5 Business Opportunities (2)

Ming's steely glare had frozen the model in her spot and everyone felt the suffocating air that Ming gave off. "Miss, it's alright. She's right. I am a child." Ming's steely glare softened when she switched her gaze to the timid woman. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Ming had softened her glare as she stared at the woman she was defending. Ming walked up closer to the girl and the woman flinched when Ming raised her hand.

She regretted flinching when Ming pat her head. "Don't defend her." She ordered her softly. She gently tugged the woman to her table and she sat her in a chair. Proud women needs to be knocked down a peg. Ming thought as she thought back to her mother and she pushed the thought to the back of her mind before her mood becomes even more soured.

After she got back to her table, the restaurant returned back to its cheerful atmosphere, but the model was the only one standing in the building. She felt anger bubbling in the pits of her stomach. She didn't like being treated like a kid by a woman younger than her and she definitely didn't like her easy to bully manager being taken away from her. She snarled to herself and she paid her bill and left. Ming heard her snarls and she smirked. Making enemies left and right is a trait of mine. She thought, amused by it. The model was only upset because she was acting like she was the richest, hottest shit in the city and Ming showed her a thing or two. That was what Ming had thought, but the young woman that she had saved from the model knew better and she knows how cruel the woman can be. She gulped, trying to keep it to herself, but the model heard her and she smirked at the woman.

The woman froze in fear of the model and the model loved the fear she's releasing due to her presence. But, when Ming glared at the model again, she had left the two women alone as she left the restaurant. Ming heard the small sigh of relief coming from the timid woman and she turned towards her. "Who was that woman?" Ming asked. The timid woman had almost forgotten that they didn't know each other.

"That was Ur Bu-Chang." She answered Ming's question as she racked her brain for answers. She had just started working with the woman, but she was cruel and abusive towards her. That's was why she was so terrified of her. Ming waved off the girl's attempt to apologize.

"It's not your fault. I intervened on your behalf. I should be apologizing to you as I'm sure that I have caused trouble for you." Ming tells the girl. After she had politely waved the girl off, Ming just realized that she didn't have the girl's name or her contact information. Oh shit. Ming thought, suddenly worried. She didn't want anything to happen to the girl but without her contact information, she couldn't check up on her. Fuck. Ming thought. She couldn't believe that she had forgotten to get the girl's name! "I am so stupid!" Ming cursed herself for her nature of rudeness. One of the waiters had saw the girl's business card on the floor and he picked it up. After gazing between the card and Ming, he decided to just give it to Ming, seeing that she had no way to contact the girl.

"Here you go, Miss. The little lady had dropped this in the conflict." The waiter says, giving Ming the girl's card. Ming peered at the card and she was secretly delighted. It has everything! She thought in happiness.

"Thanks! Here's a tip for your hard work." Ming chirped as she gave the man some cash. The man was shocked at the amount and the other people were shocked at her generosity. The people that knew her family name knew her mother and she was not generous at all. The woman was known for her rudeness to everyone she meets that is not rich or otherwise famous.

Ming knew that she was going to get compared to her mother and she hated it, but she expected it. People always think that Ming act the same way as her mother did and while she did, she didn't treat people like they were beneath her. Her mother was cruel towards people who begged for money, but Ming wasn't like that.

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