Way back to Our Past

16. A Sticky Problem

Translator: Snowball

After lunch, instead of going back to the company, Wang Zicheng walked with Qu Wan from the park to the shopping mall.

Only when Qu Wan reminded him of an emergency meeting at 2:00 pm did he reluctantly drive back to the office.

Wang Zicheng shortened the meeting from two hours to half an hour and as soon as he got back to his office, he asked Qu Wan to massage for him on the pretext of his aching back.

A moment later, his assistant came in with a file. Wang Zicheng leafed it through and next, the uninhibited smile on his face turned to a serious look.

Qu Wan put a cup of tea in front of him in silence and then walked aside.

After a while, Wang Zicheng looked up at her while asking, “Is there anything planned for tonight?”

“Yes. You have an appointment with Director Chen of the Urban Construction Bureau,” Qu Wan immediately answered.

Wang Zicheng shifted his attention to the file in his hands again and reviewed it thoughtfully for a few times.

Qu Wan had never seen such a serious look on this dandy’s face before, and it came to her that maybe Wang Zicheng wasn’t that frivolous as he seemed.

After gazing at the file for a while, Wang Zicheng nodded with a solemn expression.

The director of the Urban Construction Bureau, Mr. Chen, was the key to his bid with the Ling family, so he had to get him on his side this evening at any cost.

However, as even he knew how important Director Chen was, Ling Mubai, who was locally born and bred, must know this even better.

Moreover, it was said that Ling Mubai would become the mayor’s son-in-law soon, so Wang Zicheng was at a disadvantage.

If Mayor Jiang butted in, he would have a slight chance of winning the bid.

Looking at his grave and worried look, Qu Wan could tell that he had gotten a sticky problem.

Though she also worked for Wang Zicheng, Qu Wan’s job was more that of a secretary than an assistant, so in addition to serving him tea and arranging his trip, she never got involved in his business.

Xiao Yu had reminded her to mind her own business in the company and not to poke her nose into other people’s.

Therefore, whenever the executives of the company reported to Wang Zicheng, Qu Wan would offer to leave the meeting room.

It was off work and she was about to go home when Wang Zicheng suddenly stopped her. “Go to dinner with me this evening.”

The dinner party was arranged at the best restaurant in the city.

When she walked into the box, Qu Wan saw each of the leaders had a hot girl by his side. These beauties kept on toasting and obviously the leaders enjoyed their service very much.

Wang Zicheng was very familiar with such occasions.

After dinner, he took those people to the most famous cash-burning place, the Dynasty Night Club, and paid for all the call girls of this club so that the leaders could pick them at will.

Everyone in the box seemed to be exited and after a few bottles of wine, those ‘gentlemen’ showed their true colors and started groping those call girls.

Seeing that someone even started ripping the clothes of a girl on the sofa, Qu Wan rose to her feet and left the box.

Unlike the noise inside, it was very quiet in the corridor. Leaning against the wall outside the washroom, Qu Wan rubbed her temples with her eyes closed, trying to relax her tension.

To her surprise, when she opened her eyes again, she suddenly saw a man staring at her with lustful eyes.

“Hey sugar, how much do you charge a night?”

Qu Wan was startled and she immediately turned to leave. However, that man kept on running after her until she was cornered.

This guy had gotten drunk and thrown up all over the floor in the washroom. The moment he walked out, he saw a gorgeous woman, who aroused his lust for sex in an instant.

Not wanting to talk to him, Qu Wan put on her sunglasses and was about to leave. However, the man suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and leaned forward in an obvious attempt to kiss her.

In a panic, Qu Wan raised her palm unconsciously.

“Pa!” The man froze on the spot before he flared up a few seconds later. “How dare you slap me?” he stared at the woman in front of him furiously.

“Mr. Chen, are you okay?” Two sturdy men walked over.

“I’m fine! Take her to the box!” he ordered, giving Qu Wan a filthy look.

“Mr. Chen, she doesn’t work here.”

“I don’t care! She slapped me, so she deserves a good lesson!”

Daring not disobey his command, the two pulled Qu Wan away.

No matter how desperately she struggled, Qu Wan couldn’t break free from three men’s grip and soon she was dragged into the box.

After closing the door, those two guys guarded by it while Mr. Chen walking over to her with a sullen look.

“What do you want? Let me out!” Qu Wan was so frightened that her voice trembled.

“You’re going to pay the price for attacking me!” Mr. Chen said while closing in on her. Qu Wan backed away until she reached the wall.

“If you dare move any closer, I’m going to shout for help!”

“Go ahead! I’d like to see who’s bold enough to break into my box!” Mr. Chen seized Qu Wan by the collar and gave her such a tug that the front of her shirt was torn in an instant.

She immediately folded her arms in front of her chest. However, with another harsh sound, the side of her shirt was also torn apart by that man, who threw her onto the sofa and pinned her under him next.

Qu Wan felt like vomiting when the strong smell of alcohol rushed into her nostrils. “Let go of me! You scum!” she cursed while dodging from side to side, trying to avoid being kissed by him.

Qu Wan’s struggle made Mr. Chen even more excited. Staring at her with bloodshot eyes, he felt like his blood was boiling.

Pressing her against the sofa with a hand, he went on ripping her clothes with the other one, and soon Qu Wan’s fair skin was exposed in front of him.

Swallowing hard, he moved his hand to her skirt.

Qu Wan was aware that her chances of escape were slim, so she frantically scratched the face of this man who was caught off guard and left a few scratches on it.

No woman Mr. Chen hit on had ever managed to escape. After being scratched, he lost his temper and slapped Qu Wan in the face.

Looking back at those two guys, he yelled, “Strip her of her clothes! It will be your turn after I had fun!”

With her head buzzing, Qu Wan sensed a salty, fishy taste in her mouth.

When she was in despair, the door of the box was suddenly kicked open, and then a tall, strong figure stepped in. “Mr. Chen, seems you’re in a good mood!”

Hearing the familiar voice, Qu Wan immediately raised her head before she saw Ling Mubai looking in the direction of the sofa coldly in a black suit.