A Xing and A Wang looked a little more mature. Though their chins had been shaved clean, their beards had clearly grown much thicker.
Their hairstyles had already been brought in line with Su Hao and the other two, becoming buzz cuts.
It had been A Xing's idea. He had suddenly wanted to do it, so he did.
What left A Wang helpless was that A Xing had not only cut his own hair, but had insisted on forcing him into a buzz cut too.
Now, five young men with buzz cuts sat around a table in the tavern, becoming quite a striking sight and drawing frequent glances from all kinds of young women and married ladies drinking nearby.
The moment they sat down, Feng Cheng impatiently asked, "A Xing, A Wang, have you found girlfriends yet?"
A Xing and A Wang's expressions stiffened.
Then A Xing casually ran a hand through his short hair and said, "There are just too many. I don't know which one to choose."
A Wang also chuckled. "That's right! The people pursuing me are lined up all the way to the neighboring town. Finding a girlfriend is just a matter of crooking my finger."
Ashan curled his lip. "So that means you don't have any! You're seriously weak. If it were me, I'd have more than a dozen kids running all over the place by now."
A Xing and A Wang snorted. "Then why don't we see your kids running around?"
Ashan seemed to recall the several children he had once had, and a smile appeared on his face. "Isn't that because I haven't had an assignment from the boss?"
He turned to Feng Cheng. "Feng Cheng, you've never had a girlfriend before, right? Want to find a girl and get married to experience