Sure enough, it's beautiful. This is exactly the kind of style he likes—this classic, ancient vibe.
So at that moment, Young Master Jun was determined; he had to sleep with this woman. As far as he was concerned, any woman he set his sights on was unlikely to escape.
"Manager Chen, make arrangements and have this little fairy go to the Sky Room to serve me!"
Young Master Jun said arrogantly, snapping his fingers as he spoke. A lackey immediately handed him a cigar.
"Why are you giving me a cigar? Are you stupid or what? How many times do I have to tell you, when I snap my fingers, it's for money!"
With each sentence, Young Master Jun slapped the lackey, pushing him back repeatedly, his nose bleeding. The lackey felt aggrieved, thinking, Master, you clearly said one snap is for cigars, and two snaps are for money. Of course, he didn't dare to say this out loud, as the master would lose face, and that would be dangerous.
