I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 352 No Need to Be a Waiter Anymore_1

Chapter 352: Chapter 352 No Need to Be a Waiter Anymore_1

"Glad you know, now get back to work!" the supervisor nodded in satisfaction.

Bullying Du Mingliang every day made him feel extraordinarily good.

Those who used to be untouchable were now under his command, to bully as he pleased.

This feeling was indeed incomparably satisfying.

It would be his bragging material for a long time to come.

Just then, the manager came in and said, "Du Mingliang, someone is looking for you."

Du Mingliang was startled, "Who is it?"

The manager replied, "I don’t know, the person is in private room 3, I’ll give you ten minutes to take a break, go ahead."

Du Mingliang nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, Manager."

With curious feelings, Du Mingliang left the kitchen and went to private room 3, where he saw a young man about his age.

But, he didn’t recognize him.

"I’m Du Mingliang, are you looking for me?" Du Mingliang asked.

"Have a seat," the youth was, of course, Qian Haoming, gesturing with his hand.

Du Mingliang sat down, remained silent, and waited with a puzzled look for the other party to continue.

After all, the other party would certainly explain why they were looking for him.

"Your family used to have a few hundred million, and now here you are working as a waiter, how does that feel?" Qian Haoming asked with a smile.

"Sir, are you here to make fun of me?" Du Mingliang’s face instantly darkened.

What other feeling could there be? Was that even a question?

This unknown guy was obviously rubbing salt into his wound.

"I didn’t mean that, don’t get me wrong. I asked you this mainly because it’s relevant to why I’m looking for you. Based on your answer, I got what I needed, and now we can talk business," Qian Haoming said with a smile.

"Just say it, the manager only gave me ten minutes. If I don’t go back on time, I’ll get scolded again," Du Mingliang said impatiently.

"You don’t need to worry about anything. As long as you help me with this matter, you won’t have to work as a waiter anymore," Qian Haoming said.

"What do you want me to help you with?" Du Mingliang asked curiously.

"I did some digging into your background. Your family’s company was ruined by Shen Dong. Do you hate Shen Dong?" Qian Haoming asked.

"Nonsense, I’d love to flay his skin and pull his tendons!" Du Mingliang’s eyes twinkled with hatred as he spoke through gritted teeth.

"That’s good, it proves I found the right person," Qian Haoming said, pleased with Du Mingliang’s response.

"You want me to go after Shen Dong?" Du Mingliang wasn’t a fool; he sensed something in the tone.

"That’s right, if you do this for me, I’ll give you one million US dollars and can even get you to Lighthouse Country. Are you willing to do it?" Qian Haoming asked.

"That depends on how you want me to go after Shen Dong," Du Mingliang replied, not foolish enough to agree immediately.

Although he was eager to take down Shen Dong, with such enticing terms, he sensed that things were not so simple. He wanted to see what was involved before agreeing to anything.

"I think someone like Shen Dong, who bankrupts another’s family at will, should not remain in this world. What do you think?" Qian Haoming said.

At that, Du Mingliang understood—this was about taking Shen Dong’s life.

In other words, he was being asked to kill Shen Dong.

Though he wanted Shen Dong dead, it had only ever been a thought.

Murder comes with the death penalty.

As the saying goes, better to live a wretched life than have a good death.

Even living like a dog, he didn’t want to die.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have endured such hard work and the supervisor’s daily abuse.

"Can you guarantee my passage to Lighthouse Country?" Du Mingliang pondered. Going to Lighthouse Country might actually be worth it.

After all, the police back home couldn’t possibly chase him to Lighthouse Country.

Moreover, going to Lighthouse Country, it wouldn’t be so easy for the domestic police to catch him.

"Of course, I can assure you of that," Qian Haoming nodded.

"Your verbal assurance is useless to me, I need you to prove it." Du Mingliang wasn’t foolish, he wasn’t about to just take Qian Haoming at his word.

"How do you need me to prove it?" Qian Haoming asked.

"That’s your problem to figure out, just as long as you can make me believe it," Du Mingliang spread his hands.

"You know about the Luoke Family from Lighthouse Country, don’t you?" Qian Haoming asked.

"I know, so what?" Although Du Mingliang was a second-generation rich kid who only knew about eating, drinking, and having fun, he was aware of the Luoke Family from Lighthouse Country.

There was no helping it, the Luoke Family was simply too famous.

Even if one didn’t know them well, they’d at least heard of them.

They were a very prominent financial family, holding a pivotal position in a capitalist country like Lighthouse Country.

"Good to know. My girlfriend is the most cherished daughter of the family head of the Luoke Family, we are going to get married soon, and I can get you to Lighthouse Country without any problem," Qian Haoming said with a touch of pride.

"Holy shit! You’re that awesome?!" Du Mingliang was stunned.

The person before him was about the same age as himself.

And yet, he was the boyfriend of the most cherished daughter of the family head of the Luoke Family.

This was practically a direct entry into the uppermost echelons of Lighthouse Country’s society.

Such a person was not to be underestimated.

Then looking back at himself, he used to be a rich second generation, now just a waiter.

The gap was truly immense.

"Not bad," Qian Haoming said with a modest smile.

"Wait, you say you’re the boyfriend of the most cherished daughter of the Luoke Family head, but how do I know if what you’re saying is true?"

Du Mingliang sensed something and felt the issue still required caution.

Who knew if this guy was a fraud?

"You know nothing about the Luoke Family, it’s really impossible for me to prove it. My girlfriend has come to Dragon Country, even if I let you see her, you wouldn’t be able to tell if she is the miss of the Luoke Family," Qian Haoming frowned.

"Someone like your girlfriend must have attended some ceremonies or grand events, right?" Du Mingliang’s mind raced, finding a way to verify.

"Of course, she attended the Niu City Fashion Event last year, which was hosted by the News Corporation. My girlfriend was the finale guest," Qian Haoming said.

"Okay, I’ll check it out." Du Mingliang immediately took out his phone to look up the news.

He found reports by domestic news agencies.

On a fashion magazine, indeed there was a report about the most cherished daughter of the Luoke Family head attending the event, complete with photos.

He showed Qian Haoming the image on his phone: "This is your girlfriend?"

Qian Haoming nodded, "That’s right."

Du Mingliang said, "Video call your girlfriend for me, I want to see if she really is your girlfriend. Only then will I believe what you say, otherwise I can’t trust you."

"Okay," Qian Haoming nodded, thinking this was actually a good idea.

This guy was pretty sharp; he himself hadn’t thought of proving it this way.

He took out his phone and made a video call to Annie.

"Darling, how’s it going?" Annie appeared on the screen.

She was wearing a bathrobe, sitting on the bed.

Seeing her, Du Mingliang was astonished.

This woman was too beautiful, even more so than in her photos.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, she was incredibly attractive.

This woman was indeed Annie, the miss of the Luoke Family.