Dragon Head Supreme Chapter 148

Chapter 148: A Man Can’t Hold Back Forever

Li Yue Dong personally led Chen Xue Wen and his crew upstairs to the finest private room in the establishment. After making sure they were well accommodated, he personally brought up a selection of top-tier liquor before bowing slightly and taking his leave.

As for the girls, Chen Xue Wen allowed everyone to pick whoever they preferred. The rest were dismissed.

Though Li Yue Dong insisted that all the girls stay to entertain them, Chen Xue Wen wasn’t about to empty the whole club for his sake. The man still had a business to run—if all the girls were here, there wouldn’t be any left for other customers.

In this line of work, mutual respect and courtesy went a long way.

If someone gives me an inch, I give them a foot in return.

Since Li Yue Dong had shown such consideration, Chen Xue Wen wasn’t about to make things difficult for him.

Lai Hou, Li Er Yong, and the others excitedly picked out their favorite girls, while Cheng Yong and the three younger guys were more hesitant. Eventually, Lai Hou took the liberty of selecting a few girls to stay and drink with them.

From their choices, one could easily discern each man’s preferences.

Ding Three, ever the lecher, went straight for the girl with the most prominent curves. He was shameless but direct.

Meanwhile, Gu Hong Bing, seated beside him, didn’t pick anyone and instead quietly nibbled on fruit, which surprised Chen Xue Wen.

“Hong Bing, you didn’t find anyone to your liking?” Chen Xue Wen asked.

Ding Three waved a hand dismissively. “Don’t bother. This guy’s got a… particular taste. He likes good girls.”

Chen Xue Wen raised an eyebrow. This counts as a special preference? How is he any different from those depraved historical figures?

Of course, he wasn’t particularly interested in these matters. He kept only one girl by his side, a familiar face—Little Man, a close friend of Wu Li Hong.

She obediently sat beside him, peeling fruit and pouring tea. Whether he was at dinner or a nightclub, Chen Xue Wen never touched alcohol.

In truth, he wouldn’t have come to a place like this if not for his brothers. His downfall had once been caused by a woman—his family ruined, his life shattered. Since then, he had imposed strict self-discipline when it came to such temptations.

Just as they were chatting, a server knocked and entered. “Brother Wen, someone outside says he was sent by Boss Hu. He wishes to see you.”

Chen Xue Wen nodded. “Let him in.”

Moments later, a man in a suit and glasses stepped inside.

Chen Xue Wen recognized him. This was the same man who had delivered him a three-million-dollar check last time.

The man approached, bowing slightly. “Brother Wen, my apologies. The bank was quite busy today, so the funds were processed later than expected.”

“As a result, this check arrived later than planned. Please forgive the delay.”

Chen Xue Wen glanced at the check—three million, clear as day.

Satisfied, he nodded. “Thank Boss Hu for me.”

The man bowed again and left, his attitude significantly more respectful than before.

Ding Three leaned over, glancing at the check. “Three million? Not bad.”

Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “This is Boss Hu’s punishment.”

“I handled Snake for him, yet he turned around and sold Electronic Dynasty to Uncle Quan. He had to pay a price for that.”

“At the very least, he needs to understand what he can and cannot do.”

Ding Three grinned and suddenly said, “Transfer me a million tomorrow.”

Chen Xue Wen gave him a look before nodding. “No problem.”

“Here, take the check. Handle it yourself tomorrow.”

Without hesitation, he handed the check to Ding Three.

Ding Three smirked, holding it up. “Wen, this is three million.”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll run off with it?”

Chen Xue Wen smiled. “Third Brother, you said it yourself.”

“Making money isn’t hard for you.”

“If three million is what it takes to see your true colors, then it’s a price worth paying.”

Ding Three burst into laughter, slapping Chen Xue Wen on the shoulder. “Relax. This million will be well spent!”

The group continued drinking, chatting, and having fun until past midnight, after which they booked rooms at a nearby hotel to rest.

Chen Xue Wen signaled to Li Er Yong to settle the bill, but before the money even left his hands, Li Yue Dong rushed in, breathless.

“Brother Wen, what’s the meaning of this?”

“I said I’d cover tonight’s expenses, and you—” he pointed at Er Yong. “You sent Brother Yong to pay? That’s a slap to my face!”

Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Manager Li, we’re all brothers here. No need to be so formal.”

Li Yue Dong thumped his chest. “It’s precisely because we’re brothers that I can’t let this slide.”

“Brother Wen, are you looking down on me, Li Yue Dong? If you respect me, let me handle this. Tonight’s expenses, I’ll cover them all!”

Xue Wen smiled, clapping him on the shoulder. “Alright. Since you insist, the drinks and the private room are yours. But the girls’ fees still need to be settled.”

Li Yue Dong opened his mouth to argue, but Xue Wen cut him off. “That’s the rule.”

Left with no choice, Li Yue Dong nodded.

It was only fair. The girls earned their keep through tips, and if he paid them from the club’s account, he’d likely give the bare minimum. That wouldn’t be good for business. The girls wouldn’t be happy, and next time, they might not want to serve the guests properly.

Xue Wen had learned this from Wu Li Hong. So, he had Li Er Yong handle it. And he wasn’t stingy about it either—he made sure to give the highest rate. If he was taking his brothers out for a night of fun, it had to be worth it. Money wasn’t an issue.

Besides, these girls worked hard. He wasn’t about to shortchange them.

When they arrived at the hotel, the receptionist—a fair-skinned woman in her late twenties—greeted them warmly and handed over the room keys.

Xue Wen noticed Gu Hong Bing’s gaze lingering on her, his eyes lighting up with interest.

As the others headed to their rooms, Gu Hong Bing loitered at the front desk, chatting the woman up.

Xue Wen sighed. “That guy… his taste sure is unique.”

Inside the room, Little Man followed Xue Wen.

As soon as they entered, Xue Wen pulled out five hundred yuan and handed it to her. “Here.”

She hesitated, glancing at him cautiously, then reached for her buttons.

Xue Wen held up a hand. “You’ve got it wrong.”

“This five hundred is your fee for coming out tonight.”

“It’s late. You should head home and rest.”

Realization dawned on her. He wasn’t asking her to stay with him.

“Brother Wen, I… I can’t accept this.” She shook her head.

Xue Wen smiled. “It’s fine. It’s the rule—if you leave with a guest, you get paid.”

“Take it, call it an early night.”

He stuffed the money into her hands and gently led her to the door.

Once she was gone, Xue Wen exhaled slowly. He was a man, after all. Having a woman like her around wasn’t exactly easy on his self-control.

But some lines couldn’t be crossed.

He locked the door with the chain, then went to the window, checking the outside. Making sure there were no unexpected surprises had become second nature after everything he’d been through.

Just as he finished his sweep, there was a knock at the door.

His heart tightened.

In one swift motion, he pulled out his bone cutting knife, stepped silently to the door, and asked, voice low and sharp, “Who is it?”

“Brother Wen, it’s me.” Little Man’s voice came through.

He let out a breath but still checked through the peephole before unlocking the door. “What’s wrong?”

She didn’t answer. Instead, she stepped inside and shut the door behind her.

In the dim light, she fumbled with her dress, slipping it off her shoulders.

Xue Wen’s eyes widened. “What are you doing?”

“I told you, I don’t need this. You should go home and rest.”

Her dress fell away, revealing her graceful figure.

She stepped closer, pressing her warm, soft body against him.

Her lips hovered by his ear as she whispered, “Sister Hong called me just now.”