"Oh?"
The man with the earring's eyes lit up, "Those watches are worth at least hundreds of thousands each. It's barely enough to cover the debt."
As he spoke, he lifted Zhou Jing up and cheerfully said to Fatty, "President Zhang, why don't we go to their private room and ask for some interest."
President Zhang laughed smugly, "Sounds good."
...
When Qin Hao returned to the private room, before he could even take a seat, Zou Wenying, reeking of alcohol, rushed over, "Why hasn't my husband come back yet?"
Qin Hao waved his hand, with a friendly reminder, "He's in the bathroom, probably getting beaten up right now."
"Nonsense!"
Zou Wenying shouted at the top of her voice, "With my husband's status, who would dare bully him. Are you jealous because he's better than you!"
