"Young people these days just don't know the rules!" The manager wiped the spilled alcohol from his face, his greasy fingers brushing against the back of Han Chanjuan's hand. "You need a woman here to keep things lively if you expect this business to go anywhere!"
He chuckled lecherously, reaching out his thick, meaty palm toward Han Chanjuan again in an attempt to grab her hand.
Stomach churning, Han Chanjuan fought down a wave of nausea and sidestepped him without a trace.
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