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Chapter 11: You Have to Pay the Price of Molesting Me
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Who else would it be, you are the habitual offender for train molest cases, aren’t you? Just because you are born with a handsome face, doesn’t mean you will not be reprimanded and restricted! Your handsome face looks flawless, and you look like a natural beauty. Although this is a superficial world, you have met your match today, and I will not let this matter go.”
Tong Jiumo looked at Mo Qijue from head to toe.
This man had a tall figure, as well as a face that was so handsome to the extent it could bewitch someone.
However, it was a pity that he had used his face to commit crimes!
“Let me tell you if you want to molest people, you will have to pay the price!”
Tong Jiumo saw that the train had reached her station, and she called the cops before alighting.
Mo Qijue saw that everyone was pointing fingers at him, and he narrowed his eyes. “It wasn’t me.”
Damn it!
What was he trying to explain?
The speaker announced that the train had reached Gourmet Street, and Mo Qijue alighted the train as well.
However, when he reached the train door, Tong Jiumo turned around coincidently. She saw that he wanted to alight the train as well, so she blocked his way angrily.
When Mo Qijue stepped to his left, Tong Jiumo stepped backward, as though she did not want Mo Qijue to alight the train on purpose.
Until—
“Train doors closing…”
Mo Qijue was locked into the train cabin as expected. It was until then that Tong Jiumo’s mouth curved upwards as she evilly gave Mo Qijue a peal of cold laughter.
Yes, she had done it on purpose.
The train traveled forward, and Mo Qijue widened his eyes. He gave the darn woman, who had accused him, a look of disbelief.
‘This darn woman, make sure I don’t see you again!’
After Tong Jiumo saw that man disappear from her sight, she flipped her hair and turned around to exit the station from Exit A. Once she exited the train station, the Gourmet Association’s main building entered her line of sight, and she went to the reception counter to ask for information.
The receptionist looked at her in disbelief once they learned that she was a Michelin chef from London.
It was only when Tong Jiumo took out her name card that the receptionist addressed her politely. “Miss Tong, I am really sorry. We didn’t expect that the chef would be a young and beautiful lady. Please follow me, I will bring you to see the President.”
Tong Jiumo indeed looked like a high-school student. It was no wonder that she would not be associated with an internationally-renowned chef.
Under the guidance of the receptionist, she entered the lift and arrived on the 28th floor to the President’s office.
The receptionist passed Tong Jiumo to the head secretary.
The head secretary delivered a cup of coffee and said to Tong Jiumo politely, “Miss Tong, please wait for a moment. President Mo will arrive at the office shortly.”
The previous day, the higher-ups had given a notice that President Mo would visit the Gourmet Association’s main building to interview the chef from London personally.
The Gourmet Association’s President Seat had been left vacant for six years.
Originally, the seat belonged to President Mo’s girlfriend six years ago. However, his girlfriend had gotten into a car accident and was missing even until today. Rumors said that she had lost her life.
Right now, it was because Little Master had fired two chefs in a day, so President Mo had decided to use the Gourmet Association’s President Seat as an excuse to help Little Master hire a personal chef.
The Mo Group had started its business through food and business and had 500 years of history. The business had been passed on from generation to generation, and when Mo Qijue had taken over the business, he had even expanded it to today’s internationally recognized Mo Corporation in a short period of six years. However, the Gourmet Association was still the Old Master’s most cherished brand.
Tong Jiumo sat in the waiting area of the President’s office and waited.
The head secretary came in with a worried look on her face and placed the documents on the desk of the President’s office. When she passed by Tong Jiumo, she reminded her. “Miss Tong, I just received a call from my colleague at the front desk and heard that the President’s presence is not right. It is very cold! You take care of yourself!”
Just as she said that the head secretary saw a tall and handsome figure appear at the President’s office. “President, this is Miss Tong, the internationally renowned chef from London. President, what-what happened to your face?”
The head secretary saw Mo Qijue’s handsome face was disfigured and asked concernedly.
Tong Jiumo heard the conversation and smiled as she turned around. “Mister Mo-”
Tong Jiumo did not manage to finish her sentence and looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her. She immediately lost her voice, and her expression hardened.
“Train pervert!”