Yang Fei and Milan looked at the man together.
They saw the man dressed in a black tailcoat, slightly chubby, smiling, seemingly a client manager.
Yang Fei and Milan were somewhat disappointed.
However, since someone had already reserved the private room, they both stood up, preparing to leave.
The client manager saw Yang Fei and Milan cooperating with his work and continuously thanked them.
At that moment, a burly big man walked into the private room, glared at Yang Fei, and cursed.
"Fatty, hurry up, our Young Master will be here soon."
"If you delay his matters today, be careful or you'll get your legs broken."
Hearing this, Yang Fei sensed something was off.
He immediately stopped, his face darkened, and looked at the client manager.
"Be honest with me, what's going on here?"
The client manager was sweating profusely, stammering as he explained to Yang Fei.
"This... this..."
