Zhang Tiesheng's glasses were stylish, and he had a refined demeanor. But after listening to Lu Cheng, he grinned somewhat lewdly and lowered his voice: "Want me to take you to try some stuff?"
Lu Cheng's eyes flickered: "Brother Zhang, aren't you afraid to play around like this with your wife around?"
Zhang Tiesheng insisted on maintaining his position as the boss, folding his hands in front of his belly: "A man's night out is a proper thing, as long as Xiao Lu, you are willing to go!~"
"Leave it to your Brother Zhang, I assure you I'll find a few who look good and perform well."
Lu Cheng had heard of people like this before: originally very romantic, but once that image was shattered, they become very promiscuous for a while.
Of course, Lu Cheng didn't think Zhang Tiesheng was that type. Most likely, he was just a smooth-talking playboy only interested in witty comebacks: "Brother Zhang, I admit defeat; I can't outlast you."
