The waiter glanced at the two of them and said, "I don't know."
Lin Chuan slightly frowned, casually pulled out two bills from his pocket, and handed them to the waiter.
The waiter stared at the bills offered by Lin Chuan, quickly stuffed them into his pocket, and pointed to a man sitting not too far away, saying, "That's our boss."
Lin Chuan and Silver Fox followed the direction pointed by the waiter and saw that the man was about thirty or forty years old, very thin, not tall, chatting with two very sexy-looking women.
Lin Chuan said thank you to the waiter, then turned around and walked over with Silver Fox.
Standing in front of the man, Lin Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Are you the owner of this bar?"
The man looked up at Lin Chuan, then glanced at Silver Fox beside him, his eyes immediately brightened, and nodded, saying, "Yes, you are...?"
Lin Chuan chuckled and said, "We need to talk to you about something, can we find a place to chat?"
