stjorthotic Chapter 128 Trap
Chapter 128 Trap
Chapter 129 Trap
Despite Liu Zichuan's clumsy explanation, Yu Zhen seemed completely oblivious.
The two parted ways for the time being.
Liu Zichuan quickly turned and left, going upstairs to get his things.
Yu Zhen hesitated for a moment while holding the card. At that moment, a young woman who looked like a hotel staff member appeared.
The other party greeted him with a smile, "Hello sir, what service do you need? Are you—couldn't find the room number on your card?"
The young woman spoke with a very pure Mandarin accent.
The most important point.
His behavior and speech after his sudden appearance were all very approachable, without the slightest trace of the distorted and discriminatory Mandarin-speaking service industry in Hong Kong in later years.
In short, it's extremely misleading.
It makes it difficult for people to feel any sense of wariness.
If Yu Zhenyao is truly a native of the original time and space, and if he has an instinctive sense of belonging and closeness to the local Hong Kong, then that's his mindset.
Ok!
A trap that seems most unintentional, yet is precisely the most deadly, has already been laid out in the open.
It couldn't be more obvious.
The timing of the emergence of young women.
They had planned this all along; they came straight for him.
Yu Zhen pretended to be completely oblivious to everything. "Hello, lady, thank you. I really... um, I can't find the room number and location. Could you please give me directions?"
Yu Zhen wore a very grateful expression, and on the other hand, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, perfectly befitting a country bumpkin who had just arrived in Hong Kong from the mainland and was completely ignorant of the ways of the world.
The young woman smiled sweetly and said, "Hello, comrade, let me take you there."
"Thanks."
"Yes, serving the people, you're welcome!"
Wow, to lower his guard, you, a service worker in the capitalist world, say something like that as soon as you meet him.
Impressive!
To achieve one's goals, any means are justified. This is truly the most thrilling and exciting battlefield, often hidden in the most unintentional words and actions.
"Lady, your Mandarin is so fluent."
"Oh, thank you for the compliment."
"By the way, I'm just curious, but I have a question for you," Yu Zhen said, looking like an easily fooled, naive little rabbit, "Lady, do you know who I am?"
The other person shook their head. "No matter who you are, comrade, my job is to provide you with the best service."
"Is any type of service acceptable?"
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"What I mean is, is there anything completely different from the mainland—"
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"For example?"
"For example, I'd like to ask you to impersonate me and do some taboo things that are absolutely forbidden in mainland China."
Yu Zhen's words were too vague, and he even deliberately created a rebellious image.
The young woman blinked.
My mind is in turmoil.
This mainland Chinese man is just too much—
She naturally had no idea who the young man in front of her was.
Her presence here was merely a setup to create an opportunity for her to go to a pre-arranged hotel room. The ultimate goal was to create a scene where the media paparazzi, who were lying in wait in the next room, were caught in the act of a mainland Chinese man having an affair with a Hong Kong cigarette, thus ruining the reputation of the target.
As for who is in control behind the scenes...
She didn't care; she was just doing her job for money, putting on an act.
A famous cigarette brand in Southeast Asia's cigarette circles can be sold anywhere!
"Sir, are you aware of your current situation?"
Perhaps Yu Zhen's behavior was too naive and foolish, and the young woman was touched on some nerve.
She lowered her voice and quickly sent a message to Yu Zhen.
Yu Zhen: "What? Am I in such a dangerous situation? Someone wants to murder a poor mainlander like me for money? Ha, you're overthinking it. Besides, who am I? Anyone who dares to mess with me will have a large army pressing in the next day. This tiny little place, do you really think the mainland is easy to bully?"
The young woman was stunned.
Sure enough, it's impossible to reason with a damned devil; I shouldn't have bothered saying another word to you.
"Comrade, please come this way."
The way they addressed each other changed subtly from "sir" back to "comrade," clearly indicating that they had made up their minds not to indiscriminately extend their kindness.
Yu Zhen sighed, "Everyone says that the world abroad is full of freedom, that even the moon is rounder and brighter, and that the air smells sweet and delicious —"
"Do any of you really believe these things?"
The young woman blinked.
He was clearly a little curious.
Such blatantly false statements are utterly ridiculous. Who would believe them? They're the biggest idiots in the world. How could the same moon appear rounder and brighter overseas than on the mainland?
As for the air, it even smelled sweet and delicious.
Good heavens, who on earth is spreading such idiotic and mindless rhetoric?
You don't believe me?
"Nobody will believe that. Any normal person would believe such nonsense!"
The young woman's sensitive nerves were touched once again. She recalled the risky time she took to illegally cross the Hong Kong River, heading south with the ideal of pursuing a better life. Now, her life is indeed much better, but her profession—a prostitute who relies on her body as capital—even if she has money in her pocket, she can no longer find the open-mindedness and tranquility of her past, the carefree arrogance that dared to defy heaven and earth.
To put it bluntly, having abandoned their former ideals and beliefs, they are now just existing, nothing more.
Numb, stiff, just going through the motions, not caring what color the sun will be the next morning.
Why risk talking to Yu Zhendi a few more times?
It's nothing more than mistakenly believing that Yu Zhenfang's bold suggestion was also a way to abandon ideals and beliefs.
"People strive for higher positions, water flows downhill. The outside world is so alluring, it must have something extraordinary about it. The moon in the sky, of course, doesn't change in any essential way, whether it's bright or round. This kind of talk is just an exaggeration, expressing the joy of leaving the country and heading towards freedom—"
"It's just like a moth drawn to a flame."
"What?"
"Alright, sir, your reserved room number has arrived—"
"So, you're not going to try to persuade me anymore, you poor soul from the mainland who's been framed and schemed against?" Yu Zhen's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded like a thunderclap to the young woman.
Her expression changed drastically. "You—you knew beforehand that I was going to—"
"I didn't know beforehand; it was your instinctive kindness that told me I couldn't bear to watch you be dragged into the abyss. Do you understand?"
A common problem among men.
As the saying goes, it's like trying to persuade a prostitute to reform herself by dragging a respectable woman into prostitution.
Even if Yu Zhen is slow to react, how could he not guess what the young woman's profession is?
Moreover, dealing with a celebrity like him who has a huge cultural influence worldwide would be difficult.
The best and most effective weapon has always been to start with one's moral character and conduct.
Wow, have you heard? The great writer Yu just left the country and immediately committed a serious moral transgression in Hong Kong. He couldn't control his behavior and someone even took pictures of him! Hehehe—
Just imagine the sensational situation that would occur if such a bombshell were to surface.