"Check, please!" Lin Jun, with a voluptuous woman in his arms, sat on the spacious sofa of Qianqian Club and shouted, his face flushed with heavy drunkenness.
Lin Jun tossed his credit card to the waiter, squeezing the woman's breasts and said, "I'm still the number one young master in Yuhua City! See that? I'm loaded!"
"Um, Jun, you're so bad!" The woman retorted with feigned resistance, coquettishly teasing Lin Jun, "Jun, you promised to buy me a car, remember?"
"Buy! Whatever you want, I'll get you, as long as you keep me happy!" Lin Jun downed a mouthful of brandy and violently pulled the woman into a harsh kiss.
"I'm sorry, sir, your credit card has been frozen," the waiter said respectfully to Lin Jun, extending the card back to him.
"What?! What did you say? How could my card be frozen?! You idiot!" Lin Jun was infuriated by the waiter's lack of tact.
