The Young Urban Doctor-Chapter 693 - : Being Played

Chapter 693: Chapter 693: Being Played

(Chapter 7)

At half-past midnight, most people had already gone to bed, but many who enjoyed the nightlife were still out and about, living it up.

In many brightly lit places buzzing with noise, the parking lots were still filled with a variety of cars.

The “Paradise Club,” located in the heart of the city, was a very famous entertainment and leisure venue in Capital City. It boasted countless beautiful women and a variety of entertainment activities. It was said: as long as you had money, you could play however you wanted here; as long as you had status and were assertive enough, any woman would come to keep you company.

Ling Haijun was this club’s highest-tier VIP member and often came here to have fun, bringing friends along to enjoy themselves.

Today, after having dinner, he and a few close friends had come here.

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They arrived at eleven o’clock at night, and upon arrival, they directly requested the company of some of the most attractive girls from the club’s manager.

What the high-spirited men did here after having too much to drink didn’t need to be spelled out; suffice it to say, everyone had a blast and hadn’t thought about leaving even when midnight struck. Due to the excess drinking and excitement, Ling Haijun frequently visited the restroom.

After downing another bottle of beer, he staggered toward the restroom, and just as he entered, his phone in his pocket began to ring.

Seeing it was an unfamiliar number, Ling Haijun didn’t want to pick up, but considering it was a call at this late hour, he still answered it. Not many people knew his mobile number, and he had even set up blocking conditions on his phone. Anyone who could get through was definitely not an ordinary person.

“What’s the price?” the person on the other end asked abruptly as soon as the call connected.

“What price?” Ling Haijun replied, confused and annoyed.

“Aren’t you soliciting business? Come on, tell me, how much for one night? Will you come over?”

“Fuck your mother,” Ling Haijun finally understood what the caller meant. The person calling in the middle of the night mistook him for someone selling sexual services and was inquiring about the price. After cursing, he hung up the phone angrily.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang again immediately. This time it was someone from his contact list, so he answered.

“Dude, since when did you start dealing in prostitution? Two hundred fifty for a night, haha, did your interests change and you want to play with guys now?” It was an old classmate of Ling Haijun poking fun as soon as he opened his mouth, but the call got disconnected abruptly after just a few words.

Ling Haijun was very angry after hearing this. He realized that someone had deliberately made his mobile number public on the internet, or in a similar fashion, leading to many misunderstandings about him selling sexual services and thus the phone calls.

While he was angry, the phone rang again. It was another unfamiliar number. Without thinking, he pressed the end call button, but unexpectedly, although he tried to hang up, the call still came through. The caller was still asking about the price and what services were provided.

After cursing the person on the other end a few times, Ling Haijun hung up the phone.

After hanging up, yet another call came through. He had no choice but to turn off his phone. Oddly enough, the phone wouldn’t shut down.

Calls and texts flooded in nonstop, and soon the phone crashed.

Then, his other phone experienced similar issues, overwhelmed by incoming calls and texts, all asking about prices and services.

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“Motherfucker,” Ling Haijun knew he was being retaliated against and even guessed who was getting back at him, which made him feel uneasy.

But something even more unexpected happened next. As he stewed in the restroom with great anger but no solution, the doors of their private room were violently broken open, and a group of uniformed police officers rushed in, quickly subdued everyone in the room without explanation.

When the police officers burst in, one of Ling Haijun’s friends was caught in the middle of an unspeakable act with one of the club’s “princesses.” When Ling Haijun emerged from the restroom, hearing the commotion, he too was subdued by the police without a chance to explain and was quickly whisked away.

As they were being taken away, one of the officers informed them of the situation. They had received a public complaint that illegal activities were taking place at the club, and the accusations were severe, involving high-level infractions of the policy. Therefore, everyone needed to be taken to the station for questioning.

After everyone was taken away, a few officers stayed behind to turn the private room upside down. They indeed found some drugs intended to enhance excitement. The vile act that Ling Haijun’s friend had been engaged in with the woman was also recorded.

With both direct witnesses and physical evidence, it was natural for the police to take everyone away.

Poor Ling Haijun, because his phone was paralyzed by the overload of incoming calls, couldn’t contact anyone and was directly put into a police car.

Since he wanted to enjoy himself without interruption, Ling Haijun had told the bodyguards following him not to bother them. When he was taken away, the two bodyguards, who were also having a great time in another private room, still had no clue what was happening. Only after the police cars had left did they grasp the situation and hurriedly called for backup. By the time others got Ling Haijun out of the police station, it was already four in the morning.

Ling Haijun, looking worse for wear after the night’s events, stepped out of the police station and angrily smashed his two phones onto the ground.

However, just as Ling Haijun angrily got into the car that came to pick him up, one of his bodyguards held up his own phone to show Ling Haijun a message.

“Little Ling, if you like playing games, then we’ll play with you until you’re broken, haha.”

Seeing the message on the bodyguard’s phone, Ling Haijun’s anger flared up again. He grabbed the bodyguard’s phone and hurled it violently.

With a “bang,” the phone hit the car window. The film-covered glass made intimate contact with the phone, but surprisingly, it did not break, and the phone remained undamaged. The bodyguard was so frightened that he dared not utter a word or pick up his phone.

In the midst of his rage, Ling Haijun also began to feel a bit afraid.

He was clear that this must have been someone’s minor retaliation after discovering the truth about certain matters.

With this thought, his anxiety deepened even further.

He had initially wanted to call Ling Haining, his cousin, right away to discuss the situation, but seeing that it was only a little past four in the morning, he ultimately gave up on making the call. He decided to go home, get some sleep, and then find Ling Haining to talk about the matter.

As the car sped towards his residence, Ling Haijun gritted his teeth and muttered, “Luo, you haven’t seen the last of me.”