——"Got it, Boss, but that Qin Shaonan isn't someone to be trifled with, aren't you afraid..."
Avoiding hearing any unpleasant words, Jiao Yang hung up the phone, feeling a surge of anger.
Thinking about how he was interested in someone who frequently sold themselves, his whole body felt uncomfortable, as if he had been inexplicably splashed with filth.
He got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower.
After the shower, he really couldn't believe he could no longer do it.
Thinking of this, he called his buddies, "Got any girls around? Clean and pretty, someone who can spark interest."
——"Boss, got tons of them."
Jiao Yang, "Find one, book me a room, I'll be there soon."
Zhao Si, "Boss, aren't you hospitalized? Can you indulge?"
Jiao Yang felt uncomfortable, "Why can't I indulge?"
Zhao Si, "But I heard—"
"Get lost."
Jiao Yang hung up the phone abruptly, throwing it heavily to the ground.
