My Sexy Wife
Chapter 8 I Don’t Sell My Body (1)

Johnny turned around and met Jasmine's eyes and he immediately sensed the disgust hidden within them. He could read between the lines with her words. He then replied faintly, "It's not like I'm crazy about money, but I really need money. I always earn my money through hard work. Be rest assured, if I don't do anything for you, I won't even take any of your money. Now that you have given me my salary, aren't you supposed to tell me what I should do now?"

"When the time comes, you will know about it. Besides, I am going to set a rule for you. Don't ask anything unnecessary. I will naturally tell you everything that you need to know. I don't like talkative person, and you only need to follow my orders. Everything else, you don't have to care." Jasmine uttered with coldness.

Johnny frowned a little, then he muttered, "Since I need to earn this money, I will put off with you."

"This is a contract. Read through it, and if you don't have any problem, sign your name on it." Jasmine then took out two copies of contract and a pen and hurled them at Johnny.

"Signing a contract? What is it that has to go through such formality?"

"Do I sound like I'm joking?" Jasmine was a little enraged.

"Damn it, and this contract is so wordy too." Johnny stared at these contracts which were five pages long. His head suddenly hurt.

"Let me brief you on it, judging that you wouldn't be able to understand most of it anyway. I'm Party A and you're Party B. I hire you to work for me, and there is no limit to your job scope. Party B will ensure that all of your jobs would be within your ability, and there will be no immoral and illegal jobs. The time of the job is flexible, but it will not exceed the stipulated time limit set by the Labour law. Your remuneration is ten thousand per month, and this amount may increase depending on the situation. Party B must ensure that he follows Party A's instruction whenever he is carrying out his job. He must always be available at anytime and anywhere. And he cannot be late. He cannot leave his job early or be absent from work. He must uphold a serious and responsible attitude during work. These are basically what the contract is about." Jasmine explained the important points while driving.

"That's fine, I'll sign it!" Johnny's head was throbbing now after listening to all that. He hastily picked up the pen and signed his name.

Jasmine tossed the contract back into her bag and then she added, "Right, there is something else I forgot to tell you. According to the contract, if you don't fulfil your job scope as per my discretion, I can always terminate this contract with you, and I preserve the right to pursue for a compensation from you that is ten times more than your salary."

"What the hell? Damn you, are you trying to scam me? Ten times? How much is that?" Johnny's eyes widened in fear as he fumbled with his copy of the contract.

"Your monthly salary is ten thousand. Can't you do the maths?"

"A hundred thousand?" Johnny's eyes became even wider as he hastily asked, "What do you mean by 'don't fulfil my job'?"

"Isn't everything spelled out clearly? Party B has to ensure that you follow all the instructions given by Party A. You must make your available at any time. You can't be late, can't leave work early and can't be absent from work. You must be responsible and serious. If you violate any of that, you will breach the terms of the contract!" Jasmine said in a flat tone.

"To hell with that! You're trying to scam me, don't you?" Johnny had a feeling that he was being scammed.

"One more thing I forgot to mention, all kinds of curses, vulgarities thrown at Party A would be considered a violation of the contract too. This time, I will forgive you. I hope that you won't repeat this." Jasmine continued.

"That counts too?" Johnny hastily flipped the contract and found that indeed, there was a sentence there detailing what she had just said. Everything was in black and white. "Hey, why do I feel like I have been thrown onto a pirate ship?"

"My surname is Wong, so from now on you will address me as Ms. Wong. Since this is a labor contract, I will pay you, and of course you have to carry out your jobs dutifully. This is only natural for all kinds of labor relationship. Since I'm responsible for paying you, then you have the responsibility to ensure you do your job well. I also mentioned that you will get a pay raise if you are good at your job. Alright, the contract has been signed, which signals the start of our official labor relationship. I hope that you will study those terms in your contract carefully. I am someone who follows the rules strictly at work, and if there is any violation, don't expect me to give face to you. By then, you would have to come up with some ways to pay me the compensation."

"Fu--!" Johnny couldn't help cursing.

Jasmine turned her face to him while glaring sternly at him.

"Fundamentally, you can't rely on others but only count on yourself. Don't you think so?" Johnny reacted quickly. He was secretly cursing in his heart, "Damn it, I have been playing around too much to the point of getting hurt myself."

"We've arrived. Get off." Jasmine parked her car in the underground parking lot of a huge shopping mall while announcing to Johnny.

"This is your work place? Your company is here?" Johnny asked curiously.

"Stop with your nonsense. I have told you that you can't ask anything unnecessary. I will tell you everything you need to know when it's time." Jasmine answered curtly while heading towards the elevator. "Fuck it. Whoever ends up marrying this woman in the future would be the most unfortunate person in the world." Johnny muttered under his breath.

Johnny followed Jasmine into the elevator which carried them to the mall. After a few turnings, they arrived at a specialty shop with had an English sign board. At this point, Johnny was a little befuddled. This was a men's clothing shop, and the goods sold inside were mostly suits and the like.

Jasmine went in directly and pointed at some of the pieces on display as she instructed the saleswoman there, "I want this, this and this." In the end, the saleswoman had more than a dozen pieces of clothes on her hands. Of course, they included shirts, undergarments, ties and so on.

"Dress him up in those. Let him try them on." Jasmine then pointed at Johnny before settling down on a sofa.

"Let me try them on?" Johnny felt his eyes once again wide open.

"Of course. Or do you think these are for me?" Jasmine answered flatly.

"No, wait. Why are you buying clothes for me?" Johnny was confused.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Don't worry, I will pay for it. You don't need to fork out anything."

"It's not about that. I just don't understand why you are buying clothes for me? What are the reasons? I won't go in and try them on if you can't give me an answer."

Jasmine raised her brows and answered simply, "This is part of the job."

"How does that have anything to do with buying clothes for me?"

"I will be the judge of that. Are you going in or not? If you don't want to, return that ten thousand to me."

"I will return them to you now."

"Besides, get ready with the one hundred thousand. We will see each other in court"

"You..."

"What? If you can't pay the compensation, then go in and try those clothes on. I can't believe that you're making a scene here when we are just buying some clothes. Go!" Jasmine was beginning to feel speechless.

"Sir, the fitting room is this way. Please." The saleswoman couldn't understand what was going on between this man and woman here, but she still entertained Johnny with hospitality.

Johnny had no choice but to take that bunch of clothes and enter the fitting room. With Jasmine dragging him forward, he had a feeling that he was oppressed all the time. His soul was under her oppression." Johnny checked the price tags while removing his own clothes, and his eyes automatically widened. Damn it, this cost thirty thousand. Then, he picked up another one and saw that it cost twenty thousand. There wasn't a piece of clothing there which cost less than ten thousand. Johnny held these clothes with the utmost caution as if they were sacrificial items for the gods. He didn't dare to exert any force while he put them on carefully, as if those clothes would break and tear under the slightest force. If any of them was torn, he wouldn't be able to pay for them. He could only go sell his liver.

Johnny changed his attire from his head to his toes, and then he came out of the fitting room with a pair of leather shoes worn on his feet.

The moment Jasmine saw Johnny, her eyes immediately expanded. It seemed that clothes really maketh the man. At the moment, it felt like Johnny was not the same person as he was earlier on. Tall and handsome, he now looked like a wealthy man. A moment ago, Jasmine still thought that Johnny wasn't anything to be taken seriously, but at the sight of him wearing high-class clothes, she suddenly realized that he was indeed good-looking.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐

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