"Top quality? How top quality?" A languid voice came over the phone.
The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "As top quality as you want, whether it's figure or face, she's the best I've seen among women, especially that curvaceous body, just looking at it makes you drool."
The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became eager, "Wait for me, I'll be right over."
Not long after, a young man in his late twenties, wearing a leather jacket and sporting a slicked-back hairstyle, entered through the back door of the pawnshop.
The middle-aged man immediately greeted him with respectful bows and nods, "Mr. Qin, you're here."
The young man addressed as Mr. Qin nodded indifferently, "Lao Cai, the top quality one you mentioned, take me to see her quickly."
Lao Cai hurriedly gestured politely and led the young man forward.
The young man's name was Qin Hao, the son of Qin Long, the owner of Qianda Mall.