The so-called dormitory was a three-story-high, standalone villa, located in between school and MonSir. Gu Mengmeng stood gaping at the entrance.
“What?” Snakel asked with amusement. He used his body to hold the door open as he turned around to look at Gu Mengmeng, still standing in a daze outside.
Gu Mengmeng snapped out of her trance. “I have had many jobs and stayed at many staff quarters. But none of them looked like this… I am someone who have graduated from elementary school, you can’t deceive me.”
Snakel chuckled. Of course he knew what jobs she had previously held and which staff quarters she had stayed. He even knew all about the family histories of her past roommates.
“So?” Snakel asked lightly.
Gu Mengmeng shook her head and took a step back. “This is definitely not a workers’ dormitory. I am not going in.”
Snakel wrinkled his brows at Gu Mengmeng’s guarded look. He didn’t like her distant manner. His Twomeng should be smiling guilelessly.
“This is your dormitory. This is the only place for you to live.” Snakel’s tone had turned slightly chilly.
Gu Mengmeng asked, “Are there any other employees living here?”
Snakel took a deep breath and nodded.
Gu Mengmeng only half-believed him. She knew that MonSir was a major, multinational corporation, and would offer good benefits. But it couldn’t be as good as offering a villa for a workers’ dormitory, right?
Snakel gritted his teeth. “Page seven, paragraph nine, line four…”
Gu Mengmeng’s head went numb. She dashed in without another word.
Evil capitalism!
Making use of money again!
But what could she do? She could only blame herself for not reading the contract closely before signing it. Who knew that when the sky rained donuts, it would be a trap…
She was the one who had sold herself away. Who else could she blame?
She didn’t have anywhere to stay, and wasn’t even sure where her next meal was coming from. Where to get $450,000 to compensate MonSir for violating her contract terms?
Snakel looked rather exasperated. She had obediently submitted, but only because of money, and not because of him…
If that girl saved enough money one day to pay the compensation fee, would she just throw the cash at him and leave?
One hundred times… was that too little? He should have put 10,000 times, no, one hundred million times.
But, why did he feel so disturbed at the thought of her remaining by his side just because she couldn’t pay the compensation fee?!
Gu Mengmeng surveyed the interior of the villa. This was definitely not how a dormitory should look like. Every detail was suffused with luxury. Gu Mengmeng felt that the doormat at the entrance was worth even more than her one-month’s salary.
“Didn’t you say that there are other employees living her? Where are they?” Gu Mengmeng turned around to ask Snakel.
Snakel rested his hand casually on Gu Mengmeng’s shoulder and said, “I am the CEO of MonSir. Although I am the boss… I am also an employee.”
Gu Mengmeng felt as if she had been struck by lightning and froze on the spot.
Snakel led her in and sat down on the couch. He pulled her into his lap.
As she fell, Gu Mengmeng snapped out of her reverie and struggled to stand up. “I might be broke but I object to all forms of immoral transactions. If you must use that employment contract to sue me for violating the terms, go ahead and sue… I rather sit in jail than sell myself.”
Snakel quietly listened to Gu Mengmeng’s red-faced proclamations before asking, “What immoral transactions are you referring to…?”