Chapter 1

At midnight, in the top-tier entertainment club Orland in Birmingham, the powerful sound waves echoed in the hall, as handsome men and beautiful women in the dance floor swayed to the rhythm.

On the second floor, the exclusive member seats.

"Little guy, a monthly fee of a million, are you really not interested?"

At the booth, a charming mature woman beckoned the handsome and mysterious server standing before her with her index finger.

"Sorry, Morris, I've always wanted to be self-reliant, please respect my wishes."

Harry Malan replied tactfully, revealing a smile that was both polite and appropriate.

"Ambitious, I admire that, but I believe there will come a day when you can't resist my charm. Next time we meet, here's a little something to help you stay in shape."

This Morris refused without losing his temper, instead praised the ambitious young man highly, and then pulled out a stack of money and business cards from his limited edition Kooi bag.

"Ah, since I've been working here, I've had at least a hundred or so bags, but unfortunately, I never eat soft food."

Harry Malan mumbled to himself, waiting until the glamorous mature woman walked away, picked up a thick stack of cash, patted it, it was quite substantial, then it was time for the grand face-slapping scene...

"Damn, said he wouldn't eat soft bread? I guess Harry Malan that kid is chewing it up quite nicely."

Not far away, a group of waiters dressed in flashy clothes broke into curses, watching Harry Malan's act of being a prostitute while still wanting to stand on a pedestal, not a single detail was missed.

The envy and jealousy in everyone's eyes could not be hidden at all.

The overly jealous waitress suddenly leaned towards the quite handsome, CEO-dressed waitress.

Whispered, "Hillary, look at that disgusting Harry Malan, how long has he been here? He almost doesn't care about you anymore, he wants to be the top guy."

Hillary Morris, who was originally the leading lady favored by female bosses in Orlando, has been in a career crisis since Harry Marlan arrived.

Hillary Morris has been completely in a career crisis.

"Damn it, with his skills, he wants to be the number one? I'll make him pack his bags and leave sooner or later."

Hillary Morris lowered her voice and cursed, "That sinister look is chilling, I wonder what sinister schemes they're thinking of to use against Harry Malan."

Of course, these idle talk wouldn't escape Harry Malan's ears.

It's no need to pay attention to the clowns.

"Woof, woof."

Harry Marlan ignored Hillary Morris and others when his pocket phone suddenly vibrated.

Taking a quick glance, Harry Marlan almost added the number to his blacklist: "This old bastard, calling me again, do I bother you?"

Grumbling, Harry Marlan had no choice but to walk towards the back alley of the club.

“Hey, old man, you’ve made quite a bit of money for me these past few years? And you’re still haunting me? You even found me an fiancée? Why don’t you just take her back yourself?”

Harry Malan couldn’t hold back the thoughts in his heart and blurted them out.

“I say to you this ungrateful traitor, do you really not know how lucky you are? Henry family's young lady, she is truly a celestial beauty, talented, how many people break their heads can't get into the Henry family? If you marry her, it's just washing her feet every day, and you won't worry about food and drink, luxury cars and manors, are you sure you want to turn it down?”

“Go on and lie to me, old man. How many years have you been screwing me over? Luring me to become your disciple, taking advantage of my youth, making me learn such a childish skill as the Scorching Summer Technique. You said that if I fail, breaking my vow would lead to , but now that I’ve succeeded, you’re telling me to go on a blind date? Not until I’ve filled my fish pond, this is not happening.”

“Damn it, I’m telling you kid, don’t be clueless! The Henry family’s young lady is as pure as jade, with a solid background. Marry her, and even if you’re lying around, you’ll have endless silver. Can’t you feel even a little ?”

Seeing Harry Malan wasn’t biting, the old fox pulled out his trump card, using money as bait. There was no way Harry Malan wouldn’t bite.

This time, Harry Malan really didn’t fall for it.

“Hey, sorry, this time I’m not buying your line, old man. You ever told the truth to me before?”

“Fine, you rebellious son, today I’ll tell you bluntly, the Henry family marriage, you’ll have to accept whether you like it or not.”

Seeing Harry Malan wouldn’t listen, the old man flew into a rage.

As it happens, a wearing a leopard print miniskirt sinisterly walked towards Harry Marlan, this beautiful sister, was exactly Harry Marlan's supervisor Lena.

Harry Marlan casually hung up the phone, completely ignoring the old man's yelling on the phone.

Turning her head, Harry Marlan's lips curled up as she asked Lena, "Lena, do you need me for something?"

“Mmm!” Lena twisted her graceful body, looked up, and lightly tapped Harry Malan, teasingly saying: “Under these flowers and moon, sister feels a bit lonely!”

“Lena, doing this to me in this alley, aren't you afraid I'll lose control?”

Harry Malan smirked mischievously, subtly wrapping his left hand around Lena's slender waist, and suddenly saw Lena's delicate body lean into Harry Malan's arms.

Shows impatience.

"lena, then I won't be shy?" harry malan recognized lena's teasing intent, yet he made a move to take advantage...

"ah, forget it, forget it. sister isn't available today. there's a stunning beauty in room 301, very generous, but she doesn't seem satisfied with the men at the club. since our star isn't in the mood, why don't you go take care of her?"

“Isn't that leaving Lena out in the cold?” Harry Malan smiled faintly, first trying to win Lena over.

“We pride ourselves on pleasing our customers, so we can't have them waiting too long. Come on! If you really have an interest in my sister, let's discuss it another day.”

Lina pouted with her rosy lips.

"Haha, I see Lina you're afraid of my little tricks...!"

Harry Malan Lina again, at this point Lina is probably more itchy than he is, but Harry Malan runs away after teasing...

……

On the third floor VIP box, a super beauty with snow-white skin and exquisite features was leaning on the sofa. Under the influence of red wine, her peerless face showed a faint bluish-red, with slightly hazy eyes, looking at the somewhat inferior-looking waiter.

"Miss, I excel at playing all kinds of musical instruments and singing, I'm good in bed and don't cling, are you sure you want to change someone else?"

Hillary Morris was rejected twice, but she still tried her best to challenge this glamorous beauty, who is rare indeed!

"Get lost."

The beauty simply didn't bother to look at Hillary Morris even once.

"Miss, I, I can pay for your drinks myself."

Hillary Morris tried to win the pretty girl's favor again.

"Can't you understand human language? Get out."

The pretty girl's eyebrows lightly touched, impatience rising in her eyes. If Hillary Morris didn't leave, she would call the manager.

"Man, while confidence can make one strong, excessive confidence is just shameless, right? Didn't you see the pretty girl is already fed up with you?"

Harry Malongo appeared behind Hillary Morris with a slender and elegant figure, mocking wantonly.

"Harry Malongo, why are you everywhere?"

Hillary Morris looked at Harry Malongo and couldn't help but retort.

"Hmph, I didn't even want to come here! It's because some people can't handle it, right?"

Harry Malan smirked and replied casually.

"Haha, sounds like you're quite impressive? You think you can handle it? Look who you're even worthy of?"

Hillary Morris sneered at Harry Malan, saying, no matter what, she had once been the top dog in Orland, and even this stunning beauty wouldn't look his way, let alone Harry Malan.

"Oh, what if this young lady takes an interest in me?" Harry Malan said, scratching his nose.

“Joke, if she likes you, I’ll eat shit in public for you, but if she doesn’t, you’d better leave Orland early for me, dare to take a gamble?”

“Who’s afraid of who? But can this mouth that has eaten shit still make the rich woman like it?”

Harry Malan, full of ridicule, then turned and walked towards that beautiful woman...