Qiu Changqing was rendered speechless by Chu Ge's words and could only sit sulking on the sofa.
The quiet atmosphere didn't last long before a man with a tattoo on his arm and a crew-cut hairstyle suddenly came over: "Yo, Little Qiu, you've made something of yourself."
"Brother Qian!" Qiu Changqing was stunned on seeing the tattooed man: "Aren't you always backstage, how come..."
This man's surname was Qian; people in the underworld called him Brother Qian, and he was also the leading bouncer of this bar.
"I am indeed in charge of the backstage business, but I heard something happened here, so I came to check it out." For some reason, Brother Qian's gaze at Qiu Changqing carried a hint of pity.
"Ah?" Qiu Changqing was taken aback, his expression darkened, but he quickly adjusted himself: "Sweat, it's nothing major, worth you coming here personally?"