"You..." Rao Yinyin tried to calm herself down, squeezed out a smile, and said in a teasing tone: "Given how hard you've worked tonight, of course, sister should reward you."
She reached for her phone, her hand halfway there, when the young man grabbed it.
"Don't rush, sister, let's talk about the price first."
The young man flipped over, pressed her down again, kissed her cheek, and said, "How much does sister plan to give me?"
"How much do you want?" Rao Yinyin was both shocked and angry.
It wasn't her first encounter with a man, yet it was the first time she was threatened afterward.
Corporate executives, although unlike civil servants, don't need to be as mindful of personal conduct.
But if things really get out of hand, the company, considering the impact, might relocate her.
So, tonight, she must suppress the impact.
"Why doesn't sister name a price?"
"Ten thousand."
"Ha." The young man sneered: "Sister really lacks sincerity."
