"Serve President Mo well, do you understand?" The manager instructed.
The girls responded with a smile. Mo Yi lifted his eyes and scanned all the girls, then took a puff of his cigar and slowly closed his eyes.
"This is what you meant by 'definitely satisfied'?" The assistant asked angrily.
The manager immediately nodded and bowed. "President Mo, President Mo, the checks have been too strict recently. These are the best we can find."
"Good my ass! I think you don't want to open this nightclub anymore. Don't you know who President Mo is? Don't even think about opening a nightclub in the whole of China, let alone in City A!" The assistant shouted.
The manager was a middle-aged man, but he was scolded by Mo Yi, a young man in his 20s, for half a day, and even had to apologize.
"Alright, just leave two behind.
"If not, people will say that I'm a bully," Mo Yi laughed evilly.
