“Every week?” Mei asked in disbelief.
“Yes, maybe every other day. Or maybe every day. It depends. You know, I can’t promise every day. But I can promise every week. Okay?”
“Will you clean yourself fi rst?”
“Sure.” Bing quickly unbuttoned his shirt.
“No, I didn’t mean shower. I meant, wash your brain. Abandon your whores. Stop gambling. Stop messing around. Can you do that?”
“Not gambling.”
“If you can’t stop gambling, what diff erence will it make?”
“You know gambling is the essence of my dream. I can’t live without gambling. It would end my life if I did.”