Chapter 472 Of Course Not Enough

Everyone's eyes were still on them, and the crowd was getting bigger and bigger.

Xuxu was too embarrassed to look up.

Yan Rusheng glanced at her, and then his eyes swept coldly to those who were watching them, "Everyone who watched just now, pay 500 yuan for watching. If you don't pay, don't come to work next month."

His tone was full of unquestionable dominance.

Everyone quickly pursed their lips and shut up, shrank their necks, turned around and fled.

Didn't they just watch a few seconds of live broadcast? There was no deeper content, but they asked for 500 yuan for watching.

There was no charge for such a powerful performance in the fitting room.

How could Mr. Yan be so black?

He is indeed a capitalist who sucks people's blood without blinking an eye.

Everyone was dissatisfied and complained, but no one dared to raise any objections.

It's so difficult to find a job now, and it's a company with a high threshold like Rongsheng, so the 500 yuan must be paid.

Xuxu's mouth twitched uncontrollably, "Yan Rusheng, do you still have any shame?"

She glared at Yan Rusheng with contempt, then stood up angrily and strode away, the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away.

Playing such a big scale in public, not only did he not feel ashamed when being seen, but he also had the nerve to ask people for viewing fees. No one else would do such a thing except Yan Rusheng.

Yan Rusheng picked up the wine glass again, leaned on the sofa, lazily crossed his legs, and looked at the little woman who ran away in shame with interest.

What to do? Just looking at her back, he felt so pleasing to the eye.

He still couldn't figure out why he fell in love with Wen Xuxu, a woman. He had never had a good impression of her since he was a child.

He even went to warn her not to have any thoughts about him because of the scandal between them.

But who would have thought that he would love her to the point of obsession now? He wanted to throw away all his identity and image and pester her all the time.

They have been together for more than 20 years, and have spent more than 10 years together. Isn't that enough?

The answer is of course not enough. He wants...

Yan Rusheng looked deeply at the little woman who had blended into the crowd, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

A lifetime!

...

Yan Rusheng and several young masters went into the chess and card room to play for a while. After coming out, he couldn't find Wen Xuxu anywhere in the hall.

"Manager Wang."

He saw Manager Wang from the public relations department in the crowd and waved to him.

Manager Wang hurried over and nodded slightly to him, "Mr. Yan."

Yan Rusheng asked, "Where is Wen Xuxu's room?"

He thought she was not in the chess and card room or in the hall, so she must have gone back to her room to rest.

Manager Wang replied, "Madam's room is in 208."

Hearing this, Yan Rusheng said nothing and strode towards the main door of the hall. When he went out, he looked at the signpost with the room number and knew which way to go to room 208.

"Mr. Yan."

Yan Rusheng just turned around and was about to walk towards Xuxu's room when someone suddenly called her, a familiar woman's voice.

He stopped and looked in the direction of the voice, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Ms. Zhou."

Zhou Tong was wearing a camel-colored hip-hugging dress, a white fur vest on her shoulders, a bright pink Chanel bag in her hand, and light makeup on her face. She walked towards Yan Rusheng gracefully.

And she was accompanied by a tall woman.