Huh?
Is this Smiling Tiger trying to make a big score?!
From Han Lie's understanding of Liu Hong, the more enthusiastic the man acted, the bigger his scheme. The price of his attention scaled accordingly: a stern lecture, delivered with a rigid expression, was free. A calm 'reminder' might cost a carton of Zhonghua cigarettes. A smile and feigned concern could fetch two bottles of Moutai. But enthusiastic 'care and protection'? That would require cold, hard cash.
Han Lie had never witnessed Liu Hong acting like this before; he didn't even rule out the possibility that the man had contracted some serious illness.
However, the other instructors quickly cleared up Han Lie's confusion.
"Yo, is this Han Lie? The young man looks quite spirited!" The first to speak was a middle-aged woman.
"Hmm, indeed not bad!" A middle-aged man holding a teacup promptly followed suit.
