132: Tan Legs' first opening

The process of OYI taking Li Qinghe on a game of truth or dare was quite steamy and would be impossible to publish on domestic platforms, so we won't go into detail here.

Suffice it to say, OYI greatly surprised Li Qinghe, and Li Qinghe also greatly surprised OYI and YURI.

The other Misses also wanted to be greatly surprised, but OYI and YURI teamed up to protect Li Qinghe very well.

OYI and YURI still wanted to be greatly surprised, but it was already 12:30 AM, and Li Qinghe and his group were ready to leave.

After Lao Guang and his friends had enough of their envy, they were able to participate in the game, but they didn't receive the same treatment as Li Qinghe.

When Lao Guang and his friends expressed their desire to take the Misses around them out for a late-night snack, Li Qinghe noticed they seemed a bit hesitant to refuse.

But OYI and YURI proactively linked arms with Li Qinghe: "Brother, take us out for a late-night snack, we want to spend more time with you."

Li Qinghe thought about it, gave each Miss a million vietnamese dong tip, and invited everyone out for a late-night snack.

At this, Lao Guang and his friends were delighted; they had more opportunities to spend time with the Misses. The quality of these Misses in the store was excellent, much better than those they found outside.

Especially their coy, 'playing hard to get' demeanor, which had them completely captivated. Although they all knew these were just the Misses' professional skills, they couldn't help but get carried away.

Li Qinghe told everyone that he didn't want to eat Japanese food on Jiaopen Street tonight. After drinking, he wanted to have some congee.

Once he said that, naturally, no one objected. In fact, after drinking, eating some smooth congee felt quite comfortable and was good for the stomach.

Several Misses fell into thought. If they went out for a late-night snack with foreign guests, they would also offer restaurant suggestions based on the guest's preferences.

So everyone was frantically trying to think of a place nearby that served congee.

Soon, YURI proactively raised her hand and said there was a pork rib congee shop on a street next to Jiaopen Street that would be open until 2 AM.

So Li Qinghe led everyone out, bustling, and paid the Misses' escort fees at the front desk.

The Miss at the front desk looked at OYI and her friends with envy; she had to work and couldn't go out.

OYI, that mischievous girl, even wiggled her body a few times triumphantly and flashed a 'V' sign, annoying the front desk Miss to no end.

When Li Qinghe and his group arrived, the Misses' supervisor, or mama-san, was in another guest's private room and didn't greet them.

Now, seeing the guests taking them out for a late-night snack, she stood by the front desk, smiling as she saw them off, and proactively added Li Qinghe's Zalo.

People in the entertainment business have such sharp eyes; they can tell at a glance who has money and who is in charge in a group.

So, led by YURI, the nine of them walked along Jiaopen Street for about ten minutes until they reached the congee shop YURI mentioned.

This congee shop, only about thirty square meters, had good business, with seven or eight people drinking congee even at this hour.

The specialty here was pork rib congee, somewhat similar to traditional dragon country currency clay pot congee, where fresh pork ribs and raw rice are slow-cooked together. However, after cooking, it's served in a bowl.

A bowl of congee cost 50,000 vietnamese dong, nearly 14 dragon country currency. It wasn't particularly expensive nor cheap, considered a mainstream price in Hanoi.

The side dishes for the congee included many green vegetables and pickled small dishes, as well as fried spring rolls and a fried item resembling small churros.

Li Qinghe ordered many spring rolls and small churros. He really didn't want to eat raw vegetables, but he could mix them into the hot congee later to add some vitamins.

The nine of them pushed three small tables together at the entrance, sitting around them, chatting lively again.

Away from the KTV, OYI and her friends were much more relaxed, and the atmosphere among everyone became even more harmonious.

Everyone chatted casually. Lao Guang and his friends still communicated using translation devices; it was clear they were making their final efforts.

Li Qinghe had originally come to film a video; everything was for the video's effect. He never intended to 'pan for gold in shit'.

However, his looks and physique were as striking as a firefly in the dark. Not only did OYI and YURI want to develop things further with him, but the other three Misses, while dealing with Lao Guang and his friends, also frequently interjected into the conversation.

During the chat, they inevitably talked about the Misses' families. Li Qinghe found that, although most didn't have gambling fathers or sick mothers, impoverished families were still the norm.

Most of the Misses gathered here in Hanoi were from the mountainous regions of North Vietnam.

According to them, most Misses from Central Vietnam went to Saigon and Da Nang, though it wasn't absolute; their KTV even had a Miss from Saigon.

As they chatted, Li Qinghe discovered that OYI was actually a Hanoi University student working part-time.

This surprised Li Qinghe quite a bit. She was only a freshman, yet her skills were so proficient. What had she been through?

He quickly reconsidered. 'Do not advise others to be kind without having endured their suffering.'

If he were to seriously scrutinize a Miss who dared to come to work 'vacuum-packed,' she might not be what he wanted to see.

So Li Qinghe just nodded, offering a surprised expression, giving OYI a full emotional response.

The pork rib congee was quickly served. For a moment, there was only the sound of everyone silently eating their congee.

After everyone had eaten more than half of their congee, OYI and her friends became lively again.

The group ate and chatted animatedly. Li Qinghe learned OYI's real name: Du Li Meizhuang.

And YURI's name was Fan Chengxiang. If you didn't consider her nationality, this name wouldn't seem out of place in dragon country currency.

At two in the morning, everyone's late-night snack ended. Lao Guang and his friends' last efforts failed, and they planned to go to the red-light district near Jiaopen Street to relieve their frustrations.

Du Li Meizhuang and Fan Chengxiang, who were reluctant to part with Li Qinghe, also couldn't go with him.

The two Misses had no choice but to add Li Qinghe's Zalo. At this time, they didn't need to return to the shop, as the KTV also had to close according to regulations.

Li Qinghe gallantly saw the five Misses off one by one into ride-sharing cars. As he hugged them goodbye, he slipped each of them a 500,000 vietnamese dong bill, directly receiving several passionate kisses.

After seeing everyone off, Li Qinghe cupped his hand over his mouth and exhaled. He felt the smell of alcohol wasn't strong. His stronger-than-average physique quickly metabolized the alcohol he had just drunk. After two pees, there was nothing left.

So he returned to the vicinity of Jiaopen Street, ready to drive back to Hoan Kiem Lake. Who knew that as he was about to open the car door, he saw a dark figure lunging from behind in the car window.

Li Qinghe didn't even turn his head, directly delivering a backward kick. The dark figure flew three meters away, and when he fell to the ground, a long dagger clattered from his hand.

Looking at the man lying unconscious on the ground, Li Qinghe didn't go forward to check. He glanced left and right, then used the camera's split-screen function to scan a 100-meter radius around him.

No one saw it, and there were no surveillance cameras.

He dusted himself off and drove away from there.

He had been in Vietnam for over three months and had the system for over a month. This was the first time he encountered a robbery, and his Tan Tui martial art made its debut.

He felt no joy or sorrow, and his heart didn't stir at all. Such an opponent offered no challenge.

However, when he returned to Hoan Kiem Lake, his home gave him a small surprise.

Tonight, Nguyen Thi Linh and Nguyen Thi Trinh were not staying in the same room.

Hearing the car downstairs, Nguyen Thi Trinh got up and opened her room door. Li Qinghe saw that Nguyen Thi Trinh's nightgowns these past few days had been quite beautiful.

Nguyen Thi Trinh