WARNING! Tsundere President

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Hahaha —"

The crowd laughed.

Mo Shan closed her eyes in despair. She quietly clenched her fist and punched his arm.

The man saw her before she hit him but did not try to avoid the attack.

"So now you're hitting me? Very good!" He let go of her chin and stood up to see the owner of the establishment running hastily toward him through the crowd.

"Boss, your girl here hit me. How are you going to compensate me? Everyone here saw it happen!"

"I didn't!" Mo Shan quickly shook her head. "It was him, he humiliated me!"

"You didn't? First it was a slap, and then a punch on my arm. Do you think everyone here is blind?" The man put his cash back into his pocket. "I don't want a fuss. Just pay me a few grand and I will consider this settled!"

Mo Shan did not even have any spare change. The only cash she had was from selling her jewellery, but even that money was almost gone too.

How on earth could she pay him a few grand?

"It wasn't my fault! Boss, he was harassing me so I had to stop him, I was forced to do it!"

Mo Shan stood up panickedly and nearly fell again.

The boss grinned widely at his customer and said, "Of course you'll be compensated! Don't be mad, please find yourself a room upstairs and I will get a few ladies just for you, all on the house!"

Reputation was very important for the upscale nightclub. It would be bad if this incident was made public…

Nevertheless…

He threw a glance at Mo Shan. It was hard to blame the customer. Such an attractive lady was wasted as a simple waitress.

"This b*tch doesn't know her place, you have to punish her!" The man shot an angry look at Mo Shan. "What kind of woman works in a nightclub but thinks she's pure and innocent?"

"Ahaha, of course, I will take care of it."

The owner signalled his staff, who quickly led the customer and his companions upstairs.

The crowd dispersed and continued enjoying the night.

"Boss, please don't fire me. I will do my job properly, it won't happen again!" Mo Shan begged her employer.

"You will do your job properly, but waitressing would be a waste of your qualities." The owner looked her up and down and asked suggestively, "What do you think?"

"…"

Mo Shan panicked when she realized what he was asking.

The hint was obvious enough.

The owner laughed coldly. "Nothing to say? Then scram. It's your first day at work and already I lost a few grands because of you. You will pay for the customer's expenses tonight in his private room. Go and sign the papers for your debt. Pay me back within the week, or I will make things worse for you!"

Mo Shan had no money. However, given that the nightclub was most likely supported by gangsters, she could not afford not to.

"I… I don't have enough money right now. Can you give me more time, please?"

"Sure, I'll give you eight days! I don't do business to lose money, dear. Do you think I'm your daddy, that I'll take care of you for free?!"

The owner turned to leave. "God d*mmit!"

Two bodyguards appeared beside Mo Shan and dragged her by the arms.

She struggled to break free. "Where are you taking me? Let go!"

"You're signing an IOU! Stop messing around or you'll get a taste of my fist!"

"No, no, ah — Boss! Don't fire me! I'll stay, I'll do anything you want. I was careless just now, it won't happen again!"

She screamed wildly as she realized the full nature of her situation.

Without money and status, and without the opportunity for a normal career, she had nothing else but her own body and flesh.

"Bring her in!"

"Aight boss!"