In the evening, at 7:30, the slow rocking bar at Caesars Palace officially opened, and the dj, leading the dancers, entered the venue. As soon as the slow rocking bar opened, people started to enter the private rooms.
The people who come here to sing obviously don't want to join the Avenue of Stars. Whether it's a class reunion or asking the boss to relax, they must call two girls, otherwise they won't be able to chat at all, and they won't be able to play games or anything.
No, a certain section officer in the tax bureau, who was promoted to section chief, was ready to make some sacrifices. He asked the three or four crooked melons and jujubes below to have sex. After Zhang Xi received the reception, he arranged a private room with a smile, and
He presented a basket of dried fruits, then went out and shouted on the intercom: "Yiheng, go to private room 17 and ask if you want a girl!"
Wang Yiheng, who was talking to more than 20 girls upstairs about the postpartum care of sows, was startled when he heard the intercom on his chest. After tinkering for a long time, he turned the button next to the intercom antenna.
, accidentally changed the channel, and then tried hard again, but couldn't figure out what to say.
A girl next to me said speechlessly: "Brother Hengheng, there is a button there. You can talk if you press it!!"
Wang Yiheng followed the girl's instructions and pressed it. There was a beep sound and the intercom light turned red. The girl looked at it and said to Wang Yiheng: "You can talk now!"
"Oh, I'm in the fourth group, repeat yourself, where am I going?" Wang Yiheng asked weakly.
At a construction site where construction was going on day and night, the foreman was shouting and instructing the workers with a walkie-talkie. Suddenly the walkie-talkie rang. The foreman was stunned for a moment and suddenly cursed angrily: "Where the hell did you go!! Ma Liu
Take your people!! Send me cement to the lift!!"
Wang Yiheng was a little confused when he heard this. He thought for a moment, waved his hands a little irritably, and said: "It's a bit messy, don't worry, let's sort it out! Look, Ang! Brother Hai, what you told me at the beginning was that as long as
Drink and drink...!"
"What the hell! It's going to fucking rain soon!!" the foreman was furious.
"Why are you scolding people??"
“Do you fucking want to do it??”
"Of course I do! If not, would I be sorry for my ancestors and become a pimp?!" Wang Yiheng said with a little emotion. He always thought that chicken heads were not done by serious people.
"What did you say? What are you doing now?" The foreman was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.
"You don't know what the hell I'm doing?! Who is this idiot? Don't you know I'm a pimp??" Wang Yiheng raised his eyebrows, glared angrily, and turned around to ask a girl.
There were more than 20 women present who laughed so hard that they burst into tears. Some of them, regardless of their image, were already rolling on the sofa.
"What the hell am I talking to you about? Where are you pimping? They are in a hurry to hire people!!" the foreman asked again.
"I'm having sex in the lounge on the second floor of Caesars!! What the hell?!" Wang Yi suddenly stood up, picked up a girl's cross-stitch needle, and prepared to have a fight later.
"You are a bastard. If you don't have a serious job, you go to Caesar to take a private job, right? You're fucking fired!!"
"My brother, Chairman?! You fire me???" Wang Yiheng asked in disbelief.
"Fuck you! My dad is still the Prime Minister!!"
Wang Yiheng used the words of a rural woman and started swearing into the walkie-talkie. The girls wanted to speak, but they held their stomachs and couldn't because their faces were already full of tears and they were laughing...
On the other end, Zhang Xi waited downstairs for more than ten minutes, but he still hadn't seen Wang Yiheng. The guests inside had already reminded him several times that Caesar's operating mode is to separate private rooms and accompanying wine areas. There are two accounts.
Therefore, the people who manage the private rooms never interfere with the channel selection.
Zhang Xi waited for a long time, but had no choice but to go to the lounge and call Wang Yiheng. When he went in, he saw Wang Yiheng cursing, and the girls laughed.
"Brother, what are you doing here? Can you do it? I'm waiting downstairs!" Zhang Xi urged silently.
"Who was talking to me on the small phone just now??" Wang Yiheng had a murderous look on his face, preparing to cause a murder.
"No one is talking on the intercom!" Zhang Xi said confusedly.
"Fuck, it's impossible. He said his father is the Prime Minister and wants to fire me!!"
"No one wants to fire you, hurry up, we're waiting downstairs!" Zhang Xi frowned and dragged him downstairs. Wang Yiheng took a few breaths and continued: "Then I
What do you say about going down?"
"I won't go in very often, just feel free to do whatever you want!!" Zhang Xi said casually.
"That's it!" Wang Yiheng nodded heavily.
The two of them turned a few corners and arrived at No. 17. Zhang Xi opened the door, smiled and waved to the person inside, and pushed Wang Yiheng in.
Wang Yiheng held the walkie-talkie, bowed politely first, and calmly asked in a very textured bass: "How many of you want chicken???"
"Whoa!"
The five guests in the room who had been waiting for more than 20 minutes all looked at Wang Yiheng in astonishment.
"What kind of chicken???" the section chief asked doubtfully.
After hearing this, Wang Yiheng paused, rolled his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Killing won't do the trick! Keeping me company is okay!"
"What do you do?" the section chief asked, blinking.
"Leader of Group Four!"
"Position??" the section chief asked again.
"Tsk tsk... I want a plant... a cactus, okay?" Wang Yiheng asked anxiously and wisely.
"Get out!!" the section chief said with a sullen face.
"Brother, I have prepared prickly pear balls for you. You can find two of them. We are waiting for the rice to be cooked at home!!" Wang Yiheng said after discussing.
"Get out!!"
"Find two!!"
"Let's go, no more fun! Find another one!" The section chief stood up, picked up his bag, waved his hand and pushed open the door with a few companions and walked out.
"Is it because of the cactus? Can I give you two pots of chrysanthemums?" Wang Yi pulled his neck and asked the people who had already walked out.
Xiao Hai, who was being led by the girl outside the door to choose the channel, was stunned when he saw the people coming out, and then asked: "Brothers, what is this??"
"Get out of here!" The section chief pulled Xiao Hai away with his hand, frowned and cursed.
"Brother, how could our family not be so well-received?" Xiao Hai asked with a smile after being pushed.
"*****, I just got promoted, and that idiot here wants to give me two cactus...!" The section chief cursed, turned around and led everyone away.
Xiao Hai was stunned for a long time and didn't understand what was going on. But Wang Yiheng sang a solo song in the room, Zhang Tianwang's "My Hair is Messy", then walked out of the private room with square steps, hands behind his back,
He said lightly: "The quality of city people is so poor!!"
This night, all the girls in the four groups did not go on stage. First, Wang Yiheng was not very good at talking and could not promote the stage. Second, the makeup of more than 20 girls was so stained that tears came to their eyes.
He looks like an old monster from Montenegro, who the hell should I choose!!
However, although they did not sit on the stage, they had a good night after all, and the ladies had no complaints. However, after three days, the sales performance was still zero...
At this time, the young lady couldn't stand it anymore. They came out to make money, not to talk nonsense every day. They were indeed happy this day, but they didn't earn a dime, so how could they live!!
And Xiaohai was speechless. If he hadn't been suppressed in the past few days, there might have been many murders. After all, the main consumer groups here are bastards, and they are the kind who have some reputation. These people are not scientists.
Long, if you get anxious, you can kill someone with a little alcohol.