"I'm telling you, Old Zhang, you keep flirting with Sister Feng like that, aren't you afraid your wife will tear you a new one?!"
"Ha! She wouldn't dare! I'd give her a beating, make sure she falls into line! Cut the crap, you lot, are we going or not?" the dark-skinned middle-aged man asked.
The others couldn't help but look at each other with troubled expressions, "Old Zhang, it's not that we don't want to show respect, but just a few days ago we went to the casino and are now cleaned out, not a penny to our names. Wait till that damn boss pays us our wages, then we can... hehehe..." The men all let out lewd laughs in unison, their blood seeming to stir, indicating they'd all been up to no good together before.
Old Zhang was no fool; he chuckled at his coworkers, revealing a row of yellowed teeth, "Alright! Once we get paid in a few days, let's all go have some fun together!"
