<h4>Chapter 82: Chapter 82: The Thorny Rose</h4>


    Having heard this, the female manager seemed to understand something.


    Her expression darkened slightly.


    "Mr. Chen, what do you mean by this?"


    "Was my meaning not clear? Your boss owes me money."


    Chen Ziyang still smiled, "If she won’t pay back the money, then I’ll just spend that amount here."


    With that, Chen Ziyang stood up and stretchedzily, "I had a good time today, I’lle again tomorrow, same standard, same specification."


    Seeing Chen Ziyang about to leave, how could the female manager let him go.


    "Mr. Chen, are you kidding too much?"


    The female manager crossed her arms and stood at the door, her flirtatious demeanorpletely gone, reced by a touch of sternness, "On Alcohol Street, in Night Charm, leaving without settling the bill is unprecedented."


    Chen Ziyang sat back down on the sofa.


    At this moment, a group of girls also felt that something was amiss and began to unconsciously distance themselves from Chen Ziyang.


    The female manager said grimly, "Mr. Chen, I’ve already given you a discount, thirty thousand yuan, although it’s not a small amount, but you’ve had a good time. It’s best we avoid any unpleasantness, don’t you agree?"


    "Let your boss pay back the money, then everyone will be happy."


    Chen Ziyang raised his eyebrows, "I don’t need your discount, thirty-one thousand nine hundred yuan, I won’t shortchange you a single cent."


    The female manager stared at Chen Ziyang for a long while, then suddenly took out the phone hidden in her chest and made a call.


    "President He, there’s a disturbance."


    The female manager spoke somberly into the phone, "There’s a country bumpkin here iming you owe him money and refusing to pay."


    The other side of the phone said something unknown, and the female manager immediately responded, "Okay, okay! I understand."


    She nestled the phone back into the crevice in her chest and then threatened Chen Ziyang, "Mr. Chen, I advise you to settle the bill now. If President He arrives, things will escte."


    "No problem, I’m not afraid of things escting."


    Chen Ziyang lounged back, his legs crossed, addressing the somewhat nervous girls, "We’re sitting idle anyway, why don’t you dance another round? Thatst shuffle dance was pretty good."


    The girls were in no mood to dance anymore.


    It wasn’t even a minute before the door to the private room was pushed open.


    A girl dressed in ck leather jacket and pants walked in.


    The ck short-sleeved leather jacket she wore was low-cut at the neckline, revealing a lush rose tattooed on her right side.


    The girl’s ck long hair was tied in a ponytail, exuding a crisp vibe.


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    "President He."


    The female manager immediately bent down respectfully to the girl.


    The girl’s eyes roamed the room, noticing the empty bottles of various expensive beverages strewn across the table.


    Eventually, the girl’s gazended on Chen Ziyang.


    "You say, I owe you money?"


    This girl was none other than the owner of Night Charm KTV.


    And the daughter of He Yongsheng.


    He Yuxin.


    Chen Ziyang nodded slightly, "If your surname is He, then that must be right."


    He Yuxin sat opposite Chen Ziyang and pulled out ady’s cigarette.


    The female manager beside her lit it for her intelligently.


    "Tell me, how much do I owe you?"


    Chen Ziyang was unreserved.


    "The principal is one million two hundred thousand, as for the interest, let’s be fair, market rate, two points, two hundred forty thousand a year, withoutpounding, three years makes seven hundred twenty thousand, totalled up... one million nine hundred twenty thousand!"


    He Yuxin narrowed her eyes.


    Chen Ziyang pped his head, "Ah, right, you’ve already paid back two hundred thousand today! That means there’s one million seven hundred twenty thousand left!"


    Hearing this number, all the girls in the room drew in a cold breath.


    In this small county, what does one million seven hundred twenty thousand represent?


    Simply put, Su Mei’s house was worth no more than fifteen to twenty thousand.


    One million seven hundred twenty thousand could buy ten of those!


    He Yuxin’s reaction was minimal, she still lounged back, legs crossed, tilting her head as she stared at Chen Ziyang.


    After a long while, she finally murmured, "Are you with Jin Gang?"


    "No, no, no."


    Chen Ziyang leaned forward slightly, "Jin Gang works for me."


    Only then did He Yuxin pause for a moment, reassessing him.


    "Are you Chen Ziyang?"