Sitting in the car, Feng Jun turned to glance at Li Xiaobin beside him. "Where should we drop you off?"
"Don't do that," Zhang Wei said from the front passenger seat with a mischievous grin. "What if someone's following us? What if they figure out where Xiaobing lives? I say we take her to your place."
"Exactly." Wang Haifeng, seated on Feng Jun's other side, kept nodding with a particularly sleazy smile. "Boss Feng, I'd say this is fate... meeting an old friend in a foreign land."
Whether intentionally or not, he pronounced "old friend" in a way that sounded a little like something lewd—what a filthy hooligan.
Feng Jun could not be bothered with those two lowbrows. "What do you think, Class Monitor?"
Li Xiaobin fell silent for a while before finally speaking, slowly enunciating four words. "Two thousand for the night."
The three men fell silent at once. Even the designated driver glanced curiously at her through the rearview mirror.
"Forget it." After a long while, Feng Jun spoke. "Once we pass the next red light... the two of us will get out."
Wang Haifeng shot Li Xiaobin a sidelong glance. "Old Feng, is she worth it? Your class monitor... doesn't seem very appreciative."
Feng Jun smiled. "What, I'm taking her to get a room and finally fulfilling my dream... is that not allowed?"
"She's not worthy of you now." Zhang Wei was clearly not in the best mood and spoke without hesitation. "Forget it. Where are you planning to go? We'll take you there... Penglai?"
The last time they had gone to Penglai Grand Hotel, a huge mess had happened. Feng Jun had been put under surveillance and nearly robbed in the end. It was a terrible memory. Still, afterward, he had bought a twenty-thousand-yuan VIP card