The girl who came in was none other than the beautiful girl in red who was on the snakehead's fishing boat.
Seeing acquaintances on both sides, Wang's mother was a little surprised and glanced at Wu Ming and others.
On the side, Niu Dada stood up, took out two thousand yuan and stuffed it into Mrs. Wang's hand, and said without looking back: "What, do you know each other?"
"We meet, old friends." Wu Ming said with a smile and nodded to Fangfang.
Fangfang, whose real name is Wang Fang, is from Guangzhou and is only seventeen years old.
In front of Wu Ming and others, she seemed a little restrained, especially since everyone knew each other, which added to the embarrassment. She hesitated and did not dare to step forward.
"Boss, your wine..." Amidst the embarrassment, a waiter walked into the box with a tray and a smile.
Five bottles of XO and several crystal glasses were placed on the table, and the eyes of the waiters lit up when they saw it.
"These bosses are doing a big business. These five bottles of wine cost more than 20,000 yuan at least, so generous!" Several girls laughed and couldn't wait to open the bottles.
Girls like them who make a living in nightclubs still have a good eye for people, and they know who is tight-lipped and who is generous.
The price of drinks is more than 20,000 yuan. If a customer like this catches up, the famous brand bag will be missing.
"Fangfang, stop standing there stupidly." Mother Wang held the money in her hand and pushed Fangfang's back.
Fangfang bit her lower lip, looked at the famous wines on the table, and then thought about her identity as a bartender, she suddenly turned her head and walked away, "Mom, I don't feel well, I won't do this order."
"How can you do it if you don't do it?" Mother Wang's face changed, she took Fangfang's hand directly, and whispered: "I have collected the money here, and you have to do things. You have been here for a few days.
Do I still need to teach you the rules?”
"Mother..."
Fangfang raised her head slightly, met Mother Wang's cold gaze, and shuddered subconsciously.
Being able to work as a mamasang in a luxurious nightclub, if Mama Wang had no means, she would have been kicked out long ago.
As the saying goes, every business has its own rules. The rule for a bartender is that after receiving the money, she must accompany the guest whether she likes it or not. Even if the person sitting opposite is a pig, as long as the pig pays the money, there is no possibility of going back on it.
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"Fangfang, be good, don't embarrass mother." Mother Wang let go of her hand and nodded slightly to Fangfang.
Wang Fang lowered her head and said nothing, with tears in her eyes, she walked to Wu Ming and sat down.
"Why are you here?" Looking at Wang Fang's short skirt, Wu Ming poured two glasses of red wine and put his right hand around the other person's waist.
Putting his right hand around Wang Fang's slender waist, Wu Ming could clearly feel that the girl trembled slightly, as if she was not used to this movement.
"Brother Wu, I only accompany you to drink, sing, and dance. I'm not selling myself." With a slight twist of his body, Wang Fang broke away from the big hand that fell on his waist.
With a smile on his face, Wu Ming looked at Wang Fang's slightly red face, picked up the wine glass and said, "For your own sake, let's go together."
Half a glass of red wine is drank down just like drinking beer.
Wang Fang looked at Wu Ming's expression, gritted his teeth, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one breath.
"Ahem..." Wang Fang put down the wine glass and ate a few pieces of apples before drinking down the alcohol.
Wu Ming patted her on the back, waved his hand to signal to Mrs. Wang that she could leave, and said: "You can't do it with just one glass of wine, how can you drink with me? By the way, you haven't told me yet, why did you come here to work?"
,isn’t your uncle worried about your safety?”
"It's okay, my uncle works as a pawn here, and Kimberly has his own rules. As long as we escort girls don't take the initiative to go out with others, the guests can't force us to show up. So, there are many sisters here, all of whom are in school.
Female students working part-time are not as dark as you think." Wang Fang spoke in a low voice, not worried about her own safety.
In regular nightclubs, there are two types of bartenders: those who sit on the table and those who take the stage.
Sitting on the stage is just for drinking, chatting, and dancing. If it were placed in ancient times, it would be a Qingguan where people were performing arts but not selling themselves.
On the other hand, the introduction is not so particular. As long as everyone has fun and there are no disputes about money, you can take the person away at any time.
Of course, compared to girls who sit on the stage, you can earn more by being on the stage. In this world where comparison is common, many girls who are on the stage have changed from sitting on the stage. Unless you don’t plan to eat this bowl of rice, otherwise
Even if you can hold on to it at first, you will gradually deteriorate later on.
Not to mention anything else, those who perform can earn thousands of dollars a night, while those who sit on the stage can only make two hundred.
When a girl is used to being drunk, drunk, and being touched, this bottom line will no longer be clear.
"Society is a big dyeing vat. Do you regret coming to Hong Kong Island?" Wu Ming couldn't help but asked softly, staring at Wang Fang's delicate face.
Wang Fang thought for a while, then shook her head slightly and whispered: "I don't regret it, there are things here that I will never see or eat in my hometown. Do you remember the burgers I talked about on the fishing boat?"
"Remember, have you eaten here?"
"Well, that burger is the reason why I came to Hong Kong Island."
Just because of the hamburger that his uncle often mentioned in his letters, Wang Fang fled Hong Kong and came to this world.
Regret, how could I regret it? Wang Fang felt that she was much happier than others.
Only here did she understand her pursuit and understand that the place where she lived was like hell.
After listening to Wang Fang's words, Wu Ming was silent for a long time and sighed: "Will you go back to your hometown in the future?"
"Maybe, maybe not, I don't know." Wang Fang felt depressed when she mentioned her hometown.
Wang Fang lowered her head and poured a glass of red wine. This time, without being persuaded by others, Wang Fang drank it all in one gulp, leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes.
Opposite, Liu Chengbei looked at Wu Ming and Wu Ming, stuck out his tongue in envy, and made an obscene gesture with his hand.
Wu Ming turned his head indifferently, took the opportunity to pull on Wang Fang's arm, and said, "Come on, let me teach you a song between us on the dance floor."
"What..."
Before asking clearly, Wang Fang was pulled out by Wu Ming and went straight to the center of the stage.
In the center of the stage, several girls dancing the bunny dance were startled by Wu Ming's intrusion, and they all looked at them in surprise.
Several strong men watching the scene came from a distance with frowns on their faces, until a song started playing.
"Dear guests, good evening, everyone. This is Kimberly Nightclub. Now I will sing a song for you, Chinese Heart..."
Wu Ming grabbed the microphone, and under the eyes of several girls wearing rabbit ears, who looked like crazy people, he said: "The mountains and rivers only haunt me in my dreams. I haven't been close to the motherland for many years, but no matter what, it can't change my Chinese heart.
Even though I am wearing a dress, my heart is still Chinese. My ancestors have already stamped everything on me with the Chinese stamp. The Yangtze River, the Great Wall, Huangshan Mountain, and the Yellow River all weigh a thousand pounds in my heart..."
The song "Heart of China" was sung in silence and everyone was stunned.
When the song ended, I don't know who was the first to take the lead in applauding. In an instant, the applause thundered and resounded throughout the nightclub.
"Damn, you're so pretentious, this guy is so damn handsome!" Liu Chengbei gritted his teeth in envy as he listened to the prolonged applause.
Wu Ming put his right hand around Fangfang's waist and nodded gently to the audience.
Under the cheers of countless people, the two walked towards the box without noticing at all that an old man was watching them.
"Master Bang, I have already found out that this boy and Niu Dada killed Brother Tongzi."
"This kid is quite interesting!"
Shandong Han Bangye came to Hong Kong Island during the civil war and has stayed here for more than 40 years.
Wu Ming's "Chinese Heart" song undoubtedly appealed to his taste, which made him feel a little love for talents. He nodded and said: "There are not many young people who can fight, kill, and are talented. The boy deserves to die."
, I will not offend a legislator because of him. So, you go say hello for me, ask these people to come and have a drink with me, and see if you can subdue these people."
"Yes, Mr. Bang." Ma Zai nodded slightly and blended into the crowd.
In the box, Wu Ming returned to his seat and rubbed Wang Fang's thigh with his hand.
This time, Wang Fang did not dodge. She just lowered her head and pretended not to know, and said, "Brother Wu, I didn't expect you to sing so well. After one song, the whole audience was stunned by you."
"Just kidding, if you've heard Mr. Jiang's Jingdong drums, you won't think that my singing is good." Wu Ming rubbed Fangfang's thigh and teased Mr. Jiang.
When other people heard this, they all stood up and applauded, and said, "Old man, come and say a few words about Jingdong drums, and let us see it!"
"I'm old and no longer useful, so I'll just say a few words."
Jingdong Dagu was Mr. Jiang’s specialty. He couldn’t help clearing his throat and humming: The fiery red sun had just risen, the morning glow covered half of the sky, and two people were walking on the highway, an old man and a young man...
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"Old man, stop singing!"
As soon as Old Jiang sang a few words, two big men came up to him and said in a low voice: "Master Han of Shandong, please come over and offer a toast, and come with us."
"Master Bang?" His singing was interrupted, and Old Jiang's face turned a little dark, looking at the two of them full of unkindness.
On the side, Niu Dada's expression changed drastically. He quickly stood up and waved his hands, saying in a low voice: "Brother Tong's boss is this Mr. Bang, a big boss in the underworld."
Upon hearing this, Wu Ming and others looked at each other.
The boy who was selling piglets was killed by them. Now the boy's boss Bang Ye has come forward. It's hard to say whether this person is a friend or an enemy.
"Two eldest brothers, what does Mr. Bang mean? Give him a toast. We juniors are not senior enough, right?"
Mr. Bang is an old man. During the period of the Four Detectives, he monopolized nearly half of the smuggling business in Hong Kong Island.
Today, even He Shenghe and the Chaozhou Gang, the leader of the largest gang in Hong Kong, are a generation shorter than him, and their status in the world is unimaginably high.
Niu Dada knew very well that regarding the boy's matter, the superiors should give a message to Mr. Bang.
Logically speaking, the death of the boy should have come to an end at this point. What does this toast mean?
"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Bang's time is limited and he doesn't have time to wait for you guys. Come with us quickly, otherwise Mr. Bang will get angry and kill you in a minute." The two strong men looked calm, with a sense of power in their bodies.
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Old Man Jiang frowned slightly, looked at the two horses, and whispered: "The other person is a soldier and has received formal training."
"Then let's take a trip. Everyone takes their guy with them when they go out. Who is afraid of whom?" Wu Ming and others looked at each other and put down the wine glasses in their hands without any fear. (To be continued.)