Niuniu's friend, Mu, is a successful lawyer with offices in Tsim Sha Tsui, Tsuen Wan and Sha Tin. He's thinking about opening an office in Shenzhen, but he hasn't made a final decision. His driver, Little Yue, goes to Shenzhen often. One day, while in the car on the way to meet a client, Little Yue talks about encounters he's had with different women in Shenzhen. Having only recently returned to Asia after 10 years' living in Britain, Mu is curious about this scene. After some thought, he decides to check out the girls in Shenzhen. On a Saturday night, dressed in an Armani suit, Mu boards the KCR train at Kowloon Tong and heads for the border at Lowu. Once across, he asks a taxi driver to take him to the most luxurious nightclub in the city. He's duly taken to a four-storey building bathed in neon lights. As he enters, Mu is mesmerised. The wallpaper and strobe lights remind him of Las Vegas. The ornate and gilded interior makes him think of castles, palazzos and mansions in Bavarian and Austria. A young woman wearing lots of makeup and a revealing outfit escorts Mu through a labyrinth of corridors and rooms. Finally, he's brought into a private room, where he's seated at a triangular glass table beneath two track lights. 'Sir, would you like some water?' a waitress asks. 'Yes,' says Mu. 'Ice water?' 'Yes.' 'With lemon?' 'Yes, with lemon.' A few minutes later, a young woman joins him. 'Call me Dede,' she says. 'So, this is the ice water with lemon,' Mu thinks. 'They use coded language here. I'm in the right place, and this is exactly what I want.' Mu tells Dede he's an international lawyer, and sees she is impressed. They chat and flirt for about an hour. At the end of the conversation, Mu asks Dede if she wants to go to a hotel with him. Dede nods eagerly. Three hours later, in the bathroom of the hotel room, Mu starts to worry as he showers by himself. 'How stupid I was,' he thinks. 'How could I forget to negotiate the price beforehand? Now, it's too late. I'll be swindled, for sure. I need to be very firm with my price.' Mu walks out and gets dressed without looking at Dede. Then he says to her in a stern tone: 'That's 700 yuan, non-negotiable.' 'Are you sure?' Dede asks. 'Absolutely.' Dede nods, takes seven 100-yuan bills from her purse and puts them on the bed. 'Thanks,' she says. And with that she walks out, leaving Mu dumbfounded and confused. When he realises what's happened, Mu is furious. He calls Niuniu. 'I can't believe I have just sold myself for 700 yuan. How could she humiliate me like this? I'm a well-respected lawyer.' 'If you didn't bargain, you could have been worth 2,000 yuan,' Niuniu says. 'Now you know why no girls want to marry you. You're too cheap.' 'How can you say that? The last time you and Lulu came to Hong Kong, we had dinner at Cafe Deco. I paid $10 more than you two,' Mu says, missing the point. 'Enjoy the rest of your stay in Shenzhen,' Niuniu says as she hangs up. She wonders about Dede. Was she a real pleasure-seeker or was she out to take revenge on arrogant rich men who think they can get anything they want? Whatever the case, Niuniu wishes her good health. 'I have just sold myself for 700 yuan. How could she humiliate me like this?'