"Young Master Chen, the selection tonight is top-notch! See that beauty over there in the office attire? Gold-rimmed glasses, curvy in all the right places... Tsk tsk, I just want to pin her down on this booth and have my way with her!"
"Fuck, Yang Fan, can you not be so disgusting? On the booth? Why not just drag her to the bathroom..."
"*Ahem ahem*... Well, that's not out of the question! The three of us could even do it together..."
"Hehe~ I like that..." the skinny guy chimed in with a smirk.
"Fuck off..."
Listening to their conversation, Su Chen's brow furrowed even deeper.
He walked up to the booth and knocked on the table. "This is my booth. I'm going to have to ask the three of you to move."
The three men, interrupted mid-conversation, all turned to glare at Su Chen with hostile expressions.
The leader, Young Master Chen, sized Su Chen up in the dim light. Seeing nothing remarkable about him, he leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed.
