When Qin Tian saw the bald man's lecherous expression, he almost wanted to vomit.
Damn, that's disgusting!
"Nice play, you win,"
Qin Tian said and turned around and walked away.
If this guy is Zhou Yang, I'd eat my own shit! Qin Tian thought.
"Sir..."
"Handsome, don't leave."
Ignoring the plea of two women and one man in the cafe, Qin Tian walked straight out.
After exiting, he spat out, "Ptui, disgusting, shit!"
But after he left, Qin Tian was in a bad mood.
If this isn't the most likely cafe... then how am I supposed to find Zhou Yang?
Standing at the intersection, Qin Tian fumbled out a cigarette, lit it, and began smoking.
He had just taken a puff when Cao Guojun called.
"Boss, how did it go?" Cao Guojun asked.
"The first one wasn't it," Qin Tian replied.
"It's not even the first one? What about the second one?"