The private room at Jincui Karaoke was thick with the scent of hormones.
Liu Jincui was drenched in sweat, her hair long since clumped together from the moisture. Beads of sweat also glistened across her smooth skin beneath the room's suggestive lighting.
She watched as Wang Yan got dressed and pulled up his pants.
Coming back to herself, she lit a cigarette and said, "I really should give you some money."
"I gave you several hundred million, and you're giving me a little money?" Wang Yan sat down shirtless, one leg crossed over the other, a cigarette dangling from his lips as well.
Liu Jincui moved closer and lay across Wang Yan's lap. "What's your name?"
"Wang Yan. Yan as in Wang Yan's Teachings."
"My surname is Liu. My name is Jincui." Liu Jincui asked again, "What do you do?"
"By the rules of the underworld, you don't leave your name, don't ask where someone came from, and don't ask where they're going. You're asking a little too much."
"What kind of underworld rule is that? How come I've never heard of it? You're really funny."
Liu Jincui broke into another flirtatious laugh.
She said, "Come on, what do you do? I'm really curious."
"No work? Want to introduce me to some?"
"That's not impossible. You may not have work, but you're good at it. It's not like no one likes men. You could make big money working for me too."
"You want me to entertain clients, or just serve you?"
"You're so good at it. Wouldn't it be a waste for you to serve only me?"
Wang Yan shook his head with an amused smile and gave her big tits a light squeeze. "You really know how to play."
"You don't like it?"
"I like playing with others. I