"What would you two bosses like to eat?"
The burly man's hands looked greasy as he wiped them on his body and asked.
Chen Fang saw this but wasn't put off.
He said, "Just whip up a few of your local dishes and bring us a couple of bowls of rice."
"Alrighty, come on inside, please, bosses."
Invited by the burly man,
Chen Fang and Yu Zhengchuan entered the restaurant.
The restaurant wasn't big, with only about four or five tables.
The two had just sat down
when the curtain at a side door opened.
A man and a woman came out.
The man looked scruffy and casual, his hair a messy tangle, his forehead slightly sweaty.
The woman appeared to be in her forties, quite voluptuous. As she walked out, she was still buttoning up her blouse.
From their posture, they seemed to have just finished some "activity."
The man paid at the counter.
He smirked lecherously,
reached through the woman's belt, and lingered between her legs for a while.
