As she spoke, her eyes reddened. "Mr. Yang, I beg you, I really need this job..."
Mr. Yang was thrilled. He’d noticed this stunningly beautiful girl during the first interview round but hadn’t dared to make a move. By the second round, he was even more convinced of her rare beauty. He grew restless, daydreaming about stealing a kiss, and soon found himself contemplating how to ’exploit his position with a female employee.’
When he made that call, he wasn’t entirely sure she would come, but Yan Xixi readily agreed to the meeting, which significantly boosted his confidence. Especially now, as she spoke so pitifully—he chuckled to himself, Indeed, mortgages can force people into desperation. Otherwise, why would she dress in such a seductive low-cut attire for the meeting?
A woman like her is so easy to deal with.
With a playful smile, he said, "Don’t worry, Xiaoyan, I’ll definitely help you. I promise you’ll pass the interview. Let’s go, I’ll teach you in the room; it’s inconvenient to talk here..."
"Great, Mr. Yang, I’d like to treat you to dinner tonight..."
"How can I let a beautiful lady pay? Xiaoyan, it’s my treat..."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Yang..."
Just as Mr. Yang was about to approach her, she took his hand and cooed, "Mr. Yang, look at these sculptures. They’re so artistic and lovely..."
The soft, warm touch of the beautiful woman’s hand was intoxicating. Mr. Yang was enthralled. With a lecherous glint in his eyes, his gaze fell upon the trio of sculptures, particularly the one in the middle, which was remarkably lifelike...
He was so fascinated that he didn’t even notice Yan Xixi had backed away a few meters.
Suddenly, a deluge of water splashed down, completely drenching him from head to toe.
Every evening at six o’clock, the fountain started right on schedule. Mr. Yang had no chance to escape when another, larger jet of water surged out, drenching him completely. His hair, slick with water, drooped over his eyes. His flashy shirt clung to his flabby frame, making him look absurdly like a large, soaked fish...
Yan Xixi burst into a loud HAHAHA!
When she worked as a bar hostess, she had admired this fountain many times. When Mr. Yang called, she had recalled a scene from a TV show and cleverly applied the same trick to him.
Seeing the fountain display, passersby ran over to watch. Instead, they saw a "weird creature" standing there, soaked and looking utterly undignified. Murmurs and laughter broke out among the crowd.
"Is he insane? What’s he doing?"
"He’s a pervert, isn’t he?"
Poor Mr. Yang stood in the middle of the fountain, looking like a drowned rat. His glasses were filled with water, blurring his vision. Desperate and enraged, he shouted, "Yan Xixi!"
Yan Xixi let out a hearty HAHA! and turned to run.
Really, she hadn’t had so much fun in a long time.
At that moment, the last sliver of sunset had just faded. She ran down the steps, her skirt billowing lightly in the breeze. Her figure was graceful, like a fawn, and her GIGGLES sounded like clear, pleasant silver bells.
From the shadows, a man slowly stepped out, his face etched with puzzlement.
So, this female con artist was back.
He had never seen her laugh before, nor had he ever known she was this kind of person. He had always thought of her as a reticent, two-faced, and aloof woman, difficult to please.
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Her smile, so innocent and beautiful, was pure poison.
Mr. Yang, looking like a drowned rat, was the target of passersby’s sidelong glances. He practically covered his face as he fled in utter embarrassment.
As they crossed paths, the man from the shadows couldn’t help but burst out with a HAHA! himself.