Sometimes, I really think this world is quite ridiculous.
A migrant worker worked hard for a month and finally made several thousand yuan. But here, you might not even be able to afford a glass of wine!
Are the workers not diligent enough? Or do you mean that all migrant workers are incompetent?
Perhaps as Brother Yun said, the circle determines the difference between each of us.
When this glass of wine flowed down my mouth and into my throat, apart from feeling a little spicy, I didn't feel that it was any different from the foreign wine I drank at Yunding.
But for this group of wealthy people, this wine is not only for drinking, it also represents an identity and a status symbol.
If you are here, you will see that there are at most a dozen bottles of different foreign wines on the table in front of some important people.
It is conceivable that just this table can bring an income of hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, to the venue.
And this is still in the morning. The most crowded time in the bar is definitely at night. At the end of the day, not counting other places, the revenue from one bar alone can definitely exceed one million.
"How is the taste?"
There was no expression on Junjie's face.
I chuckled lightly.
"A little spicy."
Although I knew very well that the glass of wine I drank was very expensive, I didn't want to make any unintentional comments because of the price of the glass of wine.
This is because Junjie asked me and I answered implicitly. If Lao Bai asked me, I would definitely say, "What the hell, it's not as good as the domestic Niulshan!"
After hearing my answer, Junjie's expression remained unchanged. He just nodded and said calmly.
"Let's go and check out the next place."
After leaving the bar, we went to the restaurant.
Perhaps because of the bar, when I saw the price list on the menu, I wasn't too surprised.
Each meal has a picture, but it’s just a small piece of cake with a price tag of nearly a thousand yuan. Can you believe it?
Anyway, I feel that even if I were rich, I would not want to be such a resentful person.
Of course, if this was my business, I would still hope that the more complaints like this, the better!
Junjie took me around the restaurant, looking at the menu and the uniquely decorated environment, without spending too much time.
Then we went to the bathing department and the entertainment department.
The project contents in each place are actually not much different from those outside. Of course, the services are definitely different. They are all beautiful women, and everything used is of the highest quality.
The price is naturally higher than outside, I don't know how high it is by several floors.
After walking around, we came to rest on the sofa in the lobby.
Junjie handed me a cigarette, lit one for himself, and then looked at me with curiosity in his eyes.
"Xiaoyang, you don't seem to like this place very much." After speaking, he took a deep breath of cigarette, and the smoke he exhaled lingered in front of him, "Actually, I can tell, I took you to these departments, You’re quite uncomfortable.”
I took a deep breath, looked a little helpless, and replied as if I was joking.
"Maybe it's because I'm not a rich man yet."
Junjie didn't speak, he leaned on the sofa and puffed out clouds. He looked very similar to Brother Yun.
After a while, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled to himself.
"same here."
I looked at him with a confused look.
"What?"
"I mean, I felt the same way you did when we first got here."
We both looked at each other for a few seconds and laughed together.
Maybe it's because of this moment. We both found a sense of knowing each other. And this mutual understanding may be because, compared with the big shots here, the two of us are just ordinary people.
We sat in the hall for a while until we each smoked two cigarettes.
After Junjie put out the last cigarette butt, he slowly stood up from the sofa.
"Let's go, Xiaoyang, and go see the place you're most curious about."
After Junjie finished speaking, I stood up. I was not surprised at all by his words.
I was really curious, and while I was sitting, I looked back several times to see the guests going to the corridor rooms, and the service staff who were constantly coming in and out of the corridor rooms.
At first I thought those rooms were like hotels, providing a place for guests to rest.
But then I saw some girls entering the room and not coming out. I was thinking, is this that kind of place?
But I don’t think so, because Brother Yun said that you can earn money, but you will never earn hot money. Although this kind of money is easy to come by and you can earn a lot, if you don’t pay attention, you can even risk your own life. Might get a ride in.
With doubts in my heart, I followed Junjie and finally arrived at the door of a room in the corridor.
Junjie said hello, and a "sweet and lovely" little girl immediately ran over. Very quickly, she called the door in front of us.
"this?"
I blurted it out. When I saw the scene inside, I was indeed a little surprised.
No! It should be said that it is very unexpected!
As I imagined at first, the room is indeed quite spacious. It almost looks like more than 100 square meters.
But the facilities inside were beyond my expectation.
It's actually a desk! ?
Yes, what caught my eye was a very big desk.
Moreover, the layout of the entire room, including projections, screens, computers, etc., made me feel like I was in a conference room of a large company.
This is completely incompatible with the outside and deviates from my imagination of this place.
The most important thing is that I was stunned at the door for a few seconds, but I still couldn't figure out what this place was used for.
Could it be that some guests have special hobbies? Do you think his performance can be further stimulated on such occasions?
In this seemingly extremely serious and formal environment, would anyone still have such emotions?
"Are all other rooms like this?"
Anyway, this is my personal opinion. After all, there are all kinds of people, and who can say for sure that no one will have such a preference.
But I looked at Junjie and slowly lowered my chin. He said calmly.
"Yes, all the rooms are the same."
This makes me a little confused.
If it were a separate room type, it would make sense that they were all the same, but they were definitely not used to serve any special guests.
I didn't say anything and followed Junjie inside.
He looked back at me with a puzzled expression and smiled.
"Weird, right?"
I nodded without hesitation.
He casually pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at me expressionlessly. And what I said next made me swallow hard...
