Quick Transmigration: I'm Almost Dead Volume 1 Chapter 3

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Quick Transmigration: I'm Almost Dead
v1c3 - Big Shot (3/20)
Translated by gudetokki.

Xia Hong asked, "Are you really Zhou Yi*?"
*Zhou Yi = Monday

Chen You said, "Yes, not Tuesday or Wednesday, nor Friday and Sat.u.r.day."

Xia Hong rolled his eyes, he was still in shock. This man suddenly became enlightened like a changed person.

"Don't think that having coaxed Brother Qiang means that you can do this business."

Xia Hong said as he walked, "I tell you, there are many people racking their brains to squeeze into that door tonight, with more tricks than fleas on dogs. Even I have to wait behind someone's b.u.t.t, let alone you."

Chen You asked, "When are we going to gather?"

Xia Hong glared at him, "What's the hurry!"

After Xia Hong took off his makeup and carefully picked out a set of outfit to wear, the vulgar moneyboy* suddenly transformed into a clean and pure university student.
*MB = rentboy

"Don't you know that student who is weak, naive, confused and afraid will make people want to violate, commit crime and abuse?"

He adjusted his collar showing a slender white neck that could really evoke the appet.i.te of others. "The perverts who come to Gold, most of them are fat, oil-dripping rich people."

Chen You said, "I've been enlightened."

Xia Hong found it much more comfortable to communicate with him now, "Do you really want to wear this beggar outfit?"

Chen You, "I have inner beauty*."
*Beautiful inside.

"Inner beauty?" Xia Hong sneered. "In our line of work, the inner has long been riddled with holes and rotten, like h.e.l.l it's beautiful."

Chen You shot him a glance.

Xia Hong turned around uneasily and said, "Let's go."

Entering the elevator, Chen You looked at the ascending number and asked in his heart, "Three 4s, ask you something."

There was no response.

"444."

"Ding."

"Do you offer any props? For example, quick-acting heart-saving pills?"

"Ding, yes." 444, "It costs 100 good thoughts value."

Chen You, "..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you have a free one? A novice player gift pack?"

"Ding. The gift package has been sent to you, please take note to check."
　
Chen You looked up and foolishly waited for a big gift pack to drop from above but till his neck ached, there wasn't a d.a.m.n thing. He felt around his pocket and touched something, when he took it out his hand shook.

"A chewing gum? This is the gift package?"

"Ding. Mr. Chen, this is not ordinary chewing gum."

"This is f**king ordinary chewing gum!"

Chen You was about to throw it away when he heard the voice in his head saying, "This item is a benefit only for new client and not for sale. Its fragrance has wonderful effect. Even in the late stage of rabies, can still turn one into a loyal dog in seconds."

"Why didn't you say so, such a good thing should be taken out earlier." Chen You held it in his palm like a treasure. "How long is the effect?"

"Ding, 24 hours."

That was enough. Chen You was full of confidence, everything was ready, he only needed to maintain the status quo.

Hearing the 'heheh' laughter next to his ear, Xia Hong got the gooseb.u.mps. "Why are you laughing so eerily?"

Chen You grinned. "I was daydreaming."

Xia Hong, "..."

The elevator door opened, Chen You and Xia Hong went out together. He glanced over the corridor. The top floor was indeed different, the wall lights, carpets and paintings... these decorations compared to the fourth floor's were like heaven and earth.

There were whispers coming from the front where more than a dozen people were gathered.

A dagger hidden behind a smile was the introduction to Gold. All those who came in had varying degrees of tragic past. However secrets were worthless here as no one would be interested in your story.

What the customers wanted was enjoyment while the boss wanted to see value and everything else had to be hidden under the waistband.

Tonight was the most lively, intense and smoky night in Gold. Those people were all dressed up meticulously, not a hair out of place, wis.h.i.+ng they could change skins. Chen You's ten yuan pajamas, round collar T-s.h.i.+rt and trousers suddenly became an exception.

Being stared at by a dozen pairs of eyes harboring malicious intentions, Chen You nonchalantly grabbed the collar of his T-s.h.i.+rt and wiped his sweat casually and rudely.

Everyone, "..." It was they who worried too much.

Xia Hong's mouth twitched.

The gold-inlaid door suddenly opened and a foreman came out with five people; youthful, tender and white youngsters who were in their prime of life. They all hung their heads and looked as pale as death, two of them were still crying.

It was as though the guest inside was not a spender, but His Majesty the Emperor. They were not elected into the harem, missed out on the glory and wealth, and remained lowly all their lives.

There were five people in one batch. They come in and come out. It would soon reach Chen You and Xia Hong's turn.

The foreman glanced at Chen You then took another look to confirm if his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, "Which floor are you from?"

Chen You answered, "Third floor."

The surrounding people gave scornful looks. Xia Hong silently distanced himself with a face of 'I don't know him'.

The foreman frowned, as if looking at a piece of garbage, "Then what are you doing here?"

Chen You replied, "It was Brother Qiang's intention."

The foreman went to the side and called to confirm. He came back again and squinted at the young man in front of him. Even if you're lacking, you can still win by being flexible in mind, quick with one's mouth and hard at work, then you may also have a chance to jump to the top.

"Everyone, follow me in."

As the door opened, everything inside was exposed to everyone's view.

On a dark brown leather sofa sat three men, all dressed alike, their long legs clad in high-grade trousers and custom-made leather shoes.

The man on the left was beautiful, the man in the middle had a hostile air, and the man on the right looked gentle and refined.

The three of them had a formidable aura and simply turned the romantic place into a company's meeting room; serious and heavy.

Chen You's eyes slightly narrowed and his gaze rested on the man in the middle but no task hint appeared.

He frowned, it seemed like the other party was not his target.

This made Chen You very disappointed. He was dejected, and d.a.m.n, his stomach was hungry again.

As the foreman directed, everyone introduced themselves one by one and each of them had their own characteristics.

When it was Xia Hong's turn, Chen You saw him pinch his thigh hard in his peripheral vision. His eyes became wet and he spoke with a nasal sound, soft and weak, want to cry but won't cry, lovely and touching.

Chen You was full of admiration. This level, let alone the Film Academy, he would absolutely receive many awards until his hands went soft.

Once Xia Hong finished speaking, it was Chen You's turn.

"My name is Chen... Zhou... Xiang Xiang... cough cough... cough cough cough..."

At the crucial time, Chen You's throat seemed to have been scratched by a finger and it itched to death. He coughed back-to-back with tears in his eyes and trembled like a sick ghost.

The foreman's forehead was sweating. He bowed down, apologized repeatedly and hurriedly dragged the sick ghost out lest he angered the three masters.

At the doorway, Chen You looked back and at that moment his eyes immediately widened.

A screen had appeared out of thin air on top of the head of the gentle, refined man with warm temperament. It was just starting the input mode and began to pop out one word at a time.

Chen You had a problem, he liked to see and read aloud everything he saw. Thus, when he saw the information floating over the man's head, he read it automatically, "Qin Feng, 41 years old, both his parents were dead..."

There was dead silence in the room.

Qin Feng put down his crossed legs causing his black leather shoe to graze the ground with a dull thud. He flicked the cigar between his fingers and raised his black eyes behind the lens, his gaze was like a hawk.

The crowd held their breath and was scared witless.

The other two men looked amused and waited to see the play.

Chen You gritted his teeth. He suddenly pushed the foreman aside and quickly took out the chewing gum. Without even tearing off the wrapping paper, he stuffed it into his mouth and rushed over to blow on* the man.
*blow on = To expel air onto something.