色五月激情五月亚洲综合

“Get out, or I’ll really get angry,” Ye Xiong’s face darkened.

Wang Shu had no choice but to pick up the pajamas from the floor and leave the room reluctantly.

After Wang Shu left, Ye Xiong remained agitated for a long time, consumed by lustful fire.

Having been tempted by Wang Shu, to say he didn’t want her would be a lie, but subconsciously, he felt he shouldn’t have a relationship with her.

The next morning, Ye Xiong slept in late. By the time he woke up, everyone except the maid was gone from the house.

“The breakfast is keeping warm in the nest, I’ll go fetch it for you,” seeing Ye Xiong come downstairs, the maid hurried to get the breakfast.

“No need to bother, I can get it myself,” Ye Xiong hastily said.

But the maid didn’t give him a chance and soon brought over several breakfast items.

There were buns, porridge, and meat, very hearty.

“I didn’t know what you like to eat, so I prepared a bit of everything,” the maid said.

Ye Xiong was not particular about food and ate whatever was available.

“Maid, next time don’t go to all this trouble for me. If you treat me like a VIP every time I come, I’ll be afraid to visit again,” he said.

He fully understood the maid’s feelings of gratitude, therefore felt she owed him something.

“Okay, okay, I’ll prepare less next time,” the maid nodded repeatedly.

After some small talk, Ye Xiong was getting ready to leave when suddenly he received a call from the hotel.

“President Ye, it’s bad, there’s trouble at the hotel.”

About ten minutes later, Ye Xiong returned to the hotel to find the security manager Su Liang hurrying over.

“What’s going on?” asked Ye Xiong.

“The police are going to seal off our hotel,” Su Liang explained the situation.

As it turned out, several international guests had arrived at the hotel the previous night and rented rooms. This morning, the vice squad carried out a surprise inspection. They caught twelve men and women in the act in one of the Presidential Suites, comprising six foreign guests and six local prostitutes. The police immediately took them in for questioning.

“Those prostitutes, how did they get into the club without being registered?” Ye Xiong demanded.

“The receptionist, Xiao Hong, was careless and didn’t notice people coming in; she didn’t register them,” Su Liang replied.

“And the security staff, they didn’t know anything about six unidentified women entering?” Ye Xiong roared in anger.

“Last night, only three security guards were on duty in the monitoring room. It seems they dozed off while watching the screens.”

“How are you managing your job as the head of security?” Ye Xiong bellowed furiously, pointing at Su Liang’s nose and scolding, “During the night shift, there should be at least five people working. Where did the other two go?”

“They had personal matters and took leave,” said Su Liang with his head down.

Just last night, they had been drinking together and Su Liang thought President Ye might save him some face. Little did he know that Ye would not spare him at all and even cursed him in front of so many people.

“Can’t you manage a shift swap? It seems that lately, all of you have grown too comfortable without any competition, becoming complacent, don’t you think? Do you not have any sense of crisis?”

The surrounding employees, who had never imagined the usually affable President Ye could explode in such anger, were all scared into silence, not even daring to breathe loudly.

“What are you staring at? Get back to work,” Ye Xiong’s face seethed.

The employees scattered like smoke.

Ye Xiong headed to Du Yuehua’s office.

Inside the office at that moment, Du Yuehua was incessantly making phone calls, hoping to get some help. However, judging by her demeanor, she was clearly hitting a wall.

Du Yuehua slumped onto the sofa in defeat.

For those in the hotel business, nothing was more feared than being implicated in prostitution. Once the establishment was sealed off, the business would grind to a halt. The sealing off wouldn’t last just a day or two but could go on for months.

If the hotel was closed for two months for rectification, its business would be completely lost.

“Sister Hua, any news?” Ye walked in and asked.

Du Yuehua shook her head, “I reached out to a few friends, but as soon as they heard it involved prostitution, they all steered clear. With the current crackdown on prostitution, they’re afraid of getting burnt themselves.”

“That’s to be expected. Relying on others at this time is impossible; we can only rely on ourselves,” he said.

“This is clearly someone targeting our hotel. Ye Xiong, do you know who it might be?” Du Yuehua asked.

Ye Xiong already had a suspicion in his mind.

This move was ruthless, managing to put the hotel in a dangerous position without lifting a finger. Now with both witnesses and evidence present, who else could devise such a plan, if not He Mengji, acclaimed as Huaxia’s mastermind?

“Don’t worry; I’ll handle this matter,” Ye Xiong reassured her.

Sister Hua had unquestionable faith in Ye Xiong’s abilities, hoping that, like the last poisoning incident, this too would pass without trouble.

After consoling Du Yuehua, Ye Xiong called Luo Weiwei to inform her about the situation.

A moment later, Luo Weiwei called back, telling him that the statements of the six prostitutes were highly consistent. They claimed they were escorts provided by the hotel, ready to attend to clients whenever needed, and that they had been doing it for over half a year.

Keeping prostitutes my ass, if the hotel really had prostitutes, I would be the first to know. Would it be the turn of a few dead foreigners?

Unfortunately, the police wouldn’t buy his story.

Unless the person framing them from behind the scenes was caught, there was no way to shake off the suspicion.

It seemed it was time to have a talk with He Mengji.