Shameless Gangster

Chapter 4A

All that comes are guests, it all depends on the legs

Translator: Sae

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When Han Jia woke up, he felt as if he had been torn apart and used as adornment.

He lied down slowly first and took a few deep breaths. Suddenly, he sat up on the bed with a spurt of energy, turned over and got off the bed. He found a small stool at the side of the door, took his clothes off, neatly folded it before he quickly put on new clothes, pushed the door open and walked out.

Once he was out of the door, he froze in place immediately. As he turned around for another glance, he came to realize that he actually had the privilege of staying in the master bedroom on the second floor of Zhou Shijie's villa last night. That knowledge made a confused expression creep up his face.

Normally, when Zhou Shijie messed with anyone, he would never stay the night at his own place and would disappear before dawn. As a routine, Zhou Shijie's servant would always see Han Jia and the others out the door. Meanwhile, Han Jia would also make Zhang Xueming drive over and wait for him outside. But this time, I'm here by myself. Shit, it was hard to bear Zhou Shijie's gameplay yesterday. I must have passed out halfway. Doesn't Zhang Xueming know to come in and ask for me when I didn't come out?

While thinking that, Han Jia calmly walked down the stairs—not because he wanted to uphold a refined appearance, but there was no place on his whole body that wasn't aching.

Both sides of the first-floor hall had French-style windows that let the warm sunlight in to brighten the room up. Once Han Jia reached the end of the stairs and stood still for a moment, he heard someone asked from the side, "You're awake?"

Han Jia turned around and 'put on' a faint smile, "Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Shijie had a strong and healthy stature, with very fierce eyes that he normally hid with a pair of non-prescription spectacles. Just one glance at him, Han Jia sincerely thought that that kind of concealment was unusually effective since compared to last night, Zhou Shijie's current appearance makes him look like a normal person.

Aside from their occasional 'gameplay', Zhou Shijie and he rarely converse. Now that they unexpectedly encountered each other, there was an awkward silence of about four to five seconds. Han Jia dreaded him completely and did not dare to rashly reveal his charm, but instead, he continued to wear a small smile that conformed with the norms of society. "Mr. Zhou, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first."

Zhou Shijie had on a rather arrogant expression as he nodded and said, "Your footman came in to look for you yesterday, but I told him that you had passed out and needed to rest for a while, so he left."

"Thank you for letting me stay the night." Han Jia said even though in his head he was beating Zhang Xueming viciously a few times.

Shou Shijie glanced at him, pondered for a bit and he said, "How does my father normally pay you?"

"In this kind of situation, Man Li and Ah Kai are worth three thousand each time." Han Jia answered carefully.

"And you?"

"I'm the procurer." Han Jian said but seeing no reaction from Zhou Shijie, he knew immediately that he did not understand what he meant. He lowered his voice, "It's my honored that Mr. Zhou is willing to do business with us. How can I shamelessly take any money from you as well?"

"I understand," Zhou Shijie said before he searched his pocket for his wallet and passed it to Han Jia. "I didn't prepare anything. You can take this first."