"Good afternoon, distinguished guest." In the bar box, a group of thin and fat girls all bowed to greet the guests.
Although it was only after one o'clock in the afternoon and it was not yet business hours, when the girls saw that the person coming was Cheng Feng, their resentment of being forced to go to work immediately disappeared.
Mr. Cheng is a friend of the bar owner and is very generous with his money. He always tips generously every time he comes.
At least two thousand yuan. If Mr. Cheng can have fun, five thousand or eight thousand yuan is not impossible.
In addition, if you can climb onto Young Master Cheng's bed, you will get more. In their eyes, Mr. Cheng is not a human being at all, but a walking money printing machine.
Besides, Cheng Feng is young and not ugly. It is better to spend time with him than with those middle-aged people who are full of fat heads.
"you."
"You." Cheng Feng randomly picked two girls that he liked. The eyes of the two girls he picked suddenly shone.
Today, we must win! Thinking of this, the two looked at each other silently, and they both saw a trace of hostility in each other's eyes.
There is only one person. But there are two of them. Although they don't mind being together at night, who would want to share food with others if they can eat alone?
Soon, the two girls sat next to Cheng Feng, one on the left and the other on the right, leaning closely against Cheng Feng's body.
Looking at their posture, they wished they could hang on Cheng Feng. Cheng Feng, who was sandwiched between them, naturally hugged their waists and sniffed the scent of perfume coming from the tip of his nose. His irritable mood barely subsided a little.
He feels very uncomfortable now. When he was in school, he had a very good relationship with Lao Wu and Xiao Meng, and they were known as the Iron Triangle in the world.
Although they have different origins and different family conditions, the three of them are surprisingly in tune. At that time, Cheng Feng always thought he had found a true friend.
After all, there are no extra things when the three of them get along, it's just a simple rapport. But now, Cheng Feng found that the situation seemed to have changed.
It is said that graduation season is the season of breakups. As soon as couples graduate, countless people break up. This matter seems to have a shadow on them.
The three of them have not officially graduated yet, but their previous brotherhood has already changed.
Although the last trip to Nanyun was short, Cheng Feng had already noticed the alienation of 'Xiao Meng'.
And it is the kind of alienation that is not disguised at all. Why? Although he was thinking about 'Xiao Meng''s girlfriend, he only thought about it in his mind and did not take any action.
Moreover, he thought that his shadow was well hidden and 'Xiao Meng' would never notice it. Why should the other party distance themselves from me?
Did you feed the dog all the food you brought to school? You, Shi Xiaomeng, still owe me money and my love! Is this how you treat your good brother?
Also, Old Wu didn't know why he was so crazy that he actually made love to a gold-worshiping girl.
Ever since he was a child, Cheng Feng has never suffered such a loss! Even though he was beaten back later, Wu Di did not resist, but he couldn't swallow this breath.
"Young Master Cheng, what happened to you today?"
"I'm not in a good mood. Who provoked you?" At this time, Cheng Feng's friend Lao Cao also picked a girl. He was seen leaning on the sofa, holding the girl from one side to the other, with a curious expression on his face.
"Drink!" Cheng Feng obviously didn't want to talk about this, so he changed the subject forcibly.
"Okay, okay." Lao Cao smiled awkwardly, and then patted the girl beside him.
"Let someone serve the wine."
"Mr. Cao, what are you drinking today?" Lao Cao is also a regular customer of the bar. Most of the girls who work here know him, and they also know that he and Cheng Feng are friends of the boss.
"The 1998-year-old Petit Mouton will do." Petit Mouton is the second wine produced by Chateau Mouton. Compared with the first wine of Chateau Mouton, the wine used in making Petit Mouton is slightly inferior.
Even if it is worse, they are carefully selected high-quality grapes, and the quality is still higher than that of most wines.
Of course, compared to the main wine, the price of the second-label wine is lower, but no matter how low it is, a bottle of it will cost more than a thousand in a bar.
That's it, it's still the discounted price. Lao Cao estimated that he would have to get rid of at least ten bottles of wine tonight. After all, there were six of them. If their boss friend also came over, ten bottles might not be enough to stop them.
Ten bottles of wine alone cost tens of thousands of yuan. If you include the box fee, the girl's fee, the DJ fee, the service fee, and Mama-san's reward, this package would cost you twenty thousand yuan.
Although Lao Cao hangs out with Cheng Feng, the situation in his family is worse than that of Cheng Feng, and his family is more strictly controlled.
He still felt distressed after drinking 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in one drinking session.
"Whatever brand to drink, go directly to Mouton. The vintage is 1998." Just as Lao Cao was thinking about paying, Cheng Feng changed the wine directly with a wave of his hand.
Hearing this, Lao Cao felt a pain in his heart. When Young Master Cheng opened his mouth, the price of the drinks tripled. I can't afford to spend 50,000 yuan tonight.
Mama Sang on the side heard this and couldn't help but glance at Lao Cao. After all, it was Lao Cao who ordered the wine first. According to custom, whoever orders the wine first pays.
"Why are you still standing there? Let's serve the wine!" Very quickly. Drinks, fruit plates, and meals were brought to the table one after another. Mamasang took out cash from her bag very skillfully. Everyone who entered the box could get a tip of three hundred.
She would keep the money first and calculate it together when the bill was settled. Of course, if it was an ordinary guest, she would definitely not advance money, but this was how she had always done it before when Young Master Cheng was present today.
It has to be said that Cheng Feng does have the demeanor of a prodigal. The tip he gave to the waiter alone was already three to four thousand.
…………Hehe Garden. While Cheng Feng was spending money like water, Li Jie was still concentrating on typing in the rental house.
In a sense, he was locked up in a small dark room, coding constantly, but he was 'locked up' on his own initiative.
The plot has already been carved in my mind, so the speed of coding will naturally not be too slow. He has actually completed the task of 20,000 yuan a day.
But nothing happened, so I just continued to code more. have to! have to! At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Xiao Meng, I am Sister Ling." Hearing this, Li Jie glanced at the lower right corner of the desktop. It's already past nine o'clock in the evening. What is Jia Ling looking for?
And from her tone, it seemed like she had encountered some happy event?
"Here we come." When he opened the door and took a look, as expected, Jia Ling's eyes and brows were full of joy that he couldn't hide.
"Haha." Jia Ling laughed, eager to share the joy he had just gained.
"The book you and I wrote, Sister Ling, has been noticed."
"It will premiere in a small theater in a few days!"
"Xiaomeng, do you like watching cross talk?"
"If you like it, I'll give you some tickets then."
"Congratulations, Sister Ling." Li Jie smiled and cupped his hands, happily agreeing.
"Then thank you Sister Ling for the tickets."
