An Junxi looked down upon these arrogant thugs but didn't dare to provoke them. After all, Yi Ke wasn't here, and they were at a disadvantage.
She said, "Mr. Lin, it was my fault last time. I apologize to you. My husband is on his way, and he will compensate you for the loss from last time."
Mr. Lin smashed a glass on the ground, startling everyone. The accompanying hostesses shrank to the side, not daring to approach.
Anyone who worked the nightlife scene had experienced setbacks. These customers were fickle, stuffing bills into their hands when happy, and hitting them without a protest when unhappy, only to have the girls still smile and say it was a good hit.
Seeing Mr. Lin angry, no one dared to make a sound.
Gu Yikun quickly ended the meeting and left the company. He sped towards the bar, receiving a call from An Junxi on the way. He was about to answer when the call was cut off.
He called back, but the phone couldn't connect.
