Qin Xin lazily smiled, "Of course, there's a plan. But... it's a long story. Mr. Wolf, please allow me to use the restroom and I'll come back to explain it to you slowly."
She pointed at the juice bottle on the table.
The dancer kept refilling her with the 1-liter juice, and she'd at least drunk more than half.
Wanting to use the restroom was completely normal.
Wolff waved his hand, "Alright, I'll wait for you."
He agreed generously.
The whole town was his turf, the dance hall was full of his people, and this racing robot couldn't escape even if it sprouted wings.
Matthew stood behind him, and said worriedly, "Mr. Wolf, I'll keep an eye on her."
Wolff: "Alright, go ahead!"
Having an extra layer of security was more reassuring.
Matthew followed Qin Xin, watching her enter the women's restroom.
He called over three or four bodyguards to guard the entrance of the women's restroom, and the surrounding rooms, not even leaving the men's restroom unattended.
