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'This guy isn't really enjoying himself there, is he...?'
'I should call Section Chief Kong over to see, let her witness Qiu Tu's true colors...'
And so, he lived it up, indulged for a night.
At 11 p.m., Qiu Tu got up to leave the Fatty Fish Bar, drunk, reeking of perfume, and with lipstick marks all over his cheeks and neck.
It wasn't clear whether Suit Man had noticed something off, or if he was just too cautious, but he hadn't approached Qiu Tu all evening.
Qiu Tu didn't care.
If not tonight, then tomorrow night. If not tomorrow night, then the night after.
After all, he was spending case funds, so he wasn't heartbroken over it.
Thinking this, Qiu Tu stood up with two girls in his arms, and slurred, "Tonight, you two are coming with me, okay?!"
On hearing Qiu Tu's words, the two girls pounced into his arms, one after the other, as excited as if they had won a victory, almost ready to jump for joy.
