A steward standing behind the young man took the order and left.
The young man still hadn't calmed his anger, his face grim as he silently stared at the metal component that had just been sold through the glass window.
A nearby beautiful woman noticed this and chuckled, then gracefully filled the young man's wine glass again with her slender hands.
"Why are you so angry, Young Master Lian? Come, have a glass of wine to calm down!"
The young man turned his head to look at the woman and suddenly pulled her into his arms, roughly handling her.
Only after her hair was disheveled and she was gasping for breath did the young man release her, his face dark as he leaned back in his chair.
The woman lazily leaned on his shoulder and said flirtatiously, "Young Master Lian, what's wrong? Why are you so keen on that piece of scrap metal?"
