Fellow Trader?

"Little Sun, you're so beautiful. What a great figure." Yang Bo had one arm around her waist, his hand roaming nonstop as he spoke.

"Uncle, you're so funny too. What do you do for work?" Little Sun was thoroughly repulsed by Yang Bo's hand, but she could only pretend and keep playing along with him.

"At my age, I'd like to go out and work, but I can't find anything suitable."

"So you're living on a pension?"

"What use is a pension? After all the taxes, there's nothing left."

"Uncle, are your taxes really that high?"

"Sigh, let's not talk about that. Thinking about my pension makes me sad. I left the gift I prepared for Little Sun at the hotel. How about you come with me to get it?"

"Uncle, you're so naughty. You want to go to a hotel right after meeting me?"

"Then wait here while I go get it. The hotel isn't far."

"Which hotel are you going to, Uncle? How far is it?"

"This hotel. It's right next door."

"Wait for me, Uncle. I'm going to the bathroom." Little Sun spoke after seeing the card Yang Bo took out.

"Go on, go on." Yang Bo chuckled inwardly, knowing this woman was going to pass word to someone else.

The future Brigadier General was amused when he saw the message forwarded by Little Sun.

"What a coincidence. This guy is in room 302 downstairs from us."

"Even better." The others laughed as well. Since this was the temporary command post, it had the largest number of people.

After Little Sun returned from the bathroom, she left the bar with Yang Bo.

Little Sun had put her coat back on by then, while Yang Bo had wrapped himself up tightly as well.

After arriving at the hotel,