"Do you two require a private room?"
Behind the service desk, seeing a young man and woman approach, the attendant asked in a very professional manner.
Nowadays, who among couples who proactively come to the service desk doesn't enjoy a bit of ambiguity?
However, before the attendant could finish speaking.
Lü Feng interrupted, "My good fellow, we don't need a private room, a booth will suffice!"
"Alright! Then I'll arrange it for you!"
Hearing this, the attendant thought to himself, if they wanted a booth, why come here?
They could have just gone directly.
But after all, they were customers. The attendant walked out from behind the service desk, a smile gracing his face, "This way, please."
"Aren't we looking for Chen Qingyue?"
Lin Mei watched Lü Feng's maneuvers, and for a moment, she couldn't help but feel confused.
"Yes!"
Noticing Lü Feng nod.
Lin Mei's confusion deepened.
"Why don't we get straight to the point?"
Although Lü Feng hadn't been to a bar many times.
He still knew a fundamental principle.
"Most of the hostesses here don't use their real names; they use stage names or numbers. If we ask directly, how could we possibly find her?"
Hostesses, after all, were not in a glamorous profession.
Naturally, few people in this line of work were willing to have their identities exposed.
"Then we wouldn't need to ask for a booth either!"
Lin Mei's point was valid.
But Lü Feng had his own methods.
"We're not here for a booth; we're waiting for someone."
"Who?"
"Yang Shuo!"
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Mei's jaw nearly dropped.
Wasn't this bringing up a sore subject?
Lin Mei knew very well that Yang Shuo harbored intense hatred for both of them because of the previous incident.
Last time, this person had almost gotten her and Lü Feng into serious trouble.
After that, many limbs could have been broken.
Wasn't this like knowingly walking into a tiger's den?
Lin Mei stared wide-eyed at Lü Feng.
Lü Feng smiled calmly.
It wasn't his intention to do this.
But if he didn't ask this way.
He wouldn't be able to find Chen Qingyue's whereabouts at all.
This person was, after all, a local overlord.
He would likely know more than the average person.
Thus, as the attendant was about to lead them to a random booth.
Lü Feng lowered his voice, "My good fellow, could you arrange our booth near where Young Master Yang Shuo usually is?"
"What? You're looking for him?"
Understanding Lü Feng's intention, the attendant felt as if he had been struck by a sudden, intense cold wave sweeping south from the far north.
The cells constituting his entire being trembled involuntarily.
He had seen people looking for others, but he had never seen anyone looking for Yang Shuo.
If Yang Shuo saw this beautiful woman accompanying this person, wouldn't they be in trouble?
"This, sir, please don't joke with me, alright?"
The attendant dared not offend Yang Shuo, nor did he want any trouble to occur in the establishment.
"Just arrange it as you see fit. As for the outcome, that's not your concern. Don't worry, nothing will happen!"
With just a few words from Lü Feng.
"This..."
The attendant hesitated at first.
But since this person had said so.
Why should he create unpleasantness for himself?
With that thought, the attendant could only silently pray for peace and safety.
Subsequently, the attendant found a suitable booth for them near a passage that Yang Shuo frequently used.
"Here you are, this is where Young Master Yang often passes by!"
This spot faced a large dance floor.
Behind it, a straight path led to the second floor.
"Is that so!"
"Naturally, Young Master Yang passes by here every day!"
The attendant lowered his voice as much as possible.
Yet, even so.
The moment these words were spoken.
A voice from the dark corner responded loudly.
"What? You're looking for me?"
At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from the dark corner.
Upon hearing this, the attendant froze and quickly looked up.
Yang Shuo!
He immediately retreated.
His voice began to stammer.
"No, no, I, it's, him, them!"
After speaking, the attendant instantly made way.
And the figure from the dark corner now appeared near the booth's table.
It's over, it's over!
The attendant was so frightened he didn't know what to do.
The attendant had personally witnessed Yang Shuo's methods.
This person, relying on his family's background and status, acted tyrannically and did as he pleased!
The attendant did not want to provoke this person.
But he couldn't leave, as these two guests had not yet been properly seated!
The attendant could only stand aside and quietly wait.
However, what he waited for was Yang Shuo's voice, like a fierce storm.
"You? Looking for me!"
Ever since Yang Shuo had been tricked yesterday.
He had been holding a lot of pent-up anger with nowhere to release it.
His mood was not good.
Nothing he did went smoothly.
And now, someone was looking for him.
It was the perfect opportunity for him to vent.
Thus, a hint of malice flashed across Yang Shuo's brows.
Yang Shuo immediately stood near the booth.
"Kid, you look like you need a good beating!"
This!
The attendant's face instantly turned ashen.
He had said nothing would happen.
Seeing this, he could only take a deep breath and muster his courage to step forward.
To do his best.
To persuade if possible.
But as he approached the booth.
The attendant's face turned pale again.
"What's wrong?"
The attendant was not blind; his eyes had not moved an inch from Yang Shuo's face just moments ago.
Yet, now, for some reason.
The ferocity that had been etched on Yang Shuo's face had vanished without a trace in mere seconds.
"Am I seeing things?"
The attendant involuntarily rubbed his eyes.
But he hadn't misread.
Yang Shuo's expression had indeed done a complete 180-degree turn.
He didn't want to change his expression.
He still wanted to find a scapegoat.
But alas.
The two scapegoats sitting in front of him, the moment his gaze settled on them, turned into two heavy stones.
"It's, it's you guys!"
Yang Shuo's face twitched uncontrollably.
The anger he forcibly suppressed, mixed with a fake smile.
Caused his entire expression to be in a state of loss of control.
Lin Mei noticed Yang Shuo's expression.
On the surface, she appeared very calm.
Like a stone.
But secretly, her heart was pounding wildly, almost exceeding its limit.
On the other hand, Lü Feng remained unperturbed.
"Young Master Yang, I trust you are well!"
He even took the initiative to greet him.
This kid!
Upon hearing this, Yang Shuo's insides felt like they were about to explode.
If Zhang Dong hadn't given him instructions.
Yang Shuo would have already thrown a punch at Lü Feng.
This kid was clearly playing him.
And he still came here.
Wasn't this precisely to watch his downfall?
In Yang Shuo's heart, countless waves of anger were surging rapidly.