The city's number one tycoon

Chapter 536

"Okay!" The pretty saleswoman nodded, then moved the stool aside and squatted down to massage Ma Yunteng's shoulders.

Bang!

Ma Yunteng tossed out two more stacks of US dollars, then looked at the other female sales assistants and said, "You, hey, right, the one with the biggest breasts, come here, come and massage my legs."

As he spoke, Ma Yunteng kept glancing at Li Xiyue out of the corner of his eye. At that moment, Li Xiyue was frantically picking out clothes and hadn't even noticed him enjoying himself. If Li Xiyue were here, Ma Yunteng certainly wouldn't have dared to do this.

After picking up the banknotes, the busty saleswoman's face lit up with excitement. She rushed to Ma Yunteng's side, looking at him with burning eyes, and asked, "Sir, where should I massage?"

"Holy crap."

While the girl was talking to Ma Yunteng, her chest swayed intentionally or unintentionally in front of him, giving Ma Yunteng quite a good look. He stretched and lay back on the recliner, looking at her with a slight smile and said, "Start with your calves."

"Alright!" The girl immediately squatted down next to Ma Yunteng, and her delicate hand quickly reached for Ma Yunteng's calf.

"Wait!" Ma Yunteng suddenly called out to stop her.

"Boss, what's wrong?" the young woman asked, puzzled.

"Kneel down." Ma Yunteng smiled slightly. In the movies, Ma Yunteng often saw that the Japanese liked to kneel. They knelt while eating, while talking, and they did everything on their knees. So Ma Yunteng hoped to see her kneel down to serve him.

"Boss, this..." The young woman hesitated for a moment, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face. Just then, a wad of banknotes was thrown at her feet again. Ma Yunteng smiled slightly: "Kneel down for me!"

The young woman blushed, clearly still too young. However, the temptation of that stack of US dollars was too great for her. She gritted her teeth and squatted down next to Ma Yunteng, reaching out her delicate hand to gently knead his calf.

"Boss, I also want to kneel down before you!" Just then, a saleswoman who looked somewhat mature couldn't help but walk over to Ma Yunteng. She had seen very clearly that as long as they served Ma Yunteng, he would reward them with US dollars. She didn't care about morals or anything like that.

Ma Yunteng glanced at her and thought she was alright...

"Alright, kneel on the left, but don't touch me randomly, got it?" Ma Yunteng smiled slightly. This woman looked to be at least 28 years old. What if she was experienced and started touching him indiscriminately? Wouldn't he be at a great disadvantage?

The saleswoman nodded repeatedly and immediately knelt down to Ma Yunteng's left, her delicate hands quickly roaming over Ma Yunteng's thighs.

"Damn... this technique is really torturous." Ma Yunteng smiled bitterly to himself. After all, she was a mature woman. Her massage technique was completely different from the two young women before. The two women had massaged him, but she was different. She not only massaged, but also pinched.

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(End of this chapter)

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Chapter 408 The Predator Plan

"Boss, are you feeling alright?" the Japanese girl asked with a slight smile. As she said this, her hand boldly groped Ma Yunteng's inner thigh.

Ma Yunteng felt as if he'd been electrocuted and glared at her, saying, "What do you take me for?"

"Damn it, how dare they flirt with me? This is intolerable!" Ma Yunteng coughed slightly and said seriously, "Take your money and get out of here right now. I never want to see you again. Although your service is still acceptable, I'm sorry, but what I hate most is being sexually harassed by my subordinates. Okay, you can leave now."

With a snap, Ma Yunteng threw a wad of US dollars in front of her. The Japanese girl felt incredibly wronged. While Ma Yunteng was saying this, he even touched her buttocks, but he portrayed himself as a gentleman!

The sales assistants around Ma Yunteng were all stunned. "You've already gotten a good deal and you're still acting all high and mighty! Holy crap, this boss is really something else!"

"Brother Teng, what are you doing?" Li Xiyue had already picked out her clothes, but when she turned around, she saw that Ma Yunteng was surrounded by several young Japanese girls, and the girls' hands were intentionally or unintentionally wandering over Ma Yunteng's legs.

Yeah, I've been typing too much lately, and my neck is a bit sore. Wait, not that sentence.

"Yeah, they insisted on giving me a massage, and when I refused, they tried to hit me." Ma Yunteng wiped his nose and immediately sat up from his seat. He hadn't expected Li Xiyue to be back so quickly after picking out clothes; it was incredibly fast.

"Hmph. I'm ignoring you." Li Xiyue frowned and walked out the door alone.

In stark contrast to the flirtatious atmosphere here, in a nearly unknown coastal castle in the island nation, an old man is furiously beating his disciple.

“Master, I’m telling the truth. That Chinese man may look like an ordinary person, but his strength is above mine. I’m no match for him at all.” Jing Chengyan clutched his thigh, which had been simply bandaged. However, the pain in his leg didn’t worry him much. Instead, he was terrified of his master sitting in the main hall.

This is the most mysterious Mitsui company in the island nation. The old man sitting in the main hall has bright eyes and sharp eyebrows. His usually calm face is now extremely angry.

He had just returned from abroad, but upon arriving back in Japan, he heard that a company supported by the Mitsui Group had been vandalized by a Chinese man named Ma Yunteng. Moreover, several elders had sent Inoue Hikoichi, the most promising member of the Mitsui Group, who almost had his legs crippled by the man.

What angered him the most was that the other party could have killed his disciple, but instead released him. Moreover, a servant later told him that the other party had left him a phone number.

He had been the president of Mitsui for over fifty years, and in those fifty years he had never seen such an arrogant person. It was one thing for him to injure his own disciple, but he even dared to leave his phone number with him. In his eyes, this was an insult to Mitsui, and he, as the president, had lost a lot of face because of this incident.

Moreover, the fact that Ma Yunteng has destroyed 60% of the major companies of the Mitsui Group has made the news in Japan. Many important figures know about this, and they are well aware that these companies are all supported by Mitsui, and even the Japanese government is secretly supporting them.

But all those big companies were smashed by Ma Yunteng.

This made him, the president of Mitsui, look very embarrassed.

His fury stemmed from this.

"Useless thing! I taught you my skills just so you could embarrass me in public!" The old man slammed his hand on the chair, shattering it instantly. However, he remained seated, as if an invisible force was supporting him from beneath him.

He is a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage. Nascent Soul stage cultivators can easily manipulate the energy in the air, which is why he can float in mid-air.

"Master, please punish me!" Seeing the old man's fury, Jing Chengyan's body trembled with fear. In front of his master, he only dared to tell the truth, and he would never dare to make excuses.

"Hmph! You've really disgraced your master that an ordinary Chinese person could beat you like this!" The old man said he wanted to punish him, but he certainly wouldn't do it. Jing Chengyan was his last disciple and the most promising one in the future. He had even thought about passing the position of president of Mitsui Company to him.

"I! I'm sorry, Master!" Jing Chengyan grabbed a long sword and thrust it into his abdomen, determined to die to prove his innocence.

Bang!

The gray-robed elder waved his hand lightly, and a vast energy invisible to the naked eye directly stopped his suicide attempt. The next moment, the elder appeared directly in front of Jing Chengyan. He stood with his hands behind his back and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air: "Forget it! Perhaps that person does have some ability. This time, your master will forgive you!"

“Master, you…” Jing Chengyan couldn’t help but shed tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Stand up!" the elder in the meeting said calmly, and Jing Chengyan slowly stood up.