86 Cash Cow
Although Simon had only been in the capital for a few days, he had already done a simple understanding of the basic situation here in advance. He knew that the cross-section district was the largest slum in the capital. He did not doubt Leon’s words at all. “Have you found a job now?”
Leon shook his head.
Simon squinted his long and narrow phoenix-like eyes and carefully sized up Leon’s exquisite face. “How old is Little Leon this year? 12 or 13 years old?”
Leon didn’t know what Simon wanted to do. He thought for a moment and answered honestly, “14 years old.”
Simon frowned and looked at Leon in disdain. “You look like a 12-year-old, shorty.”
With that, Simon extended his almost-finished cigarette toward Leon, scaring Leon into retreating.
Simon was stunned for a moment before he mocked, “Why are you still so timid?” You’re still cute when you were five or six years old. You were so obedient when I used you to press the cigarette butt. You looked at me with tears, and sometimes I couldn’t bear to do it.”
At this moment, Leon was a meter away from Simon. He was breathing rapidly.
Simon pressed the cigarette butt into the sink and said indifferently, “Don’t worry. As long as you’re obedient, I won’t hit you again. Not only that, but I’ll also find you a good job.”
Simon was still dressed the same as yesterday. His hair and shoes were polished until they were shiny. However, unlike yesterday, Simon was now a demon with a wolf’s head exposed in sheepskin.
Leon could see the ill intentions in Simon’s eyes. He asked with a look of fear and anticipation, “What job? I’m about to run out of money to eat.”
The single rich woman Simon was with was called Alice. Alice used to have a husband, but under Simon’s scheme, Alice fell in love with him and was tempted to follow his plan. She got a large sum of money through a divorce, abandoned her husband and son, and brought Simon to the capital.
When the two of them went to the bar the night before, Simon noticed they provided underaged boys for men and women with special hobbies to play with. The service fees there were much higher than that of ordinary prostitutes!
Now that he had met Leon, Simon felt his luck had been pretty good recently. He had found another cash cow.
Simon’s smile deepened as he looked at Leon at the thought of this. He said in a seductive tone, “Of course, it’s a good job. They even provide food and accommodation. I’ll take you to the interview now.”
Leon knew the gentler Simon’s smile was, the more wicked he would be. He had to think of a way to get out now. Otherwise, he might not even be able to come out. “Then I’ll go back and pack my things. Tell me the address, and I’ll go over after I get my things.”
When Simon heard this, he stared at Leon for a few seconds. Leon blinked his eyes nervously.
Simon chuckled when he thought of how Leon had resisted and poisoned him. “There will be work clothes there. You don’t need to wear your ratty clothes.”
Leon didn’t show anything on his face, but he was extremely anxious. He thought of Simon’s greed for money and said, “I’ve only stayed here for a few days. I have to return the rent and deposit I paid. That’s all the money I’ve worked hard to save!”
Simon hesitated for a moment when he heard this. He looked at Leon’s small and thin body and felt he didn’t need to be so vigilant. He was just a child. He couldn’t escape from his grasp in the past, and he still couldn’t escape now. “Don’t play tricks with me. I’ll go with you.”
Leon could only nod.
Simon turned around and left. “Hurry up, I’ll drive you there.”
When Simon’s back was turned, Leon quickly took out a small fruit knife with a scabbard from the shelf and tucked it behind his pants, covering it with his clothes.
The car stopped in front of the yard. Leon thought he couldn’t outrun a small vehicle on two legs. He would wait until he reached the slums and find a chance to escape.
After driving for half an hour, they arrived at the cross District. Leon pointed at a lively area and asked Simon to stop. He then pointed at a building not far away with graffiti on its walls. “I’m staying here.”
After Simon stopped the car, he looked at the children playing around and the homeless people lying on the side of the road, sunbathing. He was a little worried about his car.
The last time he passed by a slum, he couldn’t help but go to the toilet. When he came out, there was only one wheel left. When the group of children saw him coming out, they took the unloaded wheel and ran away. He couldn’t catch up with them.