A middle-aged man dressed elegantly, sitting in a street stall eating a late-night snack, holding a cigar in his hand, with two men in suits standing behind him. This setup looks like some important bigwig making an appearance, but such a noble figure is eating a late-night snack in this shabby street stall, which seems to not quite match his status, creating a sense of discord, attracting the side glances of people around.
The middle-aged man gnawed on a chicken leg and looked at the Rolex watch worth over ten thousand: "Why hasn't Old Wu come yet? Those two good-for-nothings, asking them to find someone is this difficult?"
"Here, he's coming!"
At this, the two burly men trotted over.
The middle-aged man glanced up and saw one of the burly men had a swollen face, frowning: "What happened to your face, swollen like a pig head?"
The burly man covered his face, smiling wryly: "Well... I was careless while walking and fell, causing the swelling."
