Hong Botao made a call and summoned the front desk manager.
Soon after, a woman clad in a tailcoat, her feet in high heels, gracefully approached. She said with a delighted surprise, "My, my, Mr. Hong, it's been such a long, long time since you came to see us! What brought you here today?"
Hong Botao laughed heartily, "With one foot already in the coffin, why would I come here? To rush my own death? Bring over your best girls! This young man here is an honored guest of mine, and he must be treated well, or you'll have to answer for it!"
The beautiful lady laughed, "Goodness, what is our esteemed guest's surname?"
"Surname Fu."
"No problem." The beautiful lady looked Fu Liaoyi up and down with a smile. He seemed like an ordinary young man, somewhat inscrutable, "We'll make sure the guest is satisfied! Would you like a drink?"
"I'll pass. Let the youngsters have some."
"Alright then."
