After his part-time job ended, Li Chenguang was called over.
He followed the position and came to a magnificent gate.
After giving my name, I was led to a private room on the third floor by a waiter wearing a sexy v-neck and low-cut attire.
The two waitresses at Hou Gang opened the door for Li Chenguang.
Li Chenguang glanced at the gauze-like clothes on the two of them, and vaguely seemed to be able to see the snow-white skin underneath.
I thought to myself, what the hell is this place?
As soon as you enter the door, you can see that it is decorated in exquisite Western European style. Under the light of two huge crystal chandeliers above your head, a bunch of young men and women are having fun in the box.
The room was filled with smoke, filled with the smell of tobacco and wine, and of course the alluring scent of women's perfume.
The private room was unexpectedly large. As far as the eye could see, there were two couples of men and women sitting on the sofa that looked like an emperor's dragon chair. Then in front of the TV, a boy was drinking and singing with his arms around a girl.
In front of the pool table in the back,
A man lies on top of a woman, and the club goes through the hem of the woman's clothes, and then comes out of the vagina. The aim of the game is quite exciting.
Then the upper part of the back door of the box is transparent. At a glance, the brighter place outside is the entertainment ground, with a swimming pool, and several couples of men and women playing inside.
Just open the door and go out.
There are also two bowling lanes, and a boy is playing bowling there alone.
The man playing bowling, Li Chenguang recognized through the glass window, was Xi Yinghao, who they played script killing with last time.
Then, there was a booth next to the box, and a band sang on the booth.
There are really many entertainment options in this spacious box that can't be seen at a glance. It's like another world.
How much does this cost?
Seeing Li Chenguang come in, Leng Guansheng, who was sitting on the sofa, waved to Li Chenguang, "Here you go, come and sit down."
Li Chenguang walked over and sat down on the single sofa next to him.
"Why did you come?"
"I came early enough, not everyone is so free."
And in order to come here today, Li Chenguang lost the exclusive benefits of fried chicken and cola after get off work.
Leng Guansheng was speechless and pointed at the red wine, beer, cocktails, and piles of snacks and cakes on the table, "Don't worry about your fried chicken. There is so much food here, isn't it enough for you? Come on, Let me introduce you to my people here.”
While he was talking, Xi Yinghao also opened the door and walked over, smiling and saying, "Here he is."
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Yin Ruosheng received a call from a private club today.
She needs to go to the show.
It was a relatively messy place, and she didn't really want to go.
Because I have been there several times before and my memories are not very good.
In the past, there were either big bosses or people with very good backgrounds. None of them regarded themselves as human beings, and of course, they would not treat others as human beings.
There's always going to be some trouble.
But the other party gave too much.
Thinking back to the time when her mother called to collect debts, in order to feel better this month, she accepted it.
Anyway, if something goes wrong, no one will care about you.
Yin Ruosheng came over with a heavy make-up as usual.
The beautiful and fashionable manager in a cheongsam saw her coming and waved wildly, "Hurry up, hurry up, some ancestors are here, I'll curse you later, go change clothes first."
Yin Ruosheng confirmed again, "Is it really that much? Is it really just singing? I am not responsible for warming up."
In fact, they just don’t accept customers.
"No, if you want to keep the show warm, we'll close it down. Just keep singing. The male singer just got kicked out. He's not as good at rapping as a male duck. He was sent to the hospital."
Yin Ruosheng was shocked, "...you still told me there was no danger."
"People want women to sing, not men."
The manager calmly replied, "Besides, you should think carefully about 5,000 a night. You don't have such an opportunity every time."
Yin Ruosheng hesitated, "...if I get injured, do I have work-related injury insurance?"
"have."
"That works."
I gave it my all.
"Go change quickly."
"Why is it so troublesome to change clothes?"
"Xiang'er, you can take her there. Xiang'er recommended you."
Then Xiang'er brought Yin Ruosheng to the locker room.
"Sister Sheng, please wear this suit."
Xiang'er said crisply and took out a skirt that was barely long, because the rules on the third floor were that the skirt could not go past the knees and the thighs must be exposed.
Yin Ruosheng looked at Xiang'er and said, "Thank you. It turns out you recommended me."
Xiang'er smiled shyly at her, "That's all because Sister Sheng sings well."
The two met because they learned during a chat that Yin Ruosheng not only had to take care of her brother, younger brother, father, and mother in raising money, but also had a music dream of her own, and she had been working hard towards this dream.
And Xiang'er is a fair little girl with slender arms and legs. The exposed snow-white arms and round thighs are also dazzlingly white, which is her appearance capital that is qualified to receive customers. However, she is just a waiter and does not do that. She I always think that when I make enough money, I will learn to paint. Arts are always very expensive.
Xiang'er looked at Yin Ruosheng with some envy, "Sister Sheng is so amazing, she can support herself by singing."
She admired Yin Ruosheng so much. At about the same age, he was already self-reliant and making a lot of money, but she couldn't make any money at all from painting.
Obviously the two of them have similar dreams.
"I'm not even close."
Yin Ruosheng said while changing clothes, "Xiang'er, listen to me, don't do it here. This place is too messy, so you should change your job."
Xiang'er looked a little lonely, "How can you ask for us who don't know anything? I'll ask for it here, and we'll give you more."
"..."
It was indeed too much.
Neither of them even knew the other's real name.
Yin Ruosheng could only say, "Pay attention to safety."
Then he put his guitar on his back and hurried to the third floor under the leadership of Xiang'er.
There are only two private rooms facing each other on the third floor.
This place is quite special. Most of the time it would rather be empty than open to receive guests. No one is allowed in without a certain identity.
But today there were actually people on both sides here, which surprised Yin Ruosheng.
Xiang'er took her to the right box.
There were a lot of men and women in the box drinking, having fun and playing games.
Looking at the piles of high-end foreign wines and stacks of banknotes on the table, Yin Ruosheng knew why the girls in the box were having so much fun.
This drink commission for one night is much higher than hers.
Moreover, one drink cost ten thousand, and all those women were drunk.
It is true that some young men do not regard money as money.
But she was not envious. Under the dim and ambiguous light, she could see the men's hands groping the women's thighs and bodies all the time.
Yin Ruosheng went straight to the side band stand, where there were only three members left in the band. It looked like the singer had indeed been beaten, and then he pulled her on top.
Yin Ruosheng is somewhat famous in nightclubs. I don't know if it's because she's famous for her ugliness, or because of her songs, or both.
She stood up tremblingly and tried her best to use her voice. She didn't want to get beaten.
She opened her red lips lightly, took a few glances, and quickly found the leader of the group.
There was a red-haired boy sitting on the single sofa next to him, smoking a cigarette.
No one paid attention to him, and everyone naturally left space next to him.
Yin Ruosheng looked at it and found that he didn't recognize it.
Her network of contacts is not very wide, but she meets a lot of people, after all, she often hangs out in nightclubs.
Just like the people playing here, he has seen several of them several times, but he has never seen the red-haired one.
I accidentally saw another unsavory scene, and quickly looked away.
Yang Qingqiang was smoking in the corner very depressed.
Damn it, Levi didn't let him participate in the annihilation of the alien beasts, so he just sent him out.
Then Lu Hua found a bunch of his friends here, and everyone went out to play together.
"No, you look down on people."
Yang Qingqiang threw the cigarette to the ground and stamped it out, as if he was stepping on Li Wei's face, crushing it back and forth.
The anger on his face deterred even any woman who wanted to get close to him.
The green-haired Gong Wenhao, who was sitting on the sofa playing cards on the left side next to him, looked at him and said, "Brother Yang, come and play. It's useless for you to sit there and smoke. Then Li Wei has made it clear that he won't let us join the front line."
Lu Hua, who was on Yang Qiangqiang's right, casually played a card and said, "It's really annoying. Li Wei's guy is obviously afraid that we will go to the front line and share the credit for him."
"That bitch just looks down on us."
Gong Wenhao smiled and said, "He dares. Who dares to look down on Brother Yang? Even if he is an S-level superpower, it's just a matter of a word from Brother Yang."
"He's so brave. He even colluded with the director of the Department of Supernatural Powers to fool us."
Yang Qingqiang had rested enough and wanted to investigate the matter of alien beasts and space cracks, but he was completely shunned by Ning Wenwei, the director of the Department of Supernatural Powers, who was very skilled in Tai Chi.
The three of them were not allowed to participate in any serious business at all.
Just arrange for three people to go out and play casually.
Do I need to come here to play?
Who is Yang Qingqiang? He has been among a bunch of old and cunning people. He naturally knows what Ning Wenwei and Li Wei are planning. The two old guys just look down on them and want to give them away.
Treat them everywhere.
Will this make him less angry?
He came here with great ambitions to make great achievements, which impressed his family.
Now I can only sit in this box...
Gong Wenhao advised, "Brother Yang, forget it, we will all have a share of the credit in the end anyway, so it will be much easier to go up in the future."
"Shit, the charity given by others can be the same as what I strive for myself."
Yang Qingqiang said and lit another cigarette.
The women here are all human beings. From the attitude of others, it can be inferred that these three people have noble status, and they dare not disturb them at all when they talk.
Yang Qingqiang felt that he was like that scholar who was full of talents but had nowhere to display his ambitions. He felt very aggrieved.
He is here to make achievements, not to sit here and drink and play cards with them.
Of course, what annoyed him the most was that he felt that Li Wei and Ning Wenwei looked down on him...
The two guys who were both obedient and underhanded didn't take themselves seriously at all.
What the hell is the Department of Superpowers!
The more Yang Qingqiang thought about it, the more panicked he became.
The evil fire all over the body has nowhere to vent.
He glanced at the exquisitely and sexy women in the box, all with internet-famous faces, and he was really not interested at all.
Mainly from childhood to adulthood, I vomited watching it.
All of them had fake smiles on their faces, just trying to make money from themselves.
He doesn't mind others making money from him, but you have to be able to deceive his eyes, or at least smile professionally enough.
What a bunch of bitches!
While thinking about it, I saw Xiang'er coming in with a fruit plate of preserves, leaning over her pretty body and putting the things down on the table.
Then he faced the crowd and slowly moved his white legs back.
Because the rule here is that you must face the guest when exiting the room, and you must not turn your back to the guest to be rude.
Yang Qingqiang looked at Xiang'er up and down. She was wearing a white slim-fitting short-sleeved shirt and a black miniskirt. It was the standard dress for waiters here, but it showed an artistic and pure beauty on her body.
There is no expression on that beautiful little face, but it gives off an innocent and shy smell, like a bud in bud, fresh and white, and the skin of the thighs and arms is indeed whiter and tender than lilies.
Yang Qingqiang was tired of looking at the worldly ladies next to him, so he pointed at Xiang'er and said, "Come here."
"..."
Xiang'er glanced at Yang Qingqiang in surprise, but walked over slowly.
The manager has explained that everyone here is a distinguished guest, and we must do our best to meet all the guests' requirements.
"Excuse me, what's the matter?"
"Sit down with me."
Yang Qingqiang said, reaching out and pulling Xiang'er into his arms.
Xiang'er was startled.
He screamed "Ah" and struggled to say, "I'm not doing this. I'm sorry, I'm just a waiter. If you need anything, I'll talk to the manager."
"Don't give me any nonsense, just stay where you are."
Yang Qingqiang casually took two stacks of 20,000 yuan from the table and stuffed them directly into Xiang'er's mouth. "I can't do without yours," he reached out and touched the other person's body.
Xiang'er was startled and subconsciously slapped Yang Qingqiang on the face.
There was a "pop" sound.
The private room, which had been lively just now, was immediately silenced by this slap.
Everyone looked at Xiang'er in surprise.
I didn't expect that this little waiter would dare to slap Young Master Yang.
The band also stopped.
Yin Ruosheng couldn't sing anymore. She knew it was going to be bad and finished as soon as she saw it.
Xiang'er herself was frightened to tears.
He said tremblingly, "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to do it. I'll go find the manager."
Then I wanted to run away.
However, Yang Qingqiang, who was behind her, grabbed her hair and threw her onto the coffee table in front of her.
"Are you drafting it? You dare to look down on me? Ask the manager. It's useless to ask anyone today."
Yang Qingqiang was so angry that he slapped her first, then stood up and pressed on her, reaching out to grab Xiang'er's clothes.
"Please, no, I'm not doing this, I'm sorry..."
Xiang'er could only cry, kicking her legs wildly, begging desperately for mercy.
Yin Ruosheng finished reading it.
She had seen this situation several times before, but she always pretended she didn't see it.
What can she do as an ordinary little girl?
But Xiang'er...
The two were considered friends. They had meals together, chatted, and talked about their dreams. Xiang'er always said with a shallow and shy smile that she would learn to paint when she saved enough money.
Yin Ruosheng felt a pain in her heart and ran out of the box door quickly.
I found that the manager was actually outside.
Yin Ruosheng rushed forward, "It's not good, it's not good, Xiang'er..."
She told the story.
But the manager was completely unmoved.
Just stand there.
Comfort her, "Don't worry, the other party will settle the matter with money."
"This is not about money, Xiang'er is not..."
The manager turned cold and said, "Since there are rules here, she has to meet all the needs of the guests, you know? She should be mentally prepared."
Yin Ruosheng replied anxiously, "She is not mentally prepared."
That silly girl just wants to make more money. Her family doesn't support her and wants her to work. She wants to save money to learn painting.
The manager said in a deep voice, "Don't be too troublesome."
Then he leaned close to Yin Ruosheng's ear, said a name, and lowered his voice and whispered, "Let me tell you this, let alone Xiang'er, even if the boss's sister is pressed there now, the boss has to watch obediently at the door. This is Reality! As long as you don’t want to die.”
Yin Ruosheng swallowed her saliva and felt a chill when she saw a bunch of security guards standing at the door, but no one dared to go in and stop them.
The manager said angrily, "Sing your song, the rest is none of your business."
She could only go back silently.
As soon as he entered the box, he saw the red-haired Yang Qing pressing on Xiang'er. Xiang'er's two pairs of dazzling slender white legs were kicking around, crying and shouting.
"Manager, help me, help, woo~~~"
Yin Ruosheng looked at the indifferent manager standing outside the door, then at the crazy Yang Qingqiang, and then at the people around her who were chatting and laughing with expressions of watching a good show, admiring the tragic and crying fragrance in the middle. She seemed to see herself. tomorrow.
"Wow~~~wu~~~Sister Sheng, save, save me~~~"
She didn't know where the courage came from. She gritted her teeth, took a vase from the side, rushed forward, and hit Yang Qingqiang's forehead with a bottle...
There was a "clang" sound, which stunned everyone.
At that time, everyone stared in disbelief, thinking that this ugly girl must be crazy, and she would be sealed into the road tonight by cement...
(End of chapter)
