"Is this all the technicians in your establishment?"
After sweeping his gaze around the room, Liu Zheng asked.
"They're all here. Just tell me which one you like, sir. If you're embarrassed, I can have them all leave first, then you can tell me, and I'll bring her back in."
The manager said considerately.
"No need for that. Leave the one called Bobo. Everyone else, get out."
He said this while watching every technician's expression. He noticed that the technician with the especially large breasts reacted the most strongly.
"Sir, you're not here looking for a technician. You're here looking for someone, aren't you?"
The manager immediately caught on and spoke meaningfully.
"What's the difference? Every customer has their own preferences. I happen to particularly prefer people named Bobo."
Liu Zheng replied.
"Sir, we're a small business. We can't afford compensation payments."
The manager said tactfully.
Although the "Red Spider" club was small, it was still a legitimate business.
These technicians had all signed contracts. If someone died in the establishment, compensation would definitely have to be paid.
"If you can't afford it, I'll pay."
After speaking, Liu Zheng abruptly looked at the technician with the especially large breasts.
"You'd better not move in a hurry. Otherwise, this marble will end up in your heart."
He toyed with the marble and spoke coldly.
The technician with the especially large breasts stopped her subtle movement. After meeting his gaze for an instant, she looked toward the account manager.
"Sir, isn't this a little inappropriate?"
The account manager's originally fawning smile also turned cold.
Bathhouse clubs were much like gangs. If someone worked for you, you had to protect them.
Troublemakers had to be thrown out, exceptionally perverted customers had to be asked to leave, and even if a technician caused the