"This...I've heard a bit about it,"
Lin Zhengzong replied cautiously.
"We heard from Red Pig about the Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse; it said that when the Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse first opened, it borrowed staff from your massage parlor. If we want to get involved with the Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse, you would be the most suitable middleman. So, we took the liberty of visiting."
he said.
"Oh, it was Mr. Red Pig who referred you."
Lin Zhengzong's tense nerves relaxed a little.
Red Pig had also been a regular customer of the "authentic" massage parlor. Because of its distinctive appearance and generous tipping, Lin Zhengzong still remembered it even though it had been a long time since its last visit.
"Mr. Red Pig hasn't visited for many years."
"It has been dead for many years,"
Liu Zheng replied.
"Ah, is it buried in the public cemetery?"
Lin Zhengzong asked.
"Yes."