Wang Haifeng looked at the girl leaving his side with surprise and glanced at Feng Jun, "With such heavy makeup, you could recognize her?"
Feng Jun shook his head disinterestedly, "She was our junior high class president, and she still posts on her Moments from time to time."
Laughing raucously at his words, Wang Haifeng said, "That's a good thing, an old flame... you can actually savor a kiss."
"That's probably tough," Zhang Wei picked up his beer for a sip and spoke slowly, "The girls here don't leave with guests unless they agree; you cannot forcibly take them away."
He didn't mention the background of the performing arts bar, but managing such a big place with thirty to forty "performers" just for fun, could such an owner be simple?
"I'm not planning on taking anyone anyway," Feng Jun sighed lightly, "It's just lamenting how unpredictable life is."
