The woman, upon hearing this, was so frightened that her complexion changed drastically. She hurriedly crawled on her knees to Han Yungang, wrapped her arms around his, and pleaded desperately.
"Mr. Han, please don't! You can't do this..."
"Get the fuck out of the way. I'm paying you, so you do what I tell you to. Isn't serving this gentleman good enough for you? Let me tell you, this man is a VIP to me. Did you get that?"
Seeing Han Yungang act so cruel and heartless, Zhang Xiaobei's fists clenched with a creaking sound.
People like him must be dealt with sooner or later; otherwise, leaving them in society is nothing but a disaster.
"Is this how you treat your VIPs?" Zhang Xiaobei grabbed Han Yungang's hair and slapped him repeatedly until his face swelled and he resembled a pig's head.
"Sir... sir... stop hitting me. If you're not satisfied with this woman, I can find you another, or if you don't want a woman, just name your price. I will pay whatever amount you want."
