Chapter 344 Who doesn’t love money?

Ma Zhican stared at Cheng Ling's small butt and long straight legs while she was climbing the tree for a long time before he put down the photo.

"Then you should get ready and bring her to me."

After looking at Cheng Ling's photo, he instantly felt that the girl next to him was not attractive.

"Get out of the way!"

Ma Zhican suddenly raised his foot and kicked the two girls next to him to the ground one by one.

The two girls were defenseless.

One of the girls was kicked down by him, and her forehead happened to hit the corner of the hard marble table violently.

Blood began to flow from the impact point instantly.

The uninjured girl, regardless of the pain in her body, quickly reached out to help the injured girl up.

The injured girl grabbed her companion under the table and shook her head slightly.

It means don't care about yourself.

If you care about yourself, Ma Zhican will be even more furious-it's as if they are accusing him of doing something wrong or not doing it well.

The uninjured girl hesitated and finally put down her hand.

Seeing this, the other girls who were singing in the room couldn't help but shudder and became afraid.

But no one stopped singing.

If they stopped, they would be beaten too.

They might even be beaten to death.

Several girls have already died.

In the eyes of these beasts, these girls are all playthings.

Playthings!

How can there be any good things like righteousness, kindness, tenacity, and courage?

If there are, then kill them.

So, they could only continue to sing songs with happy rhythms with a smile on their faces.

Ma Zhican squinted his eyes and looked at the injured girl.

Let's see what she will do.

The blood on the girl's forehead flowed down along her brow and cheek.

In a few seconds, half of her face was stained red with blood.

Her forehead was in great pain, and her eyes were black from time to time.

But she put on a smile, without showing the slightest expression of pain, and knelt down to hold Ma Zhican's feet: "Mr. Ma, your feet are not injured, right?"

Ma Zhican stared at the girl for a while.

"Hahahaha!"

He suddenly laughed triumphantly.

After laughing, he took out his wallet from his hip pocket, opened it, grabbed all the banknotes inside, and without even looking at them, he smashed them on the girl's head.

"Okay, take the money and go to the hospital for treatment." Ma Zhican continued with a gracious face, "You can rest for a few days. If the manager asks, just say I told you to."

The injured girl immediately showed surprise and said loudly: "Thank you, Mr. Ma!"

She lowered her head and picked up the red banknotes one by one.

The movements were slow and the posture was humble.

Ma Zhican liked to appreciate this kind of scene.

After picking up the money, the injured girl pulled her hair in front of her face to block the bloodstains, and said loudly:

"I don't look good, so I won't bother Mr. Ma. Mr. Ma, have fun! I'll serve you next time!"

Ma Zhican waved the back of his hand outward.

The girl bowed and walked backwards to the door.

After bowing again, she turned around and opened the door to leave.

As soon as she walked out of the private room, the smile on her face disappeared.

She clutched the banknotes, her brows furrowed tightly.

What nonsense did the pimp just say?

She was going to attack Cheng Ling?

No!

She had to find a way to warn Cheng Ling!

The door closed, Hu Xuetong retracted her gaze, and secretly cursed in her heart: Shameless bitch!

Then, she put on a flattering smile: "Well, Mr. Ma, it's like this."

She rubbed her hands.

"... Cheng Ling is a child of a rich family after all, and it's hard to attract her with small favors..." She said carefully, "The credit limit of my current card is too low, I'm afraid I can't hook her..."

Ma Zhican looked at Hu Xuetong coldly.

No words.

Hu Xuetong was stared at by his cold and hawk-like eyes, and her whole body began to chill.

Just as she was beating her heart, Ma Zhican took out a card from his bag and put it on the table.

On the corner of the marble table, there was still blood from the girl's forehead.

"Do you think I don't know that you secretly spent the money in the card to buy bags and clothes?" Ma Zhican said with disgust, "I have already given you the position of on-site producer, and the salary is not low."

"Besides, on-site producer is a lucrative job that is easy to make money. You are responsible for the food, clothing and daily expenses of nearly a hundred people in the entire crew, and there are many places to make money."

"Don't be too greedy. Know when to stop."

Hu Xuetong said in a trembling voice: "Yes. Thank you, Mr. Ma, for your advice."

Then, she bowed her head and respectfully took the card on the table with both hands and handed it over, and put it in her bag.

Ma Zhican said coldly: "Don't just tempt Cheng Ling with money. Find out who or what she cares about."

Hu Xuetong paused, "Mr. Ma, she has a sister who is in high school. I heard that they have a good relationship."

"How good is the relationship? Go and find out. If the relationship is good enough, find a way to capture her sister and coerce her." After a pause, he said, "You can use the manpower yourself, and spend the money wisely, don't go too far."

After saying that, Ma Zhican leaned back on the sofa, looking like he didn't want to say another word.

Hu Xuetong stood up immediately.

Bowed deeply.

"Mr. Ma, I'm leaving now. If you have anything, tell me at any time."

Mr. Ma snorted, "Hmm."

Hu Xuetong also walked backwards to the door and bowed. Then she opened the door and went out - she didn't notice the injured girl's back in the corridor hurriedly leaving.

After leaving the door, she happily took out the card she just got from her bag, put it to her mouth and kissed it.

money money——

Who doesn't love money?

Morality? in principle? Kind? Shame? How much are these things worth?