Porter looked at Mo Fan with a confused look on his face: "What's the purpose?"
"Nothing, just do as you say and let's go."
Speaking of which, he has never gone back to visit the Big Bird Bar after coming to Blue Star for so long.
Although his predecessor has not officially joined the job, he has passed the interview and has a work permit, so he can be regarded as half a member of the Big Bird Bar.
On the way, Porter asked belatedly: "Brother, you don't like it there?"
"Can't tell."
"Did you get into trouble at the bar and get banned?" Potter continued to ask.
Mo Fan was too lazy to deal with Potter's endless questions, so he spoke directly.
"Remember during the Death Race, I brought you two bottles of wine, saying that if you drink too much, you won't have random thoughts and it will be easier to get into the state."
Potter nodded, "Remember, brother, you said that senior told you."
"I also said later that the senior was the interview manager who recruited me to be a stripper."
"I thought you were joking..."
At this point, Potter realized something and turned his head to look at Mo Fan with wide eyes.
"Brother, are you talking about the Big Bird Bar?"
Mo Fan shrugged, "Guessed it right, but there is no reward."
Porter glanced at the road, dodged a truck coming in the opposite direction, and then turned to look at Mo Fan.
He turned his head again, walked around a drunk man lying in the middle of the road, and turned to look at Mo Fan again.
Mo Fan: "..."
"If you fart, let it go."
"Brother, is it your hobby to be a cowherd because of your skills? I heard that those corporate dogs in big cities will work part-time as call girls at night in order to relieve stress and seek excitement."
Mo Fan stretched out his hand, opened his five fingers and placed them in front of Potter, slowly clenching them into a fist. As the fist was clenched, the knuckles of his fingers made a crackling sound.
Potter turned back knowingly, "I understand, everyone has their own sexual fetishes, I took the liberty of doing so."
Big Bird Bar is located in the center of the business district.
As the most popular venue in Yefeng Town, it occupies the most prime location.
The front door is wide, and a soaring eagle stands on top of the huge neon sign.
Next to the signboard, there is a huge screen installed, on which the most popular employees of the month are scrolled. There are men and women. What they have in common is that they all have extremely outstanding figures.
Either a tall and muscular inverted triangle, or a plump and plump S-shaped figure.
The advertisement outside the door clearly points out the characteristics of the bar.
"Big, huge, bigger than you can imagine. Enter the Big Bird Bar and enjoy a soul-filling experience!"
In front of the bar, two men wearing leopard-print tights and stubble stopped them and said in a low tone:
"Members only bar, no strangers."
Potter was about to tell the introducer, but found that the two doormen suddenly stepped away after seeing Mo Fan, and even opened the door thoughtfully.
"Have a good time."
Potter looked at Mo Fan and whispered: "Brother, you are quite famous here. I can get in by just following your face. If I come earlier, can I see you on the big screen outside?"
Mo Fan: "Don't be ridiculous. I just came for an interview and didn't even attend the first show. They probably became my fans after watching Death Race."
Potter curled his lips, "They don't even know me, how could they have seen Death Racer."
After entering Big Bird Bar, Mo Fan quickly understood why the doorman could recognize him at a glance.
Passing through the doorway and entering the bar lobby, there is a special area for his fans in the most conspicuous place in the lobby.
There are various posters of him on the wall, and the highlight scenes of him in Death Race are played on the small screen in the special area.
It can be seen that the guy in charge of editing knows very well what it means to highlight the key points.
The selected video clips accurately cut out all of Porter's scenes. Occasionally, there were some that couldn't be cut out, so a thin mosaic was added.
On the largest screen in the area, the speech that Mo Fan just finished was playing back.
People gathered around the special area and cheered for his speech. Several new fans immediately found the waiters in the special area and shouted that they wanted to open a gold fan card, and urged the waiters to give him the benefits.
On the wall of the fan area, I saw eye-catching fluorescent spray writing:
Open a gold fan card and receive "Wild Wind Star" internal interview video. The entire process is high-definition and uncensored, and will be broadcast exclusively.
Mo Fan pulled over a waiter with a confused look on his face and asked: "Who does this "Wild Wind Star" refer to? "
The waiter casually replied: "Who else could it be? Of course Yefeng Town is currently the most famous, the ace among the aces in our store, Mo...ah! Why are you here! Manager, go and call the manager."
Hearing the waiter's exclamation, people's eyes gathered, and after a brief silence, the bar instantly became excited.
"It's the "Wild Wind Star"! "
"Mo Fan, I am your fan. I watch your interview video every day before going to bed!"
"Mo Shen, I am your diamond member, ranked first in the fan list. Can you order a private service? I can also serve you!"
…
Dozens of excited fans rushed towards Mo Fan and Porter instantly. Porter opened his arms and wanted to resist a little, but the fans were too enthusiastic and knocked him to the ground in an instant, stepped on him and continued to get closer to Mo Fan. Fan.
The scene instantly fell out of control.
Mo Fan, who was surrounded in the center, was at a loss. Although there were a few men among these fans, most of them were women.
It was a bit noisy, but it wasn't appropriate to use physical force, so I could only use words to persuade.
"I know everyone is excited, but please calm down first."
"Stop crowding, it will be bad if it causes an accident."
"Wait, don't do it, my clothes are torn, hey! Where are you touching!"
"Stop making trouble. If you make me angry again, I'm really angry! Speak politely and don't take off your pants!"
…
Facing several times the number of Three Eyes Gang members, Mo Fan was confident that he could kill everyone without changing his expression.
But now, he could only retreat steadily, holding his clothes tightly with his hands, shivering.
The chaos lasted for about five minutes before the bar manager intervened.
In the bar manager's office, Mo Fan took off his torn T-shirt and put on the clothes the waiter found.
On the other side, Potter, who had been trampled all over, was applying medicine to the injured area alone.
After changing his clothes, Mo Fan sat across from the desk and said to the manager who had hired him:
"I need an explanation."
With Mo Fan's current influence, the bar manager couldn't be offended, so he apologized and said with a smile:
"What did we do that dissatisfied you?"
Mo Fan pointed to the huge one-way floor-to-ceiling glass window in the office. Directly opposite the glass window was the Mo Fan area of the bar.
The manager took out a contract and said: "Although you did not participate in the store's debut, legally speaking, you are still an employee of the store, and we can use your likeness."
"That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about the internal interview video that comes with getting a gold fan card." Mo Fan said angrily.
"This..."
The bar manager's eyes wandered and he said guiltily:
"The part you danced during the interview was very good. Fans responded very well after watching it."
Seeing Mo Fan looking at him with an unkind expression, the bar manager tentatively said:
"If you don't like it, shall we stop immediately?"
Mo Fan snorted and said, "You are using the private video of my interview to make money without my consent. Do you think simply stopping the behavior is enough?"
The bar manager continued to ask: "What do you think we should do? We will try our best to recover the images that have been sent out. Is that okay?"
"That's not necessary. I've grown so big. Why should I be afraid of being looked at? It's hard not to look at me without a piece of flesh."
"What do you mean?"
"I am a very reasonable person. I can put your behavior aside, but in my name, I have to get a share of the money earned from the fan card. At least thirty-seven."
The hotel manager said awkwardly: "If you ask for 30% at once, it's too..."
Mo Fan corrected: "Seventy percent is mine."
"ah?"
Just when the bar manager was about to counter-offer, a boy opened the door and came in and said, "Manager, a few people from the Three-Eyed Gang came into the bar and asked to see you."
