A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the club's preparations were going smoothly, but the person Vivian was waiting for had not arrived.
In the outskirts of Mandhesi, M Country.
In a bamboo building on the hillside, there were two people guarding the ground. Faint voices could be heard from the second floor.
In the central room, there was a bamboo chair by the window, on which lay a thin old man in his 50s. He was wearing a Longyi and was topless. There was a huge tiger head tattooed on his chest, and an eagle and a snake on his left and right shoulders.
Beside him knelt a little girl in her teens. Her hair was tied up high into a round ponytail. She was wearing a gauze top and her lower body was especially sensitive. At this time, she was looking down and waving a fan for the old man.
"Boss, how are we going to sell our goods if that woman does this?!"
