bro, kept you waiting, huh? I’ll drink one for myself!” Then I poured a full glass of Louis XIII down my throat.
Although I can handle my liquor, drinking pure Louis XIII was challenging, but for the sake of today’s business, I managed to drink it all without a drop left.
Sure enough, fat belly’s expression softened a lot, and his hand began to misbehave, crawling up my leg like ants, making me extremely nervous about how to refuse him.
Just then, the door to the private room opened, and Manager Wang appeared with another boy.
Fat belly fixed his gaze on them, a flash of displeasure in his eyes, but he refrained from making a scene.
Manager Wang walked in with the boy and then waved me over, “Mr. Bai, come here.”
Those words sounded like heavenly music to me, but just as I was about to stand up, fat belly pushed me back down.
Manager Wang, a seasoned professional who had managed countless high-end clubs and seen all sorts of characters, sat next to fat belly, leaning over and whispering something in his ear. Fat belly glanced at the boy standing beside him with eyes as small as mung beans before reluctantly nodding.
“Alright, President Xu, I’ll take Mr. Bai with me then,” the manager said, giving me a knowing look.
I immediately got the hint and stood up to walk towards the door.
This time, fat belly didn’t persist, and I quickly left the private room.
Manager Wang also came out, and I stood outside waiting for him, knowing he wouldn’t have called me out for no reason.
As expected, Manager Wang saw me and his eyes crinkled with joy as if he had great news.
But I was completely baffled.
Manager Wang saw my clueless expression and teased, “Mr. Bai, you really keep a tight lip, knowing such big clients and not a word from you.”
“But that’s alright, in our line of work, clients are money, and it’s good to keep some secrets.”
“But don’t be too aloof, leaving people out in the cold,” he chided, “Remember, these people seek novelty and fun, and if you’re too standoffish, they’ll move on.”
“Get it?”
Huh? Now I was even more confused!
What big client?
With my still somewhat clear head, I rapidly recalled all the major players I had met since coming to ‘Royal Dynasty’.
Could it be President Zhang? He still had five bottles of Royal Salute in my name, but he said today he was going back to his wife and kids’ home.
Then Wu-Ge1? No, Wu-Ge mentioned he had a big project and needed to travel for work today.
…
Who could it be?
President Yan? President Jin? Elder Du?…
I went through all the bigwigs in my head and still couldn’t figure out who the manager was referring to.
But more than that, I was curious about what Manager Wang and fat belly had discussed that allowed him to let me go so easily.
“Manager, what did you say to that…” I quickly corrected myself, then pointed towards the private room, “to that guy? How come he let me go just like that?”
Manager Wang scoffed disdainfully, “Those kinds of people…”
“I just told him I’d bring someone who could sing and dance, skilled in eighteen different arts, someone with more tricks up their sleeve than an innocent like you.”
“…”
I was left speechlessly stunned.
Footnote:
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- -Ge(-哥):Ge, in Chinese, using “xx哥” to address someone is quite common, especially in Mainland China and other Chinese-speaking communities. This way of addressing typically carries a sense of affection and friendliness, indicating respect and amiability towards the person.
