Wang Zibo wasn't as thick-skinned as Chen hansheng. He could actually pretend to forget about Shen youchu before he massaged his foot. He could only retreat at the entrance of the club.
"Xiao Chen, let's just forget about it."
"These are all legitimate."
Chen hansheng pointed at the welcoming ladies at the door. don't think that it's an illegal place just because they're wearing split cheongsam. It's just a gimmick to attract people.
"Just like me, I smoke, drink, play cards, and play games, but I'm also a good boy." Chen hansheng advised sincerely.
The female manager of the club's lobby saw this scene. She was very experienced, and often there would be two men pushing and shouting at each other at the door.
"Boss, since you're here, let's have a cup of tea."
The female manager took Wang Zibo's arm and said enthusiastically, ""Where is the boss from? he looks very young."
"F * ck, what kind of look is that?"
