The Fat Guy, Save Me (Fourth Update-Please Vote for the Guaranteed Monthly Pass)

When Wang Haifeng saw the girl beside them leave, he glanced at Feng Jun in surprise. "With makeup that thick, you could still recognize her?"

Feng Jun shook his head listlessly. "She was our class monitor. She still posts on Moments from time to time."

Wang Haifeng let out a cackling laugh. "That's a good thing. An old flame... you can finally have a taste of her."

"That probably won't happen," Zhang Wei said slowly after taking a sip of beer. "The girls here don't go out with customers. If she doesn't agree, you can't force her to leave with you."

He did not mention Entertainment Bar's backing, but with such a large establishment and thirty or forty "performers" fluttering about, could a boss who opened a place like this just to have fun be an ordinary person?

"I wasn't planning to take her anywhere," Feng Jun sighed. "I was just lamenting how unpredictable life is."

Zhang Wei's curiosity was piqued. After asking a couple more questions, he smiled. "You're overthinking it. Let me tell you, forget places like Entertainment Bar—even plenty of nightclub girls have day jobs... eyebrow tattooing, manicures, that sort of thing. They're all cover stories."

"They're not necessarily all cover stories, are they?" Wang Haifeng disagreed somewhat. "I've met girls in nightclubs who worked at banks... could that be a cover too?"

"That depends on what they did at the bank," Zhang Wei retorted without hesitation. As someone from a securities firm, he knew this better than anyone. "Outsourced tellers can call themselves bank employees too. How much money could they possibly make?"

Wang Haifeng was a little embarrassed and angry. "That's still a proper job, isn't it? How can you call it a cover?"

"There aren't many cases like that." Zhang Wei did not deny