Chapter 37 Doing Business It took more than ten minutes for Zhang Ailun to follow Simone to the Indian restaurant where she usually worked. The store has officially opened for business, and you can see the Indians inside starting to get busy. The store is not big, and the dining area is only about 20 square meters. It is inconspicuous on the streets of Los Angeles. It is located in a remote area and the hygiene is average. There is a homeless tent across the other street. Few people visit it. Most of the people who eat here are Indian students and immigrants. "To be honest, I suspect the real purpose of this restaurant owner hiring you is to take advantage of you." Zhang Ailun complained. "Whatever, after today, I don't want to see anything about this restaurant anymore!" Simone was very disdainful of this, "I'm planning to quit my job!!" "So what do you plan to do next?" Zhang Ailun asked. "Let's take one step at a time." Simone spread her hands. "Maybe I'll go ask Jennifer how she picks up men on the street? Getting rich people to willingly pay for you is also a street art!" “That’s not a good idea.”
Zhang Ailun immediately persuaded her, "If you are willing, you can join us in reselling cans." Simone rolled her eyes. "I don't think a man who relies on selling his body for money would honestly do such a thing." Zhang Ailun was speechless, realizing that it was all because of his bad mouth. He explained, "It's not like that at all. I just happened to pick up my employer's wallet, and she invited me to her house to thank me." "And you did it?" Simone looked at him strangely. "That's about right." Zhang Ailun told the truth. He just liked to tell the truth. "You adapt so quickly!" Simone didn't know whether she was mocking him or praising him. Naturally, Zhang Ailun did not refute anything. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. "Okay, wait outside first, Alan. When I give you a signal, rush in with your phone and record the other person's ugly face and movements. If he doesn't agree to our request, post the video on social media and make it public! Then beat him up!" Simone didn't want to talk to him about the process and feelings of this matter anymore, so she got back to the point. Isn’t this a honey trap? Zhang Ailun thought about it for a moment and thought it was a good plan. But think about it, Indians have the most sexual assault scandals and have no idea how to respect others. I am also punishing evil and promoting good, so I don't feel any psychological pressure at all. Trigger a special mission: On the Nth day in America, on the West Coast, cooperate with the black girl to blackmail her boss. Reward: Favor from black girls, street popularity in the beggars’ circle, a request or bonus that’s not too outrageous? "Ok. I can help you with that." Simone smiled, "You are such a good friend!!" After saying that, he parked his bicycle next to the restaurant and walked in with his backpack. The Indian guy also greeted her enthusiastically, speaking curry-flavored English, "Hello, Simone." "Hey, Kieran, is the boss here?" "Of course, he's in the office in the back kitchen," said Kieran.
"Thanks, sweetheart." Simone twisted her waist and blew a passionate kiss to the Indian boy, making him completely bewildered. Zhang Ailun folded his arms and waited patiently outside the restaurant, watching the passers-by. About three minutes later, screams were heard in the restaurant, accompanied by a curse beginning with F. Zhang Ailun perked up, put on the hood of his sweatshirt, and immediately broke open the door of the restaurant and rushed in. "Hey! Man! We're not officially open yet! This isn't a shelter!!" The Indian guy looked at the Asian face that broke in and his friendly attitude immediately changed. He immediately walked up and blocked the way arrogantly. "Fuck you!" Zhang Ailun walked over aggressively without saying a word, and hit the guy's jaw with a lightning punch. With a bang, the guy rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. There was still a smile on his face, as if he was sleeping like a baby. "Oh! Shit!!" Everyone around was shocked. Zhang Ailun didn't use much force. After all, the opponent's chin was not as hard as Lao Hei's. Even so, the impact of this punch is unparalleled. The employees in the restaurant were so frightened that they didn't dare to stop Zhang Ailun. They just stood there without even daring to breathe. After all, what are you going to do with two thousand dollars a month? Zhang Ailun rushed directly to the kitchen and pushed open the office door. Soon, a middle-aged man, slightly plump, dressed in a suit and tie, with dark skin, was seen standing in the room, looking at a loss. Simone had her hair disheveled and her coat thrown on the ground. She was hiding in a corner, looking frightened. "Fxxk you!!" Zhang Ailun walked angrily up to the confused boss, grabbed his collar, lifted him up with his strength, and pushed him hard against the metal cabinet. There was a loud bang, with great force. "Hey! Hey! Calm down! Friend!!" The restaurant owner was frightened. His feet were off the ground. He was pulled by the collar and pushed around. He felt pain in his chest and it was difficult for him to breathe. "Shut up!" Zhang Ailun punched him in the face, and the fist collapsed with a crunch. The restaurant owner looked at the fist that had punched through the metal cabinet and thought about what would happen if the fist had hit his face. He was dumbfounded. He stumbled and said, "OK, OK..." "Hey, Simone, are you okay?" Zhang Ailun looked back at Simone and winked. "I'm fine, Alan, dear, thanks to you for coming in time, otherwise I don't know what would have happened, it's so terrible!" The black girl looked very aggrieved, as if she had survived a disaster. And in a place where the boss couldn't see, he said in spoken language: What the hell is wrong with you? Have you forgotten something? Zhang Ailun then remembered that he didn't take the video with his cell phone for evidence. This is really the first time I have done this, and I feel a little unfamiliar and excited, not quite used to it. If they dare to play a honey trap today, won’t they dare to buy for free tomorrow? Will they rob the Maze Bank and the Federal Reserve of gold the day after tomorrow? The day after tomorrow we will definitely buy islands, prepare weapons, and establish the Perico private armed group. He immediately took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and without changing his expression, he held down the restaurant owner with one hand to control him and collected evidence on the spot.
He pointed the camera at the restaurant owner, released him, and looked at him expressionlessly and seriously, "You're the one who wants to rape my girlfriend?" "Rape? No!!! This is a misunderstanding!!" The restaurant owner was a little panicked. I didn't expect that just wanting to harass a female employee and take advantage of her would get me into trouble and I was caught on the spot by her boyfriend. Sexual harassment and rape are very serious charges. Once he is accused of this, he will no longer be able to open his restaurant. Who can blame him for being just a foreigner with a green card, not an old bannerman with a blue passport? He immediately yelled at the camera, "You can't accuse me like this!!" "Shut up! If you keep yelling, I'll beat the shit out of you and then beat you back into the shit!!" Zhang Ailun's threatening words worked, and the restaurant owner immediately fell silent and obeyed submissively. Zhang Ailun saw this and smiled contemptuously: "A toad chasing a frog, an ugly flower. What's so great about you, the white elephant?" "Fxxk! Alan! I'm not a frog!!" Inadvertently injuring a friendly soldier, Zhang Ailun immediately replied: "Sorry baby, I didn't mean it." "That's what this guy thinks. He always wants to touch me at work. If I don't agree, he will find all kinds of reasons to deduct my salary!!" Simone looked at the restaurant owner with a bad face, "I just wanted to get my salary back, but this bastard used it as a threat to make me masturbate and sleep with him! He also said that he prefers white girls to black girls, and that black girls are so cheap that they are only worth a few dozen dollars. He is racially discriminating!!" Hey! Can you please take a good look at me before you say this? I'm even darker than you...How dare you say such a thing? Doesn't your conscience hurt? The restaurant owner felt very aggrieved. (End of this chapter)