"Waiter! Come over here, we want a private room!" At that moment, an odd couple walked in from outside.
The man was about fifty, sporting a big belly, yet his head was full of white hair.
He was intimately hugging a glamorous woman in the prime of her youth. The woman was dressed fashionably, adorned with gold jewelry on her wrists, neck, and fingers, nestling like a bird in his embrace.
"Sir, miss, hello! May I ask what kind of room you would like?" the front desk attendant asked with a smile.
Slap!
The glamorous woman slapped the attendant hard across the face.
"You little slut, how dare you speak like that? Who are you calling 'miss'? If you don't make yourself clear today, I will tear off your face!" the glamorous woman shouted aggressively.
"How can you hit people?" the attendant retorted, not backing down.
Slap!
The glamorous woman slapped her again.
Furiously, she shouted, "Damn it! Why not? If your mouth isn't clean, I'll hit you. Got a problem with that?"
