Chapter 78: Hopeless Woman_1

Although it is a cliché in novels, such scenes are indeed rare in this bar, almost nonexistent.

Two male waiters vied to lead Yan Zao to her destination, both walking ahead of her, calling out "beauty" this and "beauty" that.

"Isn't table eighteen reserved for the captain and vice-captain of the LY Club?"

"So what? Aren't they normal men? Don't they need women?"

"As expected, they have different taste—the call girls they request are so unique, without makeup they could outshine ninety-nine percent of the women here."

"Definitely."

A few female waiters watched Yan Zao's retreating figure and started to talk sourly among themselves.

The waiter brought Yan Zao to the entrance of booth number eighteen and politely bowed to her, "Miss, this is table eighteen. I'll just confirm with the guests inside first."