Chapter 872 - 810 Destined
"Hello, I’m looking for two people for either a one-time thing or the whole night. Can you do that?"
Liu Wenkai copied, pasted, and sent the message, then patiently waited.
In front of him lay several mobile phones and computers, some with software to get past internet firewalls to use Telegram, Facebook, and Twitter, others without the VPNs ran WeChat and QQ, and some displayed forum pages waiting for private messages.
Nowadays, cracking down on prostitution is strict, but for the ladies of the night, this is certainly not the worst of times, one might even say it’s the best of times.
The likes of Du Shiniang and Liu Rushi from past generations surely could not have imagined that in 21st century China, prostitutes could operate independently without a pimp, find middlemen without their personal freedom being restricted, not worry about being extorted by gangs and thugs, have the right not to be raped, call the police in case of danger, receive mainstream society’s protection during off hours, freely set their own work hours, even pick their clients, get treatment if sick, quit anytime without affecting employment, marriage, or social relationships, take up the job again side by side, and most importantly, charge higher rates than in times when none of the above were possible!
As for the risk of being targeted by law enforcement, one just needs to look at various websites, seeing the blatantly listed contact information to know that they clearly don’t fear policy risks enough.
Due to economic downturn and worsening public safety, Qinghe City’s websites have shown an obvious increase in new faces.
Liu Wenkai contacted them one by one, patiently waiting.
The criminal police unit was understaffed and their primary responsibility wasn’t to crack down on prostitution. They couldn’t possibly go door-to-door catching people—that would be too inefficient. Moreover, unless conducting a major cross-district operation, there was also the risk of word getting out, allowing potential targets to escape.
So, a few folks who had dined on Uncle Seventeen’s stir-fry, after discussion, decided to follow the route of double flights first.