Rose let out a satisfied hum, playfully resisting, and lightly tapped Zheng Haonan’s solid chest with her delicate fist.
"Don’t... Brother Nan, what do you want me to do?"
"There’s a special guest in the VIP suite upstairs. Go and entertain him." Zheng Haonan smiled, his hand still kneading the soft flesh of Rose.
"No way, Brother Nan, how could you bear to push me to another man? Rose only wants to be with you!" Rose feigned innocence with an air of pretense that would make even someone like Zhao Wei feel inferior.
To Zheng Haonan, women were like clothes; when they were torn or worn out, it was time to change them. With money, what kind of "clothes" couldn’t he buy? In this society, money talks; Zheng Haonan believed it was an eternal truth. If you have money, people respect you; if not, they won’t even acknowledge you!
Zheng Haonan gently said, "How could I let you accompany other men? You’re my sweetheart, always my little darling. What I mean is for you to handle someone for me. He’s taking a bath in the VIP suite right now. Later, go in and offer him a massage, then take the chance to eliminate him!"
As he spoke, Zheng Haonan made a throat-slitting gesture, exuding a chilling aura.
"Who is he? Why do you need me to do it? Can’t you find some guy to handle it?" Rose looked a bit panicked.
"This person isn’t easy to deal with. Taking him out while he’s off guard would be the easiest. You’re a delicate woman, and he won’t suspect you, so you’re the most suitable to do it." As Zheng Haonan said this, he opened a drawer and took out a stack of cash, easily a few thousand.
In this world, everyone is in it for the money, whether you’re a man or a woman. Otherwise, who would risk everything, living with one foot in jail and the other in Yama Hall, all for the money? Who wouldn’t want a little peace and quiet!
Rose glanced at the stack of cash on the table, took it without hesitation, stuffed it into her clothes, and stood up from Zheng Haonan’s lap.
"Brother Nan, just tell me what to do." Rose said calmly.
Though she was just a woman, Rose was a very resourceful one, with more experience than even Huang Mao. She had done such things many times and had a strong psychological resilience; otherwise, Zheng Haonan wouldn’t have chosen her.
Behind every successful man, there’s a remarkable woman! And Rose was precisely that, having done many things for Zheng Haonan that he himself couldn’t handle. Beautiful women make things easier, especially someone like Rose, with her ample chest and brains. Rose played an important role in Zheng Haonan achieving his current status in the underworld.
Zheng Haonan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and took a dagger from the drawer, "Use this dagger, catch him off guard, take him out, is there any problem?"
"You say there isn’t a problem, so there isn’t." Rose smiled calmly and picked up the knife from the table.
The dagger wasn’t large, about the size of a palm, but it looked chilly and exceptionally sharp, capable of killing with ease.
"Be careful. He’s a tough character!" Zheng Haonan reminded.
"Don’t worry, Brother Nan. It’s not like it’s my first time doing this."
Rose smiled. Of course, she would be careful. If it were a rookie, there wouldn’t be a need for her to step in. Zheng Haonan could handle it with a couple of his thugs. Only because it was a difficult task did they bring her, the thorny Rose.
"Alright then, Huang Mao, take Rose to Lin Mu’s bathing room." Zheng Haonan nodded.
"Okay, Brother Nan." Huang Mao answered, leading Rose out of the office.
At the suite door, Huang Mao lightly knocked, "Boss, the massage girl we’ve arranged is here."
At this moment, Lin Mu, just finished with his relaxing bath, responded and walked to the door wrapped in a towel to open it.
"Hey, boss, here’s your massage girl. Her name is Rose, she’s the top card of the foot massage place—her skills are top-notch!"
Lin Mu glanced at Rose with an amused expression, smiling, and stepped aside, "Miss, come on in."
Rose dressed in a leopard-print mesh with a hint of a red lace bra underneath, wore denim shorts that showed off her long, slender legs, looking criminally alluring. With delicate makeup and a captivating smile, she nodded and walked in, her high heels clicking.
Once inside, Lin Mu looked at Huang Mao at the door, "Zheng Haonan is quite sensible. Go tell him that once I’ve enjoyed myself, I’ll go find him. If he serves well, maybe I’ll let him off a bit easier."
Lin Mu spoke arrogantly. Though Huang Mao was disgruntled, Lin Mu’s formidable power compelled him to smile and nod, "Understood, boss."
"Alright, there’s nothing more for you here. You can leave now." Lin Mu said, slamming the door shut.
Outside the door, Huang Mao raised a middle finger,
"Pah, just you wait. Soon you’ll be dead and see if you still dare to show off to me!"
After closing the door, Lin Mu walked to the sofa and took out two cigarettes, "Want a smoke?"
Rose didn’t hesitate, reaching out to take the cigarette from Lin Mu’s hand and lighting it skillfully.
In fact, Lin Mu disliked women smoking because from countless TV shows, it was apparent that women who smoked and bald men were nearly always villains, never good people.
But this was limited to the women he liked. For women like Rose, who worked in entertainment venues, Lin Mu didn’t care. Everyone lives their own way, none of his business!
Lin Mu exhaled a cloud of smoke. Under the ambiguous crimson light, the smoke swirled, creating a rather suggestive atmosphere.