CHAPTER 880: CHAPTER 856: DECEPTION

Jiang Xiaoxiao worked day and night in her lab to refine the formula.

To test the effect of her peach juice experiment.

The effects must be reduced to a certain level.

Hao Zhigang took some people to Yixin Hall.

Holding five bottles of Youthful Appearance Pills.

Hao Zhigang was full of confidence.

Even though he was still wearing a jacket and jeans, he strode in with an air of self-assurance.

Hao Zhiqiang and the other two followed him with stern faces, expressionless.

Inside, they were scared as heck.

Because they had never been to such a place before.

It was too high-end, and they felt out of place.

At the door! Seeing the towering security guards, Hao Zhiqiang and the two others’ legs got a bit shaky.

We made it, we made it!

We won’t get kicked out, will we?

Then...

A stunningly beautiful woman, with a curvaceous figure, appeared. Her cheongsam accentuated all the right curves, causing many to salivate.

She walked gracefully up to Hao Zhigang.

"Mr. Hao, you’ve arrived, let me take you to the VIP room."

He Lina, since that day she had shown her face with Hao Zhigang’s Super Grade pills in front of her boss, earned a lucrative commission of fifty thousand.

Her entire year’s salary.

It was hard enough to get noticed by President Feng; He Lina was ambitious, thinking if she could use this to get promoted.

She had been in her position for five years.

A specialist who doesn’t want to become a manager is not a good specialist.

Even for the annual salary of fifty thousand, she was willing.

Don’t think their pay was very high.

Compared to other places, their salary was indeed high, but here, in West City, it wasn’t much at all.

She couldn’t even afford to buy a house for her parents.

She was truly poor.

Her father was in the hospital, late-stage stomach cancer, which wasn’t considered an ailment here.

As long as you have money, one Nirvana Pill down the throat, and it’s guaranteed to cure the disease.

Right!

Hospitals in West City don’t perform surgeries; they do check-ups, possessing state-of-the-art equipment. The problem was that Western medical practices were absolutely forbidden here.

Otherwise, it would be a breach of West City’s laws, punishable by banishment or, at worst, being sent to Kunlun Mountain.

For her father’s treatment, a Nirvana Pill cost ten million each.

He Lina could never earn that kind of money, even if it killed her.

The only thing she could manage was a five-thousand-a-month medical fee, buying and consuming the Wenyang Pill to ensure the illness doesn’t worsen, barely keeping him alive.

He Lina dreamed of striking it rich overnight.

And now seeing Hao Zhigang again seemed like she had spotted a bundle of cash.

She hastily approached.

This was definitely the God of Wealth.

"Miss He, we meet again!"

Hao Zhigang, seeing this girl again, felt pretty good. The last time, she didn’t judge him by appearance, which won him over.

He didn’t hesitate to share his smile and politeness.

"Mr. Hao, you’re here, I am the specialist manager here, responsible for receiving all VIPs. You are our VIP, and I’m in charge of your service. Xiao He, you can leave; I’ll handle things here."

A woman interrupted, about 35 or 36 years old, with neatly bundled hair, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses obscuring her shrewd eyes, and a fake smile on her face.

He Lina looked down; this was her immediate superior, Wang Yueru.

A real manager who made life difficult for others at every turn, narrow-minded, and since she got such a high commission the last time, Wang Yueru insinuated she should "pay respects" to her a bit.

She needed money.

Pretended not to understand.

Now, she was on her tail.

Forcibly stealing her business.

Was she just going to give in?

He Lina felt wronged, but what could she do if she didn’t yield?

But she was unwilling.

The man in front of her was definitely a gold mine.

She gritted her teeth.

Bow and apologize, "Mr. Hao, Manager Wang will take you to the VIP room, I’ll be leaving."

Swallowing her grievances.

She couldn’t afford to lose this job.

She could only let herself be bullied.

Wang Yueru gave He Lina a cold smile, thinking she was trying to compete with her without recognizing her own status.

Then she squeezed out a smile, "Mr. Hao! Please!"

Hao Zhigang glanced at He Lina, realizing it was like watching a TV drama.

The type where the boss abuses power and bullies the underling.

The oppressed underling dared not rebel.

His chest burned with fury.

He used to be bullied similarly, and he despised those who brazenly snatched others’ business.

Seeing He Lina being bullied reminded him of his past self.

Hao Zhigang put on a stern face, retracting his smile.

"What’s this? Changing people halfway through, is it because you look down on me? Get your President Feng over here, is he not interested in doing this business? Say it early, and save me a wasted trip."

He shouted.

He Lina was startled.

Wang Yueru’s heart skipped a beat.

This person looked hard to deal with.

She forced a smile, "Mr. Hao, that’s not what I meant. I specialize in VIP services! My service capabilities are stronger, so I changed people for better service."

It was not easy to relent; she didn’t believe someone would care so much about who was serving them.

Hao Zhigang looked at Wang Yueru with a half-smile.

"I just don’t like you serving me today, what do you say to that?"

Wang Yueru was so angry her face turned red.

This was outright humiliation.

No one dared to humiliate her like this, even President Feng treated her courteously.

She didn’t even consider who her father was?

Someone daring to bully the Wang family’s daughter, this man must be tired of living!

"Sir, although you are our VIP, Yixin Hall isn’t a place where just anyone can cause trouble."

Wang Yueru truly didn’t recognize Hao Zhigang. On the day he was received, she was on leave.

She had no idea that this unassuming man was the one everyone was talking about, the holder of the Super Grade elixir.

Hao Zhigang displayed a roguish grin, with an air of nonchalance.

"So what do you mean? You have a crush on me and insist on serving us? Throwing yourself at us isn’t a sale; I don’t fancy overly eager women."

Wang Yueru gritted her teeth in anger.

"Someone! Security, there’s a disturbance here. Get rid of him immediately. Yixin Hall doesn’t welcome uncultured guests like this."

Removing a guest was no big deal.

She, as a manager, had that authority.

Moreover, did they even see what these four people were wearing?

Their entire attire probably didn’t add up to a few dozen bucks.

A poor sight.

Even holding a VIP card, VIPs had different levels.

This guy might just be waving a friend’s card around for show.

There were many like that.

The four were as out of place as bumpkins.

He Lina rushed forward seeing the security team leader coming.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Hao, Director Wang, this is a VIP of Yixin Hall, a very important VIP! President Feng has been waiting..."

She didn’t get to finish her words before Wang Yueru shot her a glare.

"Xiao He, it seems you don’t want to work here anymore? Helping the guest deceive the company, you’re fired."

Wang Yueru didn’t need a reason to fire an employee.

Such a little specialist would not catch the eye of higher-ups.