"Last night, the police launched a massive operation, a true raid of thunder, shutting down all entertainment venues in the city. Who knows how many people they arrested?"
"Seriously?"
Pan Hui looked genuinely surprised.
"Of course, it's true. Many people saw it happen with their own eyes."
"Who did you hear this from?"
"Old Xiao. His son works at the Golden Coast."
"What's the Golden Coast?"
"One of the top entertainment clubs in Sha City."
Fang Weiguo blurted out, and at the same time, Fang Qing was already lowering her head, sighing.
As expected.
With a loud "bang," Pan Hui slammed her chopsticks on the table, startling Jiang Chen.
"You seem to know quite a lot—top club in Sha City, so clear. Been there yourself, haven't you?"
Judging by his age, Fang Weiguo was just barely in his early fifties, relatively late to have children by the standards of his generation. According to the current national explanation, he would still be considered middle-aged.
