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With reluctance, Fei Hu and Wang Yun escorted Chen Hui downstairs. He wanted to express his gratitude to Chen Hui, but the words caught in his throat and he swallowed them back. Waving goodbye and watching Chen Hui disappear into the crowd, Fei Hu felt a deep sense of loss.
It was already lunchtime, and Wang Yun led Fei Hu to a restaurant called Local Cuisine. Wang Yun mentioned that she often came here and that the food was quite good, featuring local dishes. Her intention was to treat Fei Hu to a meal as a gesture of hospitality, which he gladly accepted with a smile.
They were seated in a small private room, and once the air conditioning was turned on, it felt somewhat like living a life of luxury. Wang Yun quickly ordered several dishes without even looking at the menu, clearly indicating that she was a regular here. Understanding and considerate, she ordered a few bottles of cold beer without asking Fei Hu, who had actually been wanting to drink some for a while.
Before the food arrived, Fei Hu started on his beer. On such a hot day, drinking cold beer was truly enjoyable. Seeing Fei Hu lost in his enjoyment, Wang Yun smiled and said, "If life could always be like this, it would be wonderful. No disputes, no worries—just enjoying beer and air conditioning with someone you can get along with is really pleasant!"
"That's impossible! Unless we all become immortals," Fei Hu replied with a hearty laugh.
Wang Yun looked at Fei Hu with affection and asked, "What are your plans next? Are you really going to live like this every day?"
This question wasn't just from Wang Yun; it seemed he really needed to think about it. After pondering for a moment, Fei Hu gently asked Wang Yun, "Do you think it would be okay for me to work at a KTV?"
"KTV? Are you thinking of becoming a waiter there?" Wang Yun asked in surprise.
Fei Hu paused for a moment before smiling and saying, "Remember when we went to Shanghang to sing? The boss there gave me her business card and invited me to dinner. She wanted me to help her with something back then, but I didn't agree. Do you think I should reach out to her now?"
"Oh! You mean Tang Lan! That woman is quite something; I've heard people say she's very impressive in their circle at Shanghang. She's beautiful and has great poise, but it seems she’s still unmarried. However, that's her personal matter; many famous people are now opting for secret marriages. You should be able to contact her, but you need to maintain your integrity," Wang Yun said with a mischievous smile.
Fei Hu shook his head helplessly and pretended to be angry as he asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"What do you think I mean? I'm just reminding you not to become someone else's kept man. Living like that would strip you of your dignity and leave you tied down; where's the freedom in that? In the end, you might only get a small sum of money—it's not much different from how women are sometimes kept," Wang Yun said dismissively as she shot him an unimpressed glance.
Fei Hu raised his glass to his lips but suddenly burst into laughter so hard that tears nearly came out. Once he calmed down, he shook his head at Wang Yun and said, "Only you would think that way. I'm just a simple guy with strong limbs and some skills; how could someone like Tang Lan take an interest in me? Our relationship would only be based on mutual benefit—she pays for her safety while I protect her for money."
After hearing this from Fei Hu, Wang Yun smiled lightly and said, "That’s true; I've heard this woman is extraordinary. Why don’t you call her now to test the waters? See what she thinks. If that doesn’t work out, I can help find other job opportunities for you," Wang Yun's words were sincere, which made Fei Hu feel somewhat reassured.
The dishes were quickly served, and the food ordered by Wang Yun was indeed delicious, which explained why she headed straight here. After Fei Hu devoured a portion, he finally took out his phone, rummaged through it for a while before finding Tang Lan's number. Fortunately, he hadn't deleted her contact; otherwise, he would have been anxious.
As soon as he dialed, the call connected. Fei Hu quickly said into the receiver, "Hello! Is this Tang Zong? This is Fei Hu, the one who had dinner with you last time. Do you remember me?"
"Of course I remember. Where are you now? Why did you suddenly think of calling me? Is there something going on?" Tang Lan's voice on the other end was still calm and collected.
Fei Hu chuckled, "Tang Zong, I'm currently in Shanghang. Do you have any suitable tasks for me? Could you arrange something?"
Fei Hu was very straightforward; he believed in being direct about what he wanted.
"Ha! There are plenty of jobs suitable for you, like working as a staff member at a KTV, sweeping floors, or wiping tables. I think you could manage any of those, but I wonder if you'd be willing to do them," Tang Lan laughed on the phone.
Wasn't that just deliberately making things difficult? She hadn't said anything like that last time. Fei Hu replied angrily, "Sure!"
"Great! Since you're willing to do those tasks, come to Room 8 at Dragon View Pavilion this afternoon. I'll be there around three-thirty. We can discuss further when we meet," Tang Lan's tone was neither warm nor cold, leaving Fei Hu unsure of her true feelings.
After hanging up, Wang Yun noticed Fei Hu's silence and couldn't help but ask, "How did it go? Why aren't you saying anything? If she doesn't want us to go, we can find work elsewhere."
"It's not that she doesn't want us; she asked me to meet her at Dragon View Pavilion around three this afternoon. I just feel that she's not as enthusiastic as she was last time. Her tone seems cold and makes me feel something is off," Fei Hu said while lowering his head in thought.
Wang Yun glanced at her watch and smiled, "Hurry up and eat! After you're done, call a ride over; it should be about time. I don't know what you're thinking; we're just doing work for her in exchange for money. Whether she likes it or not has nothing to do with us." After saying this, she poured another glass of beer for Fei Hu. It made sense; if they could work, they would; if not, they would just leave.
Once Fei Hu came to terms with it, he and Wang Yun began to eat and drink heartily. Soon enough, the dishes on the table were cleared by Fei Hu in a flash, and he drank all the beer without hesitation. Patting his bulging belly, he realized this was the fullest he had felt in days.
After leaving the restaurant, since Fei Hu was meeting Tang Lan, he had to prepare the hotel room key for Wang Yun. He was still thinking about their plans for later that night when Wang Yun smiled and declined because she needed to accompany her parents for an important matter that evening. Fei Hu had no choice but to retract his outstretched hand.
At the bus stop, they waved goodbye. After walking a few steps, Fei Hu hailed a taxi. He was worried about being late for their meeting; if he arrived late, he would feel embarrassed since he was going there for a job opportunity.
Room 8 at Dragon View Pavilion was on the twelfth floor; it seemed to be Tang Lan's VIP Room. Once Fei Hu explained his purpose for visiting, the staff immediately led him to the door of the room and called over the supervisor to open it. They let him in first and then sent someone to bring tea; their service attitude was truly top-notch. As Fei Hu sat down inside, he felt his status elevate significantly. The room wasn't large but was exquisitely decorated; with half-oval floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the scenery outside at a glance.
Stepping onto the soft, fluffy carpet, there was an impulse to roll around on it. Just as Fei Hu was letting his imagination run wild, the door was gently pushed open by a server, and Tang Lan walked in gracefully. Dressed in a white casual sports shirt and white sports pants, her tall figure exuded a sense of elegance and beauty.
"Hey! Long time no see, don't you recognize me? Why are you just sitting there?" Tang Lan smiled lightly and sat down across from Fei Hu, her expression warm and friendly.
Fei Hu quickly pulled himself together, smiled, and said, "It's not that I don't recognize you, Tang Zong. You look especially beautiful today; I didn't dare to speak to you at first. I thought you had the wrong room."
"Stop flattering me; I don't like it when people butter me up. What’s beautiful about being this age? Let's talk about something practical," Tang Lan said, waving her hand to call the server.
The server hurried over and asked softly, "What can I do for you, Tang Zong?"
"Bring up a pot of Dragon View tea; I don't want this one," Tang Lan said as she moved the teapot from in front of Fei Hu to in front of the server. This confirmed Fei Hu's suspicion that Tang Lan was very familiar with the people here; it seemed this VIP room was reserved just for her.
However, the way this woman spoke made Fei Hu feel somewhat uncomfortable. Once the server had brewed the tea, Tang Lan personally poured a cup for both herself and Fei Hu before smiling and asking, "Tell me about your situation. Weren't you doing quite well in A City? Why did you suddenly come to Shanghang? Be honest; we all have our experiences out here, so there's no need to feel embarrassed about anything. Just speak freely!"
Was this woman some kind of monster? How could she be so perceptive? After a brief pause, Fei Hu recounted what had happened to him in A City, focusing on the main events while omitting any mention of matters related to the Dragon Tiger Gang. After listening to Fei Hu's account, Tang Lan fell into deep thought and remained silent for a long time.
Seeing this, Fei Hu softly said, "Tang Zong, if you're facing difficulties, then forget it; I won't trouble you."
"It's not that simple. To be honest, I've not been feeling well lately either. I've invested in a hotel in Vietnam, and recently there have been some business issues that have been bothering me," Tang Lan said with a worried expression.
Fei Hu's heart sank at her words; Tang Lan wasn't thinking of taking him to Vietnam, was she? If that were true, what kind of danger would he be facing again?
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