Not His Sugar Baby

Opposite my workplace is a high-rise office building, where I should be a young white-collar worker sipping coffee, but for various reasons, I became a manager here.

Every time I get drunk in the early morning, I like to stare at the office building with sparse lights and daydream about crossing over to live a normal life.

Of course, for now, this is just a luxury.

Two years ago, I became the manager of "Paradise Club," not because I was excellent, nor because I looked particularly beautiful under the thick makeup, but rather, a stroke of luck.

At that time, I had a close friend who I covered for when drinking, but she drugged me, and in the end, I didnt even know who I slept with. Just after that night, I was inexplicably promoted to manager.

Of course, she was also expelled from Paradise Club.

Over the past two years, Ive been doing relatively well, but my poor alcohol tolerance has left me drunk every day.

Its already two in the morning, and Ive downed a large glass of beer, my throat burning with pain. In another hour, these people should disperse.

"Drink! Ive got plenty of money!" A fat middle-aged man threw a stack of money on the table and, pinching the chin of one of my girls, poured a glass of wine down her like water.

The girl was choked, her face flushed, and she looked at me pleadingly.

If I can sit steadily in the managers position for two years, its thanks to the support of these girls. Because I protect them, they will also support me.

"Sir, let me accompany you in a drink." I stood up and sat next to the man and downed a glass of wine.

Under normal circumstances, I dont need to accompany drinks, but tonight this group of people has spent 200,000, and the boss, to show sincerity, specifically asked me to come out and accompany them.

And my uncooperative stomach has already started to ache faintly.

But apparently, this man doesnt intend to give me face, he smashed the wine glass, and the flesh on his face trembled with anger.

"You all come over here! Drink one and take one. If you dont want to drink, take off a piece and take one!" The man threw out another stack of money, much thicker than before.

The people around him lewdly laughed, and I felt a lump in my heart. These people have gone crazy with drinking, and Im afraid something will happen tonight.

A few young ones who have never seen such a scene before quietly shrank to the door and tried to slip away, but were caught back by a man with tattoos all over his face and slapped: "The boss didnt speak, who dares to leave?"

"All drink for me! If you dont drink, take it off!"

More than ten men, drunk like mad dogs, are no longer satisfied with just pouring wine, but are extremely excited to start chasing the girls to take off their clothes, and the private room is in chaos.

Realizing that something is wrong, I quickly call the bosss phone, but no one answers.

"No, please let me go..."

"Ill drink, Ill drink, dont take it off..."

"No, no, I dont want the money..."

The private room is filled with the girls cries and pleas, and the group of men, like wolves and dogs, press them down, beating and scolding at will, its like hell.

But here is the third floor VIP service area, and the waiters dare not enter without the guests call. So the girls wails can only be heard by me.

Anger raged in my heart, so when a lewd man reached out to me, I opened his head with a beer bottle.

The noisy private room suddenly fell silent, and I was still holding half a bottle of wine in my hand.

"Sister Lu..." The girls ran to me in panic.

"You all get out."

They seemed to be stunned by my sudden outburst, so the girls successfully escaped.

"Brother!" The man I just hit on the head shouted, holding his head.

The man standing next to me suddenly woke up, grabbed the broken edge of the wine bottle with his bare hand, and threw me forward. My head hit the corner of the marble table, and blood gushed out immediately.

"What kind of thing are you? The people of the big brother, you said to drive away, are you tired of living!"

I wiped the blood off my face and stood up, barely pulling out a smile: "I am the manager of this place, Jane Lu, I have offended just now, the medical expenses for this brother..."

Bang! Before I finished speaking, I got a slap in the face.

When I looked up, I saw a fierce-looking man standing in front of me.

He picked up my chin and spat in disgust: "You dare to touch my people, you have a lot of courage."

"Brother, the woman is ungrateful, let the brothers have a good time before avenging Hua Zi!"

"You drove away those women, and now you will serve us with just one!"

"Brother, you come first, we havent played with the manager of Di Huan yet."

I looked at the men who were coming up in horror, they were definitely not joking, and my fate tonight is likely to be raped and killed.

I grabbed the wine bottle fragments on the ground, and I wished I could stab that man in the stomach. But with just myself, Im afraid I would be knocked down before I could stand up.

"Brother, I was out of hand just now, you are magnanimous..."

Bang! Another slap.

The man kicked me out a meter away: "Who dares to touch my people in the whole East District? I came to Di Huan to drink and gave your boss face, and today you spoiled everyones fun, which is to slap my Qin Biaos face!"

Qin Biao?!

That notorious and evil Qin Biao! No wonder the boss said that todays guests are big figures and asked her to serve carefully, but she still fell into his hands.

"Today I, Qin Biao, am the host, and there is no reason not to let the brothers have fun. The brothers play first, and when Im done with this woman, Ill find others for you!"

As soon as Qin Biao spoke, a group of men came towards me.

I retreated in horror and finally pressed against the wall and shouted: "Qin Biao, you dare to touch even Alex Flemings woman?"

Qin Biaos eyes sank, and he suddenly laughed loudly: "Do you think Im a three-year-old?"

I calmed down and said with a smile: "Brother Qin, Alex often mentions you in front of me, saying that you are the most righteous. What I did just now was wrong, and I apologize to you and this brother. Now Brother Qin has beaten and scolded, if you want to move me again, it is to lose face to Alex."

Qin Biaos face changed, and my heart was about to jump out of my throat. I took the opportunity to say: "Brother Qin, you know Alexs temper, if my face is bruised, what do you think he will do?"

Qin Biaos eyes finally showed a look of fear. At the moment, its just a delaying tactic. He cant believe my words alone. As long as I hold on until the boss brings people, it will be fine.

Suddenly, the private room door opened, and the boss stood at the door and respectfully said to me: "Jane Lu, Mr. Alex wants to see you."

I breathed a sigh of relief and thought to myself, did the boss watch the monitor, or how did he know I was deceiving Qin Biao with Alex Fleming?

"Im sorry, I didnt know you were Mr. Alexs person." In the blink of an eye, Qin Biaos face was covered with sweat beads.

"Please." Two unfamiliar strong men walked to my side.

I was shocked, and the aura of these two people was definitely not the bodyguards in Paradise Club. Looking at the bosss timid appearance, could it be that Alex Fleming really came?