Chapter 13: We Need Top-Quality Goods
As night falls, the Da Long Night Market comes alive. Walking through the food street at the far east end, you reach the brightly lit, bustling area to the west.
More tourists flock here, mostly drawn by curiosity, and some are online celebrities who come to take photos and livestream for traffic.
Fu Yungui's sudden appearance caused a gap to appear in the already crowded road.
Sawa's car could only be parked in the parking lot further away, and the rest of the way had to be walked. The road was already too narrow, and now with so many tourists pouring in, it became even more difficult to walk.
Anu walked ahead expressionlessly to clear the way for him, while the man following leisurely behind was dressed in all black today. His cold and sinister aura made the young girls who loved handsome men involuntarily step back, not daring to make any rash moves.
I want to get closer and make friends, but I don't have the courage.
They felt a chill run down their spines when they saw Anu's strong muscles; if he suddenly punched them, they would be killed instantly.
Fu Yungui noticed the tense faces of the group of women beside him and couldn't help but speak to Anu.
"Take off that fierce look on your face, you're scaring the passersby."
“Okay, Brother Yun.” Anu responded immediately, then smiled, thinking that this would make him look more amiable.
However, to outsiders, it would have been better if she hadn't laughed; once she did, the people around her couldn't help but shrink back.
Sawa, following behind, couldn't help but burst into laughter. How could Brother Yun have the nerve to say that? His own aloof demeanor was probably even more frightening.
As a result, when Fu Yungui turned around, Shawa was so frightened that he immediately stopped smiling and obediently followed behind.
Under the watchful eyes of a large group of women, the three of them went straight into the depths of the alley, where there was a door leading to the basement, where the scene was much more lively than that upstairs.
The booming music and explosions, accompanied by randomly fired lights, bombarded my ears in a loop. In the center of the stage, a group of scantily clad beauties were dancing, but most of them were transgender people.
Clothes were scattered everywhere on the stage, and some people, deeply moved, even hung their underwear around each other's necks.
Some people love this and think that ladyboys are much more exciting to watch than women when they dance.
If you don't like ladyboys, there are other options. Right across from the ladyboys, there's a male DJ dressed in patterned clothes. His chest and upper body are covered by barely visible black stockings that encase his muscular arms and broad shoulders. From his chest down to his pants, he's completely naked, wearing tight jeans and swaying to the music.
To his right, a row of men dressed similarly to him were also dancing, some wearing pink bunny ears or bright red lace cat ears, making strange gestures towards the audience.
The man in the middle was fidgeting and singing energetically.
I want to be your slave.
I also want to be your master.
I want to make your heart flutter.
[A rollercoaster of emotions]
I want to be a good boy.
I also want to be a villain.
Since you are exceptionally beautiful
Then I'll become a monster.
...
“He doesn’t like perfectly good women, but prefers this kind of rugged yet gentle man.” Sawa frowned, looking at the man posing on stage with disdain.
It gave him goosebumps.
“Anu, don’t you think so?” he said, then turned to look at Anu.
Anu kept his eyes fixed ahead, not looking at anything else, and walked straight ahead to lead the way for Fu Yungui, not wanting to pay any attention to him at all.
"Idiot," Shava muttered to himself, then glanced at the stage a few more times.
"If you're really that reluctant to leave, you can go up and jump with them," Fu Yungui suddenly said.
Shava immediately quickened his pace to catch up, shaking his head frantically, "Brother Yun, I was wrong, I will definitely change." Even if he didn't know what to change, admitting his mistake was enough.
For men, it's all about attitude.
Fu Yungui was speechless, then went up and kicked him.
Sawa dodged, then grinned at him.
"Brother Yun..." When A-Qiang, who was in charge of managing the place, saw him arrive, he quickly ran over from the bar to greet him, being extremely respectful and afraid of being slighted in the slightest.
Fu Yungui responded with a snort.
"I've arranged everything you requested, and your guests have arrived." A-Qiang reported to him on the completion of his task, with a hint of boasting.
"Did he make any demands?" Fu Yungui asked.
Ah Qiang nodded, "Yes, they mentioned it, saying they wanted top-quality goods."
"Okay, I understand. Don't make any arrangements yet. Let's see if he's worth it." The man replied indifferently, then followed him inside.
"Okay," Ah Qiang replied.
His guest for tonight was Colonel Buddy, and the two were going to talk business here. He thought he had arrived early enough, but as soon as he entered the private room, he saw that everyone else was already having fun.
Colonel Buddy, dressed smartly in a suit, sat among the women. When he saw Fu Yungui approaching, he immediately asked the beautiful woman next to him to move aside and make room for him.
"Mr. Pason, the surprise you said you had for me tonight, is this what you're going to do?"
"If that's true, then it's a bit cliché."
The man in front of me, well past fifty, was almost bald, yet his desires in that area seemed to only grow stronger. The key was that he had a particular fetish: he loved playing with virgins, especially young, inexperienced ones.
Fu Yungui ignored his behavior and walked around the group of people to sit opposite him.
"Colonel Buddy, I've said it before, don't call me Pason, I don't like it."
"Please call me Fu Yungui," he said, leaning back on the sofa, enunciating each word clearly.
Looking at the man's unpredictable expression, Buddy couldn't help but feel uneasy, wondering if cooperating with him was really the best choice. This kid really hadn't inherited his father's submissive nature at all; the two of them were completely unrelated in terms of personality—truly, extremes meet.
Buddy couldn't help but chuckle. "It seems I really am getting old. I've been forgetting things lately. Please forgive me."
Since there was no good way to back down, he resorted to making excuses about his age.
Fu Yungui immediately smiled, lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers, "If you say that, you're too kind. I wouldn't call it forgiveness, but reminding you to be mindful of your boundaries is what I, as a junior, should do."
Colonel Buddy's expression changed slightly upon hearing the word "discretion," but he knew the gravity of the situation and couldn't let such a small matter ruin his plans for the day. So he just smiled awkwardly, casually put his arm around the beautiful woman next to him, and said nothing.
The beautiful waitresses were also quick to read the room and, seeing that the atmosphere was off, immediately started to warm things up by pouring drinks for both sides.
Fu Yungui frowned, finding the group of women hovering in front of him somewhat irritating. Anu glanced at him, immediately understanding his meaning, and promptly chased all the women out.
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