When they see guests entering the venue, these girls will all bend down and shout in a sweet voice: "Sir, welcome!"
While bending down, the low-cut neckline was exposed, two pieces of snow-white skin connected to the deep ravine, and the black lace bra rounded the peaks of the two mountains.
It wasn't until the guests had completely walked in that they would raise their heads and adjust their attire in preparation for the next wave of guests.
The facade construction of Henghua Nightclub is quite good, and the nouveau riche have no way to resist the temptation.
Entering the lobby, there is a 20-meter marble workbench on the right. Seven or eight front desk staff are busy answering phone calls and recording reservations.
On the left side of the hall are twenty sets of sofa seats, filled with guests waiting for their private rooms.
The elderly uncle looked serious, drinking tea and chatting without a smile.
The young people were yelling, smoking, playing cards, and occasionally there was a little friction between the seats, but no one dared to cause trouble.
Although there is not a single person watching here, if someone starts a fight, a group of thugs will rush out from the security room and invite them in for tea.
There is an Emperor Room in Henghua Nightclub, which is extremely luxuriously decorated.
Seattle’s royal-like architectural features are illuminated by colored lights on the dome, and mottled light spots hit the ground, forming an ambiguous pattern.
The floor is paved with mink fur, and the cost of building an area of 40 to 50 square meters is at least six figures.
The sofa cushions are made of snow leopard fur, and the outer cushion cover is made of the innermost layer of thin silk from golden silk cocoons. It feels like a baby's skin, smooth and tender.
Usually this place only receives the most distinguished guests, but today it was booked by the manager and is not open to the public.
Wang Qiang was sitting in a private room with an empty wine bottle in front of him.
He was getting a little impatient from waiting. A bottle of fine wine not only did not extinguish the fire in his chest and belly, but made him even more excited.
Wang Qiang was restless and took out his cell phone to call Dong Yuetao.
"Xiao Tao, what's going on? You're asked to invite someone and you still haven't come yet?"
"Brother Qiang, please be patient, I'll be there soon!" Dong Yuetao was very noisy on the other end, probably on the road.
"Xiao Tao, you should know very well that I really don't like people being late." Wang Qiang said in a deep voice.
"Brother Qiang, don't worry, don't worry, I've already seen the sign of our nightclub!" Dong Yuetao trembled and said quickly.
"This is best." Wang Qiang hung up the phone and took out a pack of blue pills from his pocket.
He mixed it with wine and ate it.
This is a very popular powerful Vajra pill on the market. Its medicinal properties will take effect after one hour and can greatly increase the staying power.
Because of his professional relationship, Wang Qiang often played with girls in the club, causing his function to decline somewhat.
This time, in order to ensure that his wish for so many years was fulfilled, he had made sufficient preparations.
"Well, this bottle of wine is also drugged. I don't believe you don't drink it!"
Wang Qiang laughed evilly and poured a packet of pink powder into the red wine bottle.
It was almost nine o'clock, and Dong Yuejun, led by Dong Yuetao, entered the imperial private room.
There was gentle music playing in the private room, and Wang Qiang sat silently on the sofa, gently shaking the red wine glass.
When he saw Dong Yuejun coming in, he quickly stood up with a faint smile on his face: "Xiaojun, long time no see."
"Yeah." Dong Yuejun responded lightly, then sat down a few meters away from Wang Qiang, "Wang Qiang, you are pretty good here."
"It's okay." Wang Qiang tried his best to be gentle.
Dong Yuetao called for a fruit plate from outside and took the initiative to pour wine for Dong Yuejun.
Wang Qiang kept his expression and said with a faint smile: "Xiaojun, you are getting more and more beautiful."
"Thank you." Dong Yuejun was very embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.
After all, she decided to break up with Wang Qiang because Wang Qiang wanted to force her to do that kind of thing. Dong Yuejun hated it so much that even after so many years, she still can't forget it.
Compared to Ye Fan, although he had given up on himself before, he would never do anything to hurt Dong Yuejun.
"Oh, it was my fault that what happened in the first place." Wang Qiang raised his glass, "Xiaojun, I have always wanted to apologize to you. I hope you don't blame me, okay?"
"I have forgotten." Dong Yuejun smiled and said, "Wang Qiang, if there is nothing else, I will go back first. My husband is still waiting for me outside."
"Your husband is here too?" Wang Qiang was startled, then waved his hand nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter, I'll let Xiao Tao make arrangements. He will definitely not be alone."
"Yeah, you don't have to worry about Ye Fan." Dong Yuetao grinned: "Sister, you and Brother Qiang haven't seen each other for so many years, so why don't you toast him with a glass of wine!"
With that said, Dong Yuetao impatiently picked up the glass of red wine that had been spiked with medicine from the wine table, and handed it to Dong Yuejun.
Dong Yuejun glared at Dong Yuetao and politely shook his head in refusal: "Sorry, I don't know how to drink."
Wang Qiang was stunned.
If you don’t drink, what happens next will be a mess!
It was not convenient for him to persuade him to drink in person, so he winked at Dong Yuetao.
Dong Yuetao understood, "Sister, you must be thirsty after walking for such a long time. Come on, come on, drink this glass of wine first!"
Dong Yuetao's clumsy way of persuading people to drink is the most primitive method in the countryside, and it is fundamentally unacceptable.
A glass of wine was quickly brought to Dong Yuejun's mouth, and his body kept moving forward.
"Xiao Tao, what are you doing!"
"I'm not doing anything, I'm just having a glass of wine! Sister, I beg you, don't refute Brother Qiang's face..."
The two argued, and most of the wine glass was spilled, causing Dong Yuejun's skirt to get wet at the edge.
"You brat, what are you going to do!" Dong Yuejun shouted angrily, and then said to Wang Qiang: "Sorry, I have to go to the toilet first!"
Dong Yuejun pushed Dong Yuetao away angrily and trotted towards the toilet.
"You idiot!" Wang Qiang was stunned.
Dong Yuetao smiled coquettishly, "Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang, don't worry, I will definitely get my sister drunk! As long as she is drunk, you can do whatever you like. Hehe..."
"Xiao Tao, you are really cruel. You would betray your sister just to get a higher position." Wang Qiang said angrily.
"My sister should have married you. She was wasting her time stupidly. I did this to help her. Follow Brother Qiang to eat well and drink spicy food. Life should not be too comfortable. She will definitely thank me in the future!"
Dong Yuetao laughed heartily.
"You brat, please keep your voice down!" Wang Qiang shouted, and then he continued to sneer.
Dong Yuejun hid in the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and leaned against the door to carefully listen to what was going on outside.
Wang Qiang and Dong Yuetao were muttering to each other. He couldn't hear clearly, but the words "Follow Brother Qiang to be popular and spicy" were vaguely distinguishable.
In the end, the two of them laughed together, which was creepy.
Dong Yuejun didn't know what tricks his brother and Wang Qiang were playing. Anyway, he couldn't stay any longer, so he quickly sent Ye Fan a location message and asked him to pick him up quickly.
The signal in the private room was not good, and the cache transfer was not sent for a while.
At this time, Dong Yuetao knocked on the door: "Sister, what are you doing in there? Why haven't you come out yet?"
"I'm going to the bathroom, what's wrong with you?"
"I need to go to the bathroom too, please hurry up." Dong Yuetao banged on the door, as if he was impatient.
"Okay, okay, I'll be out right away."
Dong Yuejun held on for more than ten minutes, but the positioning information failed. She remembered being covered in cold sweat and restless.
At this time, Dong Yuetao knocked on the door again, "Sister, Brother Qiang is leaving, please come out quickly."
"Really?" Dong Yuejun was overjoyed and quickly opened the door and walked out.
Wang Qiang stood at the door and laughed: "Xiaojun, what took you so long?"
"Maybe I just had a bad stomach." Dong Yuejun responded with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Wang Qiang walked towards her, "I have something to do and I have to leave first. We haven't had a drink yet!"
Dong Yuejun hesitated, "I'm really not good at drinking."
"Sister, just drink!" Dong Yuetao grabbed the wine glass and poured it into her mouth without waiting for Dong Yuejun's reaction.
Dong Yuejun accidentally swallowed half a glass of red wine down his throat. He choked and became dizzy. He sat on the sofa nearby and coughed repeatedly.
"Cough cough cough..."
Wang Qiang reprimanded Dong Yuetao: "Xiao Tao, look at you choking my sister, why don't you go pour some water!"
"Oh, yes, yes, I'm sorry, sister!" Dong Yuetao quickly poured a glass of warm water from the side.
Dong Yuejun drank it in small sips and glared at Dong Yuetao.
Then, she took her bag and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, Dong Yuetao suddenly pressed her down and said, "Sister, don't worry, just sit down for a while!"
"Isn't something wrong with Wang Qiang?" Dong Yuejun asked in a low voice.
"It was there just now, but not now." Wang Qiang shook his head and sat next to Dong Yuejun.
Dong Yuejun was suddenly startled and quickly moved away, trying to walk around the coffee table and leave.
Dong Yuetao pushed her back, grabbed her satchel, and took out the contents inside.
"Sister, since you're out, let's have some fun and don't spoil the fun!" Dong Yuetao turned off Dong Yuejun's cell phone with a smile on his face.
At the last second when the screen dimmed, there was a "ding" sound and the location text message was sent.
Wang Qiang was in a high mood and did not notice.
Dong Yuetao is a 250-year-old, so naturally he will not pay attention to where this voice comes from.
Dong Yuejun was furious, pointed at Dong Yuetao and cursed: "What are you going to do? Hurry up and give me my phone back!"
"Don't move." Dong Yuetao grinned and pushed Dong Yuejun back several times. "Brother Qiang wants to catch up with you, but you keep showing off to him. If you don't give him face, you don't give me face!"
"You are crazy!" Dong Yuejun kept shouting.
Dong Yuetao shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Sister, I'm doing it for your own good, so just calm down and reminisce about old times with Brother Qiang..."
"You...get out of my way, or I'll call the police!" As Dong Yuejun was speaking, he suddenly felt an unspeakable warmth surge up in his body, and then his body became extremely numb, and he could no longer summon any strength.
"What...what's going on?"
Dong Yuejun felt something strange, opened her red lips slightly, and exhaled a burst of hot air.