He pushed open the door to the private room and reentered the dimly lit hall, where the soothing music mixed with strange surrounding sounds Zhou Wang began to hear.
"Stupid-ass client, dragging out a meal like this. Is your time worthless, man...? I just got my new doll delivered and can't wait to get back and have some fun! "
Zhou Wang was startled as he turned his head, spotting a young man at a nearby table, holding up his wine glass to toast a middle-aged man opposite him, speaking with warmth and sincerity.
"Mr. Wang, thank you so much this time. See if there's anything else you need. The steak at this restaurant is really good too..."
Zhou Wang averted his gaze, soon hearing a sharp female voice.
What intrigued Zhou Wang was that the woman was speaking in the Yunan Province dialect, or rather, the standard Ming City accent, which sounded a bit harsh...
