"Right, we also need the singing machine. Our shop doesn't have one; can we borrow one from East Market Street?"
"Do you know how expensive a singing machine is? That's something only the rich can afford..."
"Senior Brother Five, it's really possible to borrow one; Lao Yang has one at home." Zhou Xuan reminded.
The wealthiest person on East Market Street was surely the big landlord, Lao Yang.
"Then we might just be able to get it today. Lao Yang should still be playing mahjong at this hour."
As a regular at the card table, Yun Ziliang was very familiar with Lao Yang's schedule.
...
At the Great Four Joys Mahjong Parlor,
when Zhou Xuan's group found Lao Yang, he wasn't playing mahjong but was in a corner scolding Lao He.
"Lao He, do me a favor, huh? The kidnapper hasn't settled scores with you for ten days now; you better run and stop renting my house."
"Hurry back to your hometown, hide in the mountains, and don't come out. Forget the kidnapper—no one will find you there."
