"I know I tick all the boxes, but you need to stop looking at me like that, sister. I can't handle it."
Chen Feng gave an artificial smile.
"Ha, didn't know you couldn't handle it! I'm just messing around."
Yun Qian giggled.
"You..."
"Hello, brother."
At this point, a man with a large beard walked over. Dressed head to toe in a stylish suit, his beard seemed to add an aura of civility.
"Hello, and you are?" Chen Feng greeted, shaking hands with the bearded man.
The bearded man chuckled, "I own this dance hall, and my surname is Lu."
"Mr. Lu, are you here to represent that Wu guy and challenge me?" Chen Feng asked, grinning.
"No, no, not at all." Mr. Lu hastily denied, "I watched your entire performance and was enthralled, to say the least. If you could stay, name your price for the salary."
Um…
Chen Feng was taken aback.
He hadn't expected this from Mr. Lu.
"Mr. Lu, I'm afraid I may disappoint you. I have other commitments. I'm very busy." Chen Feng declared.
