Zhao Dawei, Qian Bing, and Sun Tie struggled to hold back their laughter.
Finally, Zhao Dawei said with disdain, "So you just wanted to get a 'special massage.' If you wanted to go, you should've just said so. Why make up so many excuses? However, the place I'm taking you isn't a nightclub. It's… well, I can't tell you where it is yet because you're not qualified to know. But I can guarantee you'll gain immense benefits and be grateful to me for the rest of your life. So, how about it? Are you willing to make a bet with me now?"
"Alright, I'll take that bet." Zhang Bin felt he couldn't possibly lose. Besides, he was sure Zhao Dawei wouldn't dare deceive him, so he agreed without hesitation.
"Hahaha…" Zhao Dawei laughed excitedly. Victorious expressions also appeared on Qian Bing and Sun Tie's faces.
