"Slap."
Bai Yan lit a cigarette, grinning as he listened to Manager Liu's screams of agony.
"You must learn to enjoy this; getting beaten is necessary! Because I'm teaching you a lesson on how to be a human being!"
Bai Yan's words were an exact echo of what Manager Liu had said to him before, returned unaltered, stabbing Manager Liu in the heart with vicious sarcasm on top of the physical pain!
Damn, this slap to the face is beyond humiliating!
"Ah! It hurts, it hurts! Please stop hitting me! I swear I'll never deceive anyone again!"
Manager Liu's voice grew even more miserable, filled with the shame of utter disgracement.
Bai Yan cheerfully shouted to the crowd, "Guys, go easy, don't kill him, alright?"
"Yes, President!"
The young men who were beating him were thrilled, yelling out loud, each eager to show their presence in front of Bai Yan.
Perhaps, most of them harbored a notion of making amends.
After all, people were still simple at heart.
