Upstairs on the second floor, they didn’t forget to turn back and smile, giving a shoutout, "Darling, you all keep chatting, we need some private space now."
With a bang, they closed the front door.
Blitz and Bailey exchanged glances.
The General Sect Leader seemed much calmer, and with keen interest, he said, "I’ll bet with you, ten minutes! In ten minutes, Old Jack will surrender and send us a distress signal! Do you believe it?"
"Darling, do you perhaps think too highly of him? I bet he’ll come down in three minutes," the hot beauty said with a smile.
"I haven’t asked your name yet," Allen Zhang said.
"You can call me Eliza Washington. I took my mother’s surname," Eliza smiled, merrily sitting on the General Sect Leader’s lap, energetically jostling him.
Anyway, since they had already had a thorough exchange last time, having played a friendly match, the General Sect Leader admired the opponent’s skills and responded boldly to the provocation.
Eliza soon found it overwhelming, leaning to his ear and whispering, "My cat back in my room can do backflips, want to come see?"
"I can do backflips too! What a fascinating cat, why not?" Allen Zhang laughed, stood up, and headed to the private booth on the first floor with her.
To Bailey and Blitz, he said, "Let Sieg rest here when he arrives, I need some time to handle private matters, won’t be too long."
Watching the General Sect Leader leave, both wore an expression as if they’ve seen it all before.
Blitz took out his computer to start coding and texted his girlfriend, while Bailey flirted and chatted with the female manager.
The female manager, clearly not some street girl, didn’t take Bailey’s boasting and enthusiasm seriously, accustomed to the lives of the rich - without a few million in the bank or special skills, he stood no chance.
Always maintaining politeness, she smiled slightly, "Sir, would you like another drink?"
"No need. I think I’d better keep to myself," Bailey said uncomfortably, wisely choosing not to pester her further.
Soon after, Sieg drove back, and Bailey finally found something to do, engaging in conversation and moving stuff to the car.
The General Sect Leader followed Eliza to a private booth, and as soon as they entered, she locked the door, fearing the General Sect Leader might escape.
Allen Zhang glanced at the surroundings, filled with seductive purple sheets, drapes, and pillows.
Meaningfully, he asked, "Where’s your backflipping cat?"
Eliza took off her coat, threw back her hair, kneeled on the floor, and blinked, "Meow?"
Allen Zhang clicked his tongue, petted her head, and lifted her chin, "Good kitty."
"You can do backflips too, right?" Eliza stuck out her tongue and smiled flirtatiously.
"No, I only do handstands," the General Sect Leader said unflinchingly.
The General Sect Leader scooped up the seductive kitty, "This way."
"oh! shit! WTF...hahaha, you didn’t do this last time," Eliza exclaimed joyfully.
"That was last time."
Allen Zhang immediately started his instruction.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
"Hey! Boss, do you have medicine?"
"What kind of medicine are you talking about?" Allen Zhang asked irritably, "No."
"I don’t believe it," Old Jack pleaded, "I need help!!"
"Just 2 hours, it will be over soon. Just endure it," Allen Zhang replied.
"That’s right, Jack, no need to be embarrassed, after all, I know you too well," Mrs. Abby’s voice came through.
Old Jack was furious. To defend his manhood, he had no choice but to head back stubbornly. But today, he was doomed to face defeat.