Driving the pickup truck back to camp. The phone notification sound went off, it was a new message from Rena.
Allen Zhang opened it, finding a private suggestive photo of Zhang lying in the bathroom.
The steam was misty, and her translucent jade feet were positioned, with the critical parts blocked by foam.
He instantly zoomed in for a closer study.
Was it supposed to be this revealing?
Allen Zhang: Looks good, love watching.
Then she sent a picture of a glass of red wine, fair fingers with red nail polish. The lighting was soft, with the outside scenery and neon lights flickering.
Rena: After a day of work, I can relax a bit in the evening, take a warm bath.
Allen Zhang: I have a friend who also wants to relax.
Rena: Not today, I’m really tired.
Allen Zhang: Alright, good night.
He was getting irritated.
Allen Zhang then turned and sent Olivia a message, asking if she was busy tonight.
Olivia: Unfortunately, I still have things to do, maybe you can handle it with your hands? Want me to send you a couple of photos? I had a medical beauty maintenance done during the day.
Before Allen Zhang could refuse, she had already sent two self-indulgent photos.
One could tell, well maintained, even more revealing and alluring than before.
Allen Zhang: You even dyed it. I remember last time it was red velvet.
Allen Zhang couldn’t help feeling a bit regretful.
While driving, Sieg saw the General Sect Leader continuously messaging and sighing deeply, and suggested, "Why don’t you continue seeing those Eastern Wu twin sisters?"
"Don’t even start with that!" Just the mention made Allen Zhang furious, as if he could stab him with a murderous gaze, "You talk too much, don’t I have any privacy?"
Sieg felt wronged, "Even if I didn’t tell, others would have talked, and it’s not a big deal anyway. At least you can sleep with others; even if I want to flirt, no one would fancy me."
Allen Zhang didn’t bother with him further, "That’s right, with you looking like that and being so broody, how could girls possibly like you. They prefer someone with a sense of humor and rich qualities like Dominic and me!"
"Stop it, just stop." Sieg felt even more pained.
They drove back to the bridge tunnel camp.
It was already late, and friends had dispersed.
Allen Zhang didn’t wake Dominic, he just asked Sieg to park the car aside, planning to handle the cans at the street corner recycling machine tomorrow.
Upon entering the RV, it turned out Dominic was indeed asleep. Jennifer wasn’t there, probably at work.
There was still a ready-made box dinner on the table!
Allen Zhang quickly washed up, devoured the box dinner, watched some short videos for a while, liked a singing video sent by street performer Sandy, and posted an encouraging comment in the section.
He charged his phone and then just went to sleep.
Around 1 a.m., his phone rang. Allen Zhang groggily picked it up, discovering it was a message from ’Little Greedy Cat’.
It took Allen Zhang a while to remember it was Pauline.
Pauline: Dad, aren’t you coming home to rest tonight?
Allen Zhang: I am at my home.
Pauline: Sorry for disturbing you, I thought the master would enjoy the games we prepared.
She sent a seductive photo. The two twin sisters were eagerly looking at the camera.
Allen Zhang suddenly found it a bit hard to fall asleep.
Allen Zhang: I have things to handle tomorrow, goodnight!
Pauline: Good night, sir.
A night without words.
Allen Zhang was awakened by his phone’s notification sound, groggily picked up his phone to find a message from Bunny Girl Mary.
Mary: Today our new boss is sending someone to arrange work at the store, hope you can come over to sort out the inventory, make sure your job is nicely done.
Allen Zhang: The shop was transferred so quickly? How much did your new boss pay for it?
Mary: I’m not sure about the details, just know the new boss is a mysterious Mexican driving a silver Bentley. A wealthy man for sure! He must have spent at least 50,000 US Dollars on this bar.
Allen Zhang: ok! I will handle those scraps properly.
Mary: Hope you keep your word.
Allen Zhang couldn’t refuse her request.
Opened the daily news app, found news about the Sunkist Bar.
[Daily News: Sunkist Bar transferred to a new Latino Mexican boss, who took over and restarted the latter part of the business, attempting to transform it into an underground illegal gambling den, selling lots of leaves, morphine, and coco. Your good friend Bunny Girl Mary’s salary has increased by 70%, —Tap and hold to find out more about personal history.]
[Details: Alias Philip, US nationality, bar owner. Real name: Marlu Hufei, Mexican nationality, illegal drug trafficking, known for crimes including manslaughter and child trafficking, internationally wanted.]
Damn, this guy is definitely not a good person, right?
Allen Zhang was somewhat worried about Mary’s future, the Sunkist Bar had just changed hands and fell into a wanted criminal’s hands, it might get targeted soon.
[Daily News: Your actions have angered the smuggling team, Yateer Refrigeration Company decided to retaliate and disrupt within three days, hiring street thugs carrying folding knives and incendiary bottles to attack the bridge tunnel camp. At 16:22 a truck with the license plate LS-56F-27 carrying frozen pork will pass Y2 street, conducting smuggling transactions with a canning factory manager.]