I think about it carefully, if you catch the tiger's cub, you will definitely enter the tiger's den.
"You go find a waiter's outfit and I'll sneak in tonight."
Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Just say you are my cousin, and I will take you to the lead manager for an interview."
The foreman, whose surname is Huang, is about fifty years old. He has a bald head and a square face, and tattoos of dragons and tigers on his body. At first glance, he is not someone to be trifled with.
The so-called interview was just a formality at most. After a few simple instructions, I was asked to change clothes.
And I also have a number: 48.
After digging deeper, I discovered that Yueminglou’s business hours are very wide.
From morning to night, there is a constant flow of guests.
As for the people who came, they were also very mixed. There were middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes, and there were also young people with yellow hair.
What puzzles me the most is that beggars come in from time to time.
The security guards at the door not only did not chase them away, but greeted them with smiles, nodding and bowing.
I just kept these things in my heart and didn't ask directly.
As night falls, the lanterns come on.
Compared to the day, Yueming Tower is a bit more lively at night.
The red lanterns under the simple plaque were lit one after another, and the long red light illuminated almost half of the street.
There were countless luxury cars parked in front of the door, dignitaries and dignitaries filed in, and the security doormen kept bowing.
"Hey! That's the new guy!"
I looked back and saw Manager Huang waving at me: "Stop looking here and there! Go to the private room!"
I looked at him confused: "What, what is a private room?"
"Fuck." Manager Huang laughed and cursed: "The intercom calls you, just go in!"
"I understand, I understand!"
I walked up and down the corridor, looking around every corner.
At this time, a call suddenly came from the intercom.
"No. 48, go to private room No. 2."
I was a little uncomfortable with this new name, and it took me a while to remember it.
The lights in the private room dazzled me a bit, and the harsh music made it difficult to hear what I was saying.
After a while, I finally saw something clearly.
There were several potbellied middle-aged people sitting in the private room, with a girl in a short skirt sitting next to each other. The laughter was mixed with the music, forming a strange but reasonable environment.
However, the man sitting in the corner caught my attention.
This man was wearing a suit and sunglasses, sitting here with a serious expression, as if he didn't belong in this place.
Maybe, this is a breath of fresh air?
"Hey, come here."
A fat bald man waved to me, and I quickly walked over.
"Snapped!"
A stack of hundred-dollar bills was slapped on the table: "Go, buy some flowers, and I'll buy you cigarettes with the rest."
After saying that, he kissed the girl in his arms hard, his face full of vulgarity: "Are you happy?"
One word, in exchange for bursts of laughter like silver bells.
"Oh, thank you, old..."
Before I finished speaking, I looked up and saw that the girl in his arms was Xiaoyue.
The moment our eyes met, Xiaoyue's laughter stopped abruptly, and then she skillfully wrapped her arms around the fat man, turning her head away from looking at me.
Meeting her in this environment was not only embarrassing but also a little helpless.
There's nothing I can do about it, that's the kind of business they do, so I won't mind my own business.
I was about to put the money away when I noticed that the man had a pill shaking out of his sleeve.
"Wow"
The billowing bubbles of beer melted the pills into nothingness.
The light was so dazzling that if I hadn't been so close, I wouldn't have noticed it at all.
Even though I have no knowledge, I also know what this is!
Seeing Xiaoyue pick up the cup, I deliberately bumped it forward and the cup fell to the ground.
The bald man pointed at the tip of my nose and yelled, "Are you fucking blind?"
I broke the good news. The man looked very irritable and put his feet on the table.
"Lick it for me!"
The old bastard drinks some cat urine. I really don’t know what’s going on?
I don't want to make a big fuss because I have more important things to do.
Are you not done yet?
When I didn't say anything, he grabbed my collar and pushed me directly onto his shiny leather shoes.
The vomit on the soles of his shoes was already under my nose.
"lick!"
Feelings of anger and humiliation surged up at the same time: "Damn it, is there no way you can do it?"
I exerted my strength, picked up the beer bottle on the table, and shot a glass flower on his head.
"Is it reasonable to put medicine in a girl's cup?"
The bald man was bleeding from the blow I made, and the people next to him rushed forward with curses in their mouths.
