Soul Patch

Chapter 231 Sense of Failure

Bai Yu looked at Wen Jie strangely, not understanding what Wen Jie meant.

Just then, another loud shout came from the phone receiver. Helpless, he pointed to the phone at Wenjie, then turned around, covered the phone, and walked towards the door, explaining to his girlfriend as he went.

After a while, Bai Yu put away his phone and came back, shaking his head and saying, "Women are such a hassle! By the way, what was my girlfriend's name just now?"

"Hmm?" Wenjie hummed. He felt a surge of heat again, unscrewed the cap on his drink, and took two gulps.

“You wouldn’t recognize him even if I told you. His surname is An, and his given name is Di.” Bai Yu finished speaking with a smile, then pointed to Wen Jie, who was soaking wet, and said, “I was just about to ask you, what happened to you? Did you forget to take off your clothes while showering?”

Bai Yu laughed as he spoke.

Wenjie ignored Bai Yu's teasing. Upon hearing the name Andy, he began searching his mind for information related to that name.

Soon, an image of someone running in gym clothes, radiating youthful energy and vitality, appeared in Wenjie's mind.

Oh, Andy must be that fitness beauty who used to be with Jia Nan.

It turns out that Bai Yu's new girlfriend is Andy.

Thinking about it, it's understandable. If Bai Yu were to meet a girl as outstanding as Andy, he would probably do everything he could to win her over.

Wenjie glanced at Bai Yu, who was grinning mischievously and still mocking his clothes. Not wanting to dwell on the matter, he sipped his drink and asked, "Who suggested coming here?"

“Zhang Yang, he arranged it.” Bai Yu said, then thought for a moment, “But I gave him the business card of the front desk manager here.”

"Oh?" Wenjie thought for a moment after hearing this, and said, "Give me one too!"

Bai Yu asked in surprise, "What? You've fallen in love with this place?"

After saying that, he twitched the corner of his mouth, his face full of mockery.

"What's the name of that... um... technician from room 806?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu laughed even harder, looking Wenjie up and down and saying, "Still can't forget about her? I told you Number Eight was pretty, sexy and charming, and had a great presence too..."

Wenjie glanced at Bai Yu and felt that Bai Yu seemed to be back in the dormitory, where the group teased him about not having a girlfriend and being a virgin for a thousand years.

Zhang Yang also staggered out. Hearing Bai Yu talking about who was pretty, he chimed in, "What number? Let me see her too?"

Wenjie was a little embarrassed. He didn't want to give up this clue to investigate the mysterious organization. The reason he failed to catch that mysterious woman back then was because he was in a state of... a bit out of control at the time.

I'm really afraid that I might do something I shouldn't in a moment of impulse.

At this point, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I forgot to give a tip..."

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Young Master Wen is truly devoted and loyal. The boss has already paid the bill, so if you want to give a tip, that's easy too!"

As he spoke, he walked to the front desk, handed a red bill to the receptionist, and said, "Has the technician in room 806 been called in? If not, come out and collect your tip."

After saying that, he leaned closer to the receptionist, casually placed his hand on her shoulder, and lowered his voice to say, "Young Master Wen is very generous. He won't let her come all this way for nothing."

The receptionist raised an eyebrow, glanced at Zhang Yang and then at Wen Jie, before raising her hand and holding it in mid-air.

She was still holding a grudge about what had just happened. He had just told her to stay away, and now he needed her help... She couldn't let him get away with it so easily.

Zhang Yang was a shrewd man; it seemed the money hadn't been given enough. He pulled out two more bills and slipped them down her neckline, coaxing her:
"Miss, please!"

The receptionist glanced down at the banknotes. Considering the money, she figured nothing was insurmountable, so she picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered a few words.

Soon a woman in a uniform walked gracefully over. She was wearing flesh-colored stockings and heels, and the uniform she was wearing was a lighter color.

Zhang Yang stared intently as the slender, graceful woman walked over, swallowing hard.

He subconsciously straightened his clothes and fiddled with his hair a few times.

They seemed to have forgotten that they had just come out of the private room and were about to leave.

Bai Yu had seen all kinds of beautiful women, and the check-up call had put him in a bad mood. He only glanced at the woman in her direction before staring at Wen Jie with interest.

He still couldn't figure out how Wenjie had gotten into such a disheveled state in the half hour before and after entering the private room. Wenjie was intently scrutinizing the woman in uniform; he looked her over repeatedly and said confidently:
"It's not her!"

The receptionist was taken aback. She looked at the room records on the computer, then at technician number 8 who was walking over, and asked in surprise, "Weren't you in charge of room 806 just now?"

The girl blinked her bright eyes and said, "Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Wenjie stepped forward, took out a few red bills from his wallet, and handed them to her, saying, "Who exactly went to 806? Do you know her?"

"That's fresh. I've always been in charge of room 806." The woman in uniform took the money, rolled her eyes, and turned to leave.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The receptionist coughed lightly, as if trying to remind Wenjie of something.

Wenjie was a little annoyed and said, "It really wasn't her just now. Can you find out who it was?"

As he spoke, he waved the wallet containing his money in front of the receptionist.

"Can't find it!" the receptionist said coldly, inwardly cursing: "Crazy."

At this moment, Wang Hui also came out.

From a distance, I could see Wenjie bribing the receptionist, seemingly asking her something.

He felt a chill run down his spine, worried that his tricks would be discovered.

When he and Bai Yu escorted Wen Jie to the private room, he secretly took a room key and gave it to a reporter from an entertainment tabloid whom he had bribed beforehand.

Reporters are very familiar with this kind of commercial hype. Some people become famous and gain popularity by using gossip news, while others fall off the trending list and are blacklisted by the media.

The reason he came out late was not because he was distracted by women, but because he had been keeping a close eye on the situation.

He orchestrated this whole thing tonight with the sole purpose of bringing down Wenjie.

Spend big money to accomplish big things!

Otherwise, he must be out of his mind to throw away tens of thousands of dollars just to make his buddies have some fun.

However, the confrontation he expected did not occur. Room 806 was initially noisy, but became extremely quiet after the reporter broke in.

what happened?

The reporter he hired makes a living in this industry and is very experienced in dealing with all kinds of drama and exposure scenarios.

The live stream depicts the decadent and dissolute lifestyle of a playboy, featuring a few messy and morally bankrupt images, accompanied by the reporter's sharp and embarrassing commentary...

perfect!

Wen Jie, the son of the general manager of Huahai International branch who had never appeared in the news media before, has had his image collapse, confirming his status as a scumbag.

It's estimated that there's no need for bribery; all sorts of tabloids will sense the buzz surrounding this sensational news and rush over to ride the wave of popularity.

Creating a buzz to grab headlines—isn't that their usual tactic?

But all of this died quietly.

Wang Hui was unwilling to accept that the large sum of cash he threw out had gone down the drain without even making a ripple.

He dialed the reporter's number, and the reporter answered the phone quickly and efficiently.

"Hello, Mr. Wang!"

Wang Hui immediately got angry. "What's so good about it? He even has the nerve to greet me."

"This is not good. What happened tonight? Where's the exclusive news I wanted? Where's the gossip headline I wanted?" Wang Hui unconsciously clenched his fists, his teeth grinding together.

If word gets out, he'll end up in a lose-lose situation despite spending money.

Thinking of this, he slammed his fist against the wall, and pain, along with a feeling of defeat, swept over him.

(End of this chapter)