"Hello boss, are you alone? Need a lady to keep you company? Rest assured, our Fu Hai beauties are famous in Tsim Sha Tsui. I guarantee you'll be satisfied." Chen Fei had just reached the entrance when a curly, blond-haired minion who looked like a waiter sidled up to him, speaking with a lewd expression.
In his opinion, anyone who came to Fu Hai alone was obviously looking for fun. What else could it be? So, he decided to be direct. If he made a good arrangement, maybe this rich, naïve Mainlander would give him a big tip. Tonight's shift wouldn't be a waste then. As for how he knew Chen Fei wasn't from Hong Kong, it was simple: his clothes and his aura. Would a local be so 'reserved' and silent? Only a complete rookie would act like that.
"I'm not here for fun. Where's Po Rong? Upstairs?" Chen Fei swept his gaze over the man and asked slowly.
"Po... Brother Ximao, someone's here to cause trouble!"
