After getting beaten up, Chen Ergou finally fainted.
Of course, he was pretending to faint, because if he didn't, that damned Xiao Hudie would have kept hitting him.
"Brother Ye Xiaofei, could you please come with me to Sweating Dance Hall and say a few good words on my behalf to Big Brother Liu Han?"
With a playful squint, Xiao Hudie said to Ye Xiaofei.
"What's in it for me?"
Ye Xiaofei furrowed his brow, as he was a very busy man, and time was money. Unless there was a compelling benefit, he couldn't be bothered.
"Brother Ye Xiaofei, if you go, I won't come to your house every day making painless moans."
The implication of Xiao Hudie's words was that if Ye Xiaofei didn't go, then she would certainly go to Ye Xiaofei's house and call out like a cat in heat.
"What a tremendous favor to me indeed."
Three black lines appeared on Ye Xiaofei's forehead. He decided to go, for the sake of his poor ears, for his injured little soul. He had no choice.
"Are you guys coming or not?"
