Ding Ding always kept his word.
The very night he made his threats, Ding Ding called up the factory heads he had worked with recently, one after another, to arrange a meeting.
After dinner, of course.
"I probably won't be back until really late. Little Bai, go to sleep if you're tired. Don't wait up for me."
"Little Bai knows!"
Ding Ding murmured an acknowledgment, but still couldn't stop worrying. "Will you be scared? Turn all the lights on if you are. I..."
"Little Bai isn't scared!"
"Why don't you come with me after all... It's just that those people will be smoking, so the air won't be good. You can wait in the car, okay?"
"..."
Bai Congming let out a long sigh, feeling that Brother Ding was getting more and more long-winded.
Ever since dinner began, he had been repeating these things over and over, without stopping.
"Little Bai can do it!" Bai Congming pushed him straight out the door. "Brother Ding, go by yourself! Hurry up!"
Realizing he had been rejected, Ding Ding wasn't angry. Smiling, he let Bai Congming see him to the car and gave him plenty more reminders. Only after watching him go inside and close the door did he start the car and head to the agreed meeting place.
There were only so many places where men gathered. The more they publicly flaunted their success, the seedier their private lives were.
At one of M City's well-known clubs, the factory managers stood on no ceremony. Even before their host arrived, they were perfectly capable of enjoying themselves.
Ding Ding pushed open the private room's door and walked in. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol mixed with perfume hit him in the face, almost making him stagger. Many of the men had flamboyantly dressed