Being bumped into by a drunk man at the door did not affect Zhang Wenchao's mood. He and his waiter walked into the bar in a swagger.
"This handsome guy, can you buy me a drink?"
He came face to face with a seductively dressed blonde woman who looked drunk and stood in front of Zhang Wenchao.
"Hahaha, beautiful lady, it would be my honor to treat you to a drink. Of course, there is no problem at all."
After Zhang Wenchao finished speaking, he held the blond woman in his arms.
Zhang Wenchao is a playboy. He is very familiar with places like nightclubs, just like entering the back garden of his own home.
The blond woman in front of me looked like the kind of escort girl who hangs out in nightclubs all year round.
Most of these escort girls are bartenders in nightclubs, who specialize in tricking customers into spending more money.
When Zhang Wenchao comes to the nightclub, he likes to socialize with these drinking girls, because most of these drinking girls are good-looking and have considerable incomes. Therefore, under normal circumstances, they will not pay the guests to rent a room, so relatively speaking, they are all fine.
Considered clean.
As for being cheated out of some money for drinks, Zhang Wenchao really doesn't care about the conditions, as long as he is addicted to his hands and has a good time.
If he encounters a beautiful escort girl by chance, Zhang Wenchao doesn't mind using money to win over these escort girls. Under normal circumstances, he can get what he wants.
Although the girl who intercepted Zhang Wenchao had an average appearance, she had a hot enough figure. She was Zhang Wenchao's favorite type, so Zhang Wenchao was not polite. After hugging the girl, his big hands began to look dishonest.
"Brother, you are so bad. Wherever you put your hands, you make others feel embarrassed."
The girl who was accompanying the wine said that she wanted to refuse but still welcomed her.
"Haha! Don't everyone say that?
If a man is not bad and a woman doesn’t love him, do you love a bad man like my brother?”
Zhang Wenchao finished speaking with a squinting look, pointing to an empty seat not far away.
"Beauty, let's go to that table and have a drink."
After Zhang Wenchao finished speaking, he hugged the drinking girl and walked towards an empty table not far away.
"Mistress, go to the bar and order a drink, choose the expensive one, don't be afraid of spending money, today I will not get drunk with this girl until we get home, the girl can drink as much as she wants today, brother is not short of money."
Hearing Zhang Wenchao's domineering tone, the wine girl's eyes suddenly lit up. She knew that she had caught a big fish today and could get a lot of reds. This made the wine girl feel very happy. She was very happy about Zhang Wenchao's big hands.
, it is not so exclusive.
The mistress was very skillful and went directly to the bar of the nightclub. As soon as she put her hand into her arms, the mistress's expression suddenly changed.
"Holy crap! No way."
The mistress, who looked a little ugly, began to search her body.
My cell phone and wallet are all gone.
"Who the hell is that bastard who has his hands on my head? If you ask me to catch you as a thief, I will chop off your hands."
The mistress cursed angrily.
He was scolded, but the mistress also knew that in a place like this, once the money is lost and it is not caught at the time, it will be difficult to get it back.
This made Xiao San feel dizzy because her boss was still waiting over there.
The mistress, who looked depressed, had no choice but to go back to Zhang Wenchao to ask for money.
When the mistress returned to Zhang Wenchao's drinking table, she found that her boss had already hugged the drinking girl and started kissing her passionately.
"Ahem!"
The mistress's dry cough startled the waitress in Zhang Wenchao's arms, and she pushed Zhang Wenchao away from her.
"Mistress, are you fucking sick? Didn't you see that this young master is doing his business?
You fucking bother me at this time."
Zhang Wenchao was so angry that he almost threw out his hand and gave the mistress a big slap in the face.
The mistress might have arrived early and she would be scolded. Although she felt uncomfortable, she still said with a smile on her face.
"Boss, I attracted a thief. My wallet and cell phone were stolen."
"Holy shit! Mistress, you are such a fucking waste. You can't even hold a wallet. What else can you do? Take my card and swipe it."
Knowing that the mistress was stolen, Zhang Wenchao was not so angry.
After scolding angrily, he began to reach into his arms to look for his wallet, and the next moment, Zhang Wenchao's face suddenly became very ugly.
Because Zhang Wenchao discovered that his wallet was also lost.
I just called the mistress what a waste, she couldn't even hold a wallet, so what am I doing now?
At this time, when the waitress saw Zhang Wenchao's expression, her expression suddenly changed.
"I said to you, this handsome guy, you don't have money, do you?"
The voice of the escort girl suddenly turned cold.
Just now, I was kissed and touched by the guy in front of me. In the end, if this guy has no money, I will suffer a big loss.
"Well, that beauty, don't be angry, I just lost my wallet."
Zhang Wenchao said with an embarrassed look.
"Damn it! Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf when you don't have money? Why do you still choose expensive wines? Why don't you give me the money? Damn it!"
The waitress angrily spat on Zhang Wenchao.
"Oh my God! You dare to vomit on our young master, you fucking stinky bitch don't want to live anymore, do you?"
The mistress was Zhang Wenchao's lackey, and when she saw her master being humiliated, of course she became loyal first.
"Oh, you still want to hit someone, everyone, come here and give me a review. These two poor guys have no money, they are pretending to be big tailed wolves, they invited me to drink, and now you still want to beat someone, everyone give me a review."
The voice of the bartender was quite loud, and his shout immediately attracted the attention of other people in the nightclub.
"Look, everyone, this poor guy has no money and still pretends to be a big-tailed wolf. He kisses and touches my mother. After taking advantage of her, he actually wants to beat her up."
The bartender shouted again.
"Hey, I'll go. I don't have any money and I want to imitate others by going to bars to pick up girls. These two brothers, you guys are weird enough."
"If you don't have money, hurry up and get out. This kind of place is not something that poor people like you can afford."
In an instant, the surrounding people roared with laughter and curses, and everyone looked at him with disdain, which made Zhang Wenchao's lungs explode with anger.
But I was really in the wrong, and I couldn't refute it, and the people around me were watching the excitement.
Then I saw Zhang Wenchao, with a dark face, his head almost stuck in his chest, and a look of shamelessness.
"Xiao San, why are you still standing here? Why don't you hurry up and leave?"
Zhang Wenchao cursed in a low voice.
"Poor guy, get out of here. I'm taking advantage of you this time. Next time I see you, a poor guy like you, I'll kick your balls to pieces."
The drinking girl still cursed angrily with some annoyance.
Under everyone's contemptuous gazes, Zhang Wenchao and his mistress escaped from the nightclub in embarrassment.
"What the hell is going on? How come your wallet and mine were lost together?"
At this moment, Zhang Wenchao felt that he was an incomparable loser. He was a dignified late yellow-level martial artist, but his wallet was stolen by a thief, which was a huge embarrassment.
But at this moment, the mistress brought another bad news to Zhang Wenchao.
"Master Zhang, look at our car."
The mistress exclaimed.
Looking in the direction of the mistress's finger, Zhang Wenchao almost lost his breath and crooked his nose.
"I rely on his uncle. It was that bastard who did it. He asked me to catch him and I will cripple him."