The bar owner didn’t say much to Zheng coming back. People with money were your bosses. People with both money and power were your masters. The owner poured a glass of brandy for Zheng. And Zheng drank it all in one go. The burn rushed down to his stomach and made him feel refreshed.
Zheng thought as he sat there. “Do you have any employee lounges? Uh. Best if it’s quiet and somewhere to take a shower.”
The owner replied immediately. “The back of the bar are rooms for customers. Of course, its quieter there. Several rooms also have showers within.”
Zheng threw him a few gold nuggets. “If the cops come, send them elsewhere. There was an incident outside. If those riding motorbikes come looking for me, take them to me. Also, prepare some food and drinks over.”
