It turned out Feng Jun hadn't lost his touch with women. With his improved looks and physique, plus his generous tip, the young hostess instantly fell for him and told him where Director Luo was.
In fact, it didn't matter whether she told him or not. Director Luo wasn't in a private room, but seated in an elegant booth at a corner of the main hall.
The booths here all had sofas. Feng Jun walked over and spotted Director Luo at a glance. He was smiling as he spoke softly about something.
Across from him sat two women, but since their backs were to Feng Jun, he could only see part of the backs of their heads.
Director Luo had been talking happily when he saw someone walking through the hall straight toward him. He first frowned in displeasure, then abruptly widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.
"Sorry to interrupt your conversation," Feng Jun said as he walked over. Without even looking at the two women, he plopped down beside Director Luo and asked with interest, "Looks like you've already recognized me?"
Director Luo shook his head decisively. "Sorry, I don't know you. This is..."
Before he could finish, someone across from him spoke coldly. "Your name is Feng Jun, right? Don't you think this is very rude?"
Feng Jun looked up and froze. You?
The person sitting across from him was none other than Yu Qingzhu, who didn't get along with him very well. Beside her sat a woman around thirty, dressed like an office worker, with neat features and the unmistakable air of a White Bone Spirit.
Feng Jun found it hard to feel any dislike toward Yu Qingzhu, but he also knew she couldn't stand him.
So there was no reason for him to indulge