"Hmm? What do you want to play?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, puzzled.
"Mr. Zhang, just a little show. Please put this on!" Fatty Tong said ingratiatingly.
"Alright! I'll give you a chance to impress." Zhang Xiaohao replied.
With that, he put the black mask on his face.
"Mr. Zhang, please wait here. I'm going out for a moment!" Fatty Tong said mysteriously with a smile.
"Okay." Zhang Xiaohao nodded in response.
Fatty Tong turned and walked outside.
With nothing to do, Zhang Xiaohao wandered around the room.
He walked to the window and stood there, looking at the dark night outside, under the dazzling neon lights brightening the night scene vividly.
Click!
At that moment, the door to the room opened from the outside.
The sound of the door opening was very quiet. Just from the sound, Zhang Xiaohao knew that the visitor wasn't Fatty Tong, nor his young secretary. It had to be a young woman.
Moreover, from afar, a strong and pure fragrance wafted through the air.
