"A bit low-end." Looking at those beauties whose eyes sparkled at the sight of money, ready to strip immediately, Shen Qiang felt helpless.
At this moment, Boss Ma threw money to Sun Kaiping, signaling him to count it for them. Then Boss Ma grabbed a glass of beer, put another beside Shen Qiang, and sat next to Shen Qiang without any smile on his face, sighing lightly.
"Do you think I'm particularly vulgar?" Boss Ma looked at Shen Qiang, downed his glass of beer, then poured himself another while saying, "Do you think they're extremely shameless?"
Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow: "A little bit."
Boss Ma laughed: "Actually, we're all the same, trying every way to make others happy, because only this way can we earn money."
