The dimly lit small shanty by the roadside.
Little umbrellas and tissues scattered beside the bed, the poorly ventilated room filled with a fermented smell.
The lady sat by the bed, dressing while nudging the sleeping Huang Mao, asking, "Brother, the time's up. Want to extend or settle the bill?"
Huang Mao woke up, glaring fiercely at the woman, cursing, "Fuck, pay what money?"
The lady was a bit scared: "No, brother, you slept with me last night, you need to pay."
Huang Mao wiped his crotch with tissue, shamelessly laughing: "I sleep with you, I have to pay? Didn't you also sleep with me? Besides, it was me working all night, my waist is aching now, you think you get to enjoy for free?"
The lady looked dumbfounded: "???"
Huang Mao buckled his belt, seeing the lady still dazed, he grabbed her hair hard, snarling: "Hurry up and give me 500 bucks for nutrition, I gotta rush out for business."
