Chapter 480

Chapter 480 National Character and Personal Character!

For such a request, Lan Duo’er naturally had no reason to refuse, and so all the bodyguards in the hallway witnessed their idol walking out of the room with a smile, arm in arm with a Huaxia man.

The smile on her face seemed to carry a hint of satisfaction.

At banquets abroad, it was perfectly normal for male and female companions to walk arm in arm, but this was Huaxia — being held like this by Tang Ni Lan Duo’er made Su Rui feel so stiff he could barely move.

The bodyguards all stared wide-eyed. Could it be that Tang Ni Lan Duo’er had traveled all the way to Ninghai just to meet this man?

The two of them had been alone in that room for a full hour or more. What on earth had they been doing?

Any man would let his imagination run wild. An hour or more was more than enough time to do all manner of beastly things — especially when Tang Ni Lan Duo’er was still wearing that satisfied smile on her face.

When they reached the door of the private room, Tang Ni Lan Duo’er had not yet opened it when she heard the commotion inside.

It seemed like everyone in there had drunk too much — their voices were especially loud, and what they were saying was rather unpleasant to hear.

After catching a few words, a surge of anger rose on Tang Ni Lan Duo’er’s face, and she pulled the door open directly.

At that moment, Qi Zhanjie and Yun Konglan were enthusiastically harassing the pretty agent Hathaway, so caught up in it that they hadn’t even noticed the door being opened.

All their attention was fixed on the woman across from them — the one with the ample chest and generous figure — their eyes gleaming with lust, as though they were barely holding themselves back.

Tang Ni Lan Duo’er was about to make a scene, but Su Rui grabbed her arm and gestured, and the two of them quietly took a seat in a corner.

Because the private room was so large and lavishly appointed, the waitstaff had already been sent out, and the group of drunk men hadn’t even noticed that two additional onlookers had appeared.

“Miss Hathaway, would you mind telling us your measurements?”

Qi Zhanjie’s gaze was like a pair of scissors, itching to shred every piece of clothing off Hathaway.

He had already drunk quite a bit, and desire had long since been stirring within him. The fact that he had managed to drag things out with Hathaway this long was actually a testament to his self-control.

Beside him, Tang Ni Lan Duo’er heard these words and a look of disgust crossed her face. She glanced at Su Rui for help, but he gently shook his head at her.

Su Rui wasn’t being a coward — he wanted to carefully observe the situation and make a more measured judgment.

“Can I refuse?”

Hathaway had no idea how much she’d been made to drink. Her entire face was flushed red, making her look all the more alluring.

The other party’s words were growing more and more direct, laden with obvious insinuation. For the sake of Tang Ni Lan Duo’er’s market expansion in Huaxia, she had been swallowing her pride to the absolute limit.

“You cannot refuse to answer, because this is the second thing I’m asking you to do.” Qi Zhanjie said with a grin. The way he looked at Hathaway was like a hunter eyeing prey. If he couldn’t get Tang Ni Lan Duo’er, it seemed like knocking this woman down might at least make up for the regret in his heart.

“This is the second thing?” Hathaway’s eyes flickered. She gritted her teeth and recited three numbers.

Western countries may be open-minded, but that doesn’t mean they have no sense of shame.

Upon hearing those three measurements, Qi Zhanjie clapped his hands and burst out laughing. “Ha! Just as I thought — Miss Hathaway, your measurements aren’t far off from what I guessed!”

When Hathaway had asked how to ease the tension between Tang Ni Lan Duo’er and the Huaxia entertainment companies, Qi Zhanjie had put forward three conditions. If Hathaway could fulfill all three, then not only would Qi Zhanjie and the others stop making things difficult for Tang Ni Lan Duo’er in the Huaxia market, they would actively help promote her — free of charge.

Such terms were nearly impossible for Hathaway to refuse. If Tang Ni Lan Duo’er could shine in the Huaxia market, it would greatly benefit the reputation of her as a top-tier agent. She was an ambitious woman who hoped to become Hollywood’s number one agent, and to achieve that, she absolutely could not do without the help of these Huaxia players.

Clearly, Hathaway had drunk just enough to cloud her judgment. Eager to make her mark, she had forgotten exactly what kind of wolves she was dealing with.

The first condition Qi Zhanjie put forward was for Hathaway to drink with each person until they were satisfied. Having never been trained on baijiu, how could she possibly hold her own against these seasoned drinkers? Before even finishing one round, she was already completely dizzy.

And the second condition Qi Zhanjie put forward was for Hathaway to recite her own measurements.

For a woman who wasn’t particularly uninhibited, this was already an outrageously excessive demand.

If her head hadn’t been clouded by alcohol, Hathaway truly would never have done such a thing.

Now, listening to Qi Zhanjie and his pack of wolves roaring with laughter, Hathaway couldn’t help but feel a deep, burning sense of humiliation.

She couldn’t help but feel regret. She had seen through these people long ago, yet she had still hoped they might show some restraint. Had she really thought this was some kind of fairy tale?

Listening to that arrogant laughter, Tang Ni Lan Duo’er, sitting in the corner, was nearly bursting with rage.

She was now one of Hollywood’s top stars — thriving across film, television, and music — every path wide open before her. Wherever she went, people treated her with the utmost respect. Yet here in Huaxia, her agent was being subjected to this kind of humiliation.

Su Rui’s face had also grown hot, his expression darkening dangerously. Watching his own countrymen humiliate a foreign guest like this made him feel too ashamed to hold his head up.

Where was national dignity? Where was basic human decency?

No wonder Huaxia tourists had such a poor reputation abroad — it was people like these who had ruined it.

Just as Su Rui was about to stand up, Hathaway finally spoke on her own.

She seemed unable to bear the malicious laughter around her any longer. She slammed the table and said, “Mr. Qi, I’d very much like to hear what your third condition is.”

“My third condition?”

Qi Zhanjie heard this and exchanged a glance with Yun Konglan. The two of them shared a knowing, ill-intentioned smile.

Watching the two men laugh openly at each other, Hathaway suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

She had the unsettling feeling that she had walked straight into a wolf’s den.

“My third condition is for you to wash yourself clean and sweet tonight, then come to my room and Yun Shao’s room. As for what happens after that — I’m sure I don’t need to spell it out for you.” Qi Zhanjie said without the slightest restraint.

When the red-faced young interpreter translated these words to Hathaway with great difficulty, the latter shot to her feet.

“You’ve gone too far!”

All her patience and endurance had only invited them to push even further.

Hathaway grabbed her bag and finally made up her mind to leave.

“Trying to leave now?” Qi Zhanjie wore a mocking smile, tossed his chopsticks to the floor, and said, “Too late.”

The two men stood up, smirking, and blocked Hathaway’s path.

“If you dare defy me tonight, you’ll be cutting off Tang Ni Lan Duo’er’s future in Huaxia entirely.”

Qi Zhanjie said with a grin, “It’s just spending the night with us — something we’d both enjoy. Is that really so difficult? Besides, with a figure like yours, I absolutely refuse to believe no man has ever taken care of you.”

Hathaway’s fists clenched so tight her knuckles cracked. She wanted nothing more than to tear that despicable face of Qi Zhanjie’s apart.

“The entertainment industry is such a mess — I’ve lost count of how many actresses I’ve slept with. You’re just a small-time agent. What are you playing innocent for in front of me?”

Qi Zhanjie took a drag of his cigar and blew out a mouthful of smoke.

Tang Ni Lan Duo’er looked over at Su Rui for help. His expression had already darkened to something frightening. He turned to Lan Duo’er and said, “Not long ago, I killed five men just like them.”

With that, Su Rui stood up.

He knew that if he and Lan Duo’er hadn’t arrived at this critical moment, Hathaway would have had no chance of walking out of this private room in one piece tonight.

Watching Su Rui’s retreating figure, Tang Ni Lan Duo’er fell into a daze, her thoughts drifting back five years.

Thinking of that man who had appeared before her out of nowhere like a godsend at her most desperate moment, a look of enchanted wonder flickered in Lan Duo’er’s eyes.

The already heavily drunk Yun Konglan hadn’t noticed what was happening on this side. He lit a cigar, swayed over to stand in front of Hathaway, a lascivious gleam in his eyes, and reached out to give that full, rounded backside a pat.

But just before his hand landed on Hathaway, a hand shot out from the side and seized his wrist.

“Who’s there?”

Yun Konglan didn’t realize what was happening and assumed it was Qi Zhanjie ruining his fun.

But when this young master of the Yun family turned his head, he found himself looking at a face that was both unfamiliar and somehow familiar.

No one had seen how this stranger had appeared here. It was as though everyone’s vision had blurred for a moment, and then there was simply one more living person in the room.

Of course, this had a great deal to do with the fact that everyone was drunk. The young interpreter had vaguely caught a glimpse of Su Rui’s arrival, but he had moved so fast that in the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of Yun Konglan.

Yun Konglan simply couldn’t recall where he had seen Su Rui before, and assuming he was one of vice president Wang Dongyang’s staff, flew into a rage and said, “What do you think you’re doing? You dare ruin my fun — are you tired of living?”

“Plenty of people are tired of living, but I’m certainly not one of them.”

Su Rui said coldly, and then the right hand gripping Yun Konglan’s wrist suddenly exerted force.

Crack, crack, crack.

A teeth-grinding sound began to echo through the private room.

“Aah!”

Yun Konglan let out a scream of agony.

Because it all happened so suddenly, Qi Zhanjie and the others hadn’t yet registered what was going on. By the time they made out Su Rui’s face clearly, Yun Konglan’s wrist had already been crushed by those five fingers.

With the bones of his wrist destroyed, the young master of the Yun family’s right hand drooped down at an angle that was deeply disturbing to look at.

“Aah!”

The fingers are connected to the heart.

Suffering such pain, Yun Konglan had lost all control and was screaming continuously.

“What a racket.”

Su Rui frowned, picked up the cigar Yun Konglan had just lit, turned it ember-side down, and shoved it straight into the man’s throat.