hh city is located at the junction of Northeast China and Russia. It is relatively remote and small. It is considered a third-tier city. Anyone you meet on the road will look familiar to you.
Therefore, Daodao Bar opened today, and many acquaintances came here, whether it was for his family or his own friends.
In the gaga bar, Daodao has a wolf-like hairstyle with gel water, a pure white tight-fitting suit, LV shoes on her feet, a Hermès belt around her waist, and a piece of Wanguo worth more than 100,000 yuan, shining brightly on her wrist.
, even though she is only 19 this year, she does dress well and is really a role model for the gangsters.
A few minutes later, Hong Tao drove a Land Rover, followed by Qiuqiu, and walked in. After entering the hall, Hong Tao glanced at him and walked over. He nodded with a smile and said, "Brother Tao!"
"Where is Xiaoyu?" Hong Tao asked with a frown.
"I just finished the phone call and I'm still on the way. I've reserved a private room. There are a few friends in the room. Come on, let's have a few drinks together!" Daodao said, grabbing Hong Tao's arm.
"Xiaoyu and I need to talk about something. Is there a quiet place?" Hong Tao had no interest in talking nonsense with a bunch of kids, so he paused and spoke slowly.
"Then open a private room nearby!" Daodao said with a smile.
"Take it!" Qiuqiu casually took out a huge red envelope from his bag, glanced at it, and stuffed it into his arms.
"What is this?"
"Gift money!"
"Brother Tao is so sensible... No, no, no... Brother Tao is so particular!" Daodao said nonsense.
"Haha, let's go!" Hong Tao smiled, lowered his head and walked to the private room.
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On the other side of the dance floor, on a sofa in a corner, Leile was lazily leaning on the sofa, playing with his phone and looking around, while Jimur was drinking a small drink and looking around for girls with shining eyes.
Year-round life in the desert, accompanied by camels all year round, has made Jimur's crotch full of vicissitudes, with a little bit of yellow sand...
The girls in the city are so beautiful!!
The girls in the city don't wear much clothes, and they are willing to shake their thighs. Jimur drinks vodka, looking at this and that, unconsciously putting it in his hand, spitting, and stroking it carefully.
I smoothed my fluffy woolen curls and prepared to use my sandy crotch to create a tornado on the dance floor.
"Big pot... how much "mare's milk" does the flower girl here have? Can you mix it up a little?" Jimur was a little excited, and his accent was a bit messy for a while.
"Drink some wine and watch for a while and you'll be fine!! You can't take this girl away!" Leilei raised his head and glanced up. Jimur, who was still wearing muddy three-jointed leather shoes and a bright red tie, gave a kind advice.
.
"...Why am I swollen?? I have curly hair and blue eyes! Don't I look like Fei Xiang when I have swollen eyes? My dear?" Jimur was a little anxious.
"...Haha...you have a bit of emphysema...!" Leilei said with a smile.
"I don't believe it. I spent 50,000 yuan and no one came with me!" As he said this, Jimult stood up suddenly and walked towards the dance floor swinging his big crotch pants.
Leile looked at his back, shook his head haggardly, and said lightly: "The key is who the hell can believe that you can take out 50,000...sigh...!!"
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In the private room at the other end, Hong Tao sat on the sofa, frowned, looked at his watch, and cursed in a low voice: "Is this the end of the road? Why haven't you come yet!!"
"Haha, you are willing to talk to him!" Brother Qiu said lightly while singing Wang Qing Shui.
"Dang Dang!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Hong Tao glanced at the door and said irritably: "It's so damn annoying. You can drink with them later!"
"...Fuck!" Brother Qiu put down the microphone and cursed, shouting towards the door: "Come in!!"
"Squeak!"
The door was pushed open, followed by six or seven fashionably dressed young men, no more than twenty years old, and four or five girls in miniskirts walked in.
"Brother Tao, when they heard you were here, they all came to toast you!" Daodao said with a smile.
"Well, sit down!" Hong Tao looked up at everyone, nodded slightly, and said casually.
"Brother Tao, I've admired you for so long, it's so rare to see you!!" A young man grabbed the foreign wine on the table, poured a glass, slapped the girl next to her on the butt, and scolded: "Fuck, did you pay any attention to the price?
Brother Tao pours the wine!"
"Brother Tao, you are a pioneer. You can't drink. Come and throw your wine glass at me. Brother Qiu will use his identity as a common man to tell you the story of the underworld!" Brother Qiu said with bared teeth and sat on the marble table with his butt crooked.
, stretched out his hand to loosen his collar, and said with a smile.
"That's it, it's the same as drinking with Brother Qiu. You guys can chat with Brother Tao!" Daodao was stunned for a moment, then said to the other girls with a smile.
After finishing talking, the young people and Brother Qiu started to drink and chat with each other. Hong Tao was not in the mood to talk about anything else. He lowered his head and held his mobile phone, and sent a text message to Young Master Yu, urging him again.
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Jimur walked around the dance floor and swayed a few times with the DJ. Unfortunately, his body couldn't keep up with the rhythm, so he danced a little unrestrainedly. After doing three butt-raising movements in a row, but not lifting them up, he was completely lost.
He mumbled a few curse words, turned around and ran towards the small card stand, continuing to stroll.
At this moment, Jimur saw a girl sitting alone on the card table in the gap on the central dance floor. Jimur looked at it again. The girl was quite tall and her skin was fairly fair, but she had at least touched her face.
Two kilograms of soy flour, I can't even tell what it looks like.
Jimur thought for a moment, picked up his phone, searched for Du Niang, then walked over calmly, followed the tricks in the secret book of hooking up, and said with a smile: "Beauty, are you alone?"
The girl turned her head and glanced at Jimur, looked up and down, and then said lightly: "With friends!"
"Boyfriend and girlfriend?" Jimur continued to ask.
"...Go to the other side. You are not my sister's cup of tea. It's useless to talk to anyone!" The girl waved her hands irritably and said slowly.
"Snapped!"
When Jimur heard this, he immediately understood what was going on. He took out about two to three thousand yuan from his pocket, slapped it on the table and said, "Is this your food?"
"...Haha, please be gentle, I'm really afraid you'll throw money at me to death!" The girl glanced at the RMB and curled her lips.
"Deposit, if you can do it, I'll take 10,000 for you!"
"...Ten thousand?? Just you??" The girl was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief.
"What's wrong with me?? I can sell you a camel for three years...!" When Jimur saw that this girl was not a good person, he started to speak awkwardly.
"...Give me the money first, I won't go out, just stay here? OK?" The girl smoothed her hair, looked at Jimur again, almost closed her eyes, and said through gritted teeth.
"What are you here for? How about the viewing fee?" Jimur asked with a blush on his face as he scanned the dance floor with at least 400 people.
"Did you do it? In the toilet!"
"...is it safe?"
“You don’t know who’s in this situation?? Is it still safe?? Tsk…!”
"Is there any cash machine around here?" Jimur was obviously frustrated. He paused and asked a little anxiously.
"It's right at the door! I'll take you there!" the girl said.
"Okay, let's go!" Jimur said, grabbing the girl's little hand. The girl struggled slightly, picked up the bag and the money on the table, and left with Jimur.
Jimur carried the girl across the dance floor, waved his hand at Leilei, and raised two fingers, indicating that he would definitely be back within twenty minutes.
Leile frowned and was about to speak when the phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the caller ID and was silent for a moment. In desperation, he nodded to Jimur, then answered the phone and said straight to the point:
"1088 card station!"
"Okay, I'll go in now!"
"Yeah!" Leilei said and hung up the phone.
On the other end, Jimur led the girl out of the door, turned two corners, and entered the CCB next door. Jimur took out a polished and white bank card from his pocket, stuffed it into the cash machine, and
Without carrying the girl behind her back, she casually entered the password. The girl curled her lips and stood next to Jimur in boredom.
Jimur clicked on the withdrawal amount and chose to withdraw three thousand. The girl didn't pay attention at first. When Jimur made the fourth withdrawal, the girl who was playing with her phone looked up and saw the balance display on the screen.
"1348000...!"
"Uh...!" The girl was stunned for a moment, rubbed her eyes, looked again, and covered her mouth in disbelief.
"Whoa!"
After withdrawing seven times, Jimur withdrew 20,000 yuan, returned the card, rolled 10,000 yuan randomly, stuffed it into his pocket, and stuffed another into the girl's hand, and said with bared teeth: "
Let’s go and do some serious research!”
"...Oh!" The girl nodded numbly, let Jimur lead her, and walked away.
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On the other side, just when Hong Tao was about to get up and leave, the private room door creaked open, and Mr. Yu, still wearing a pink suit, walked in holding someone's hand behind him.
"You're on the road to fucking death...how...!" Hong Tao turned his head and was about to curse, but when he looked up, he was suddenly stunned.
"Tao...!"
"Why the hell did you bring her here???" Just as Yu Shao was about to speak, Hong Tao stood up with a roar, pointed at Monroe behind Yu Shao and shouted...
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Dance floor, 1088 card table.
A middle-aged man about thirty years old, not tall, wearing casual clothes, a peaked cap, and carrying a huge mountaineering bag, slowly sat down opposite Leilei, casually picked up the cigarette on the table, held it in his mouth, and smiled.
Chong Leile said, "**, why are you so fat?"
"It's good to eat, haha!" Leilei put down his mobile phone, reached for a lighter, lit the cigarette in the middle-aged man's mouth, and then said seriously: "Thank you!!"
"Thank you jb, I don't want money! Haha!" the middle-aged man said carelessly.