"No, Mr. Lee. The fist bump. Let's try it again."
Hearing Andrea's proposal, Mr. Lee became agitated that he raised his voice at her, "Are you playing a joke on me?"
Mr. Lee's hand was ready to retaliate when another hand held his wrist firmly.
"Mr. Lee!" It was Michael Song who called him out. "They probably know you were up to no good… I suggest you leave and forget about tonight."
Mr. Song, whose business was based in Northern America, came to the couple's rescue. Behind him were four of his armed bodyguards whose faces were all stiff, yet keenly observing their movements. They were seemingly ready to take down anyone.
"Mr. Song?" Mr. Lee said, looking frightened at the man before him.
"My events are not a place for you to find your women," Michael Song plainly said without any expression on his face. "Besides, you obviously chose the wrong woman to flirt with."
