I took two steps backwards from the inertia and had to balance myself. I looked up and realized that it was Lily. Her face was flushed and there were tears in her eyes. She cried the moment she saw me.
“Barbara…”
“What happened?” I asked as I frowned.
“Upstairs in the Peony Room, they’re crazy…”
I was taken aback, but I quickly went the stairs. There were three floors in this building, and the highest floor was where the VIP rooms were located. The minimum spending was twenty thousand and I would normally assign these important customers to my brighter subordinates.
I heard someone yelling as I stood outside of the Peony Room.
“Drink up!”
The person sounded like he had the authority and was extremely arrogant. His voice exploded like a grenade in the room and the other sounds drowned in his loud voice.
I peeped into the room through the glass on the door. The ladies in there were so scared that they turned off the music and were trying to sneak out. Though, they were halted by a man by the door. He slapped one of them harshly on the face.
“My boss didn’t say that you could leave,” said a man with yellow hair rudely and cockily.
“I… I just wanted to leave...!” One young lady was so frightened and she started sobbing as she squatted down.
A plump man put his leg on the edge of the couch table. He was drunk and he yelled at the ladies in front of him.
“Here’s the money, here’s the fucking money! You get one bill if you drink a cup. Come over here, all of you, right now. Drink up and the more you drink the more money you’ll get.”
“Sir, I’m sorry. I cannot drink because I’m on my period.”
“So what? Stop crying and drink. It’s not like your family is dead or something. Drink up…”
“Ah, I’m sorry, please let me go…”
The room was filled with screaming and pleading. Rage was burning inside of me seeing the ladies bawling their eyes begging the men.
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