Then, the lights in the entire karaoke hall dimmed a bit, and a beautiful figure walked to the center of the stage, and the spotlight gradually turned on.
A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old with short hair appeared in front of everyone.
Wearing a red and white short-sleeved T-shirt, white overalls, and a small peaked cap worn diagonally, coupled with a pure and lovely face and a sweet smile, she instantly caught the attention of both men and women.
"Sweet honey, you smile so sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the spring breeze... Where, where have I seen you..."
The moment he saw Fei Xiaoyun clearly, Guo Xiaoyang's heart jumped a few times, and his mind went blank. After he came back to his senses, he looked at the second lady who was singing affectionately in the center of the stage, and a thought came to his mind.
....
"Rongrong, what do these people carrying flower baskets do?"
A female classmate pointed to the waitress who was walking around in the ballroom carrying a flower basket, and curiously asked Fan Rong:
Fan Rong took a look and explained:
"This is the lady selling flower baskets. If you like the singer and want to show your love, buy a flower basket and give it to the singer."
"how much for one?"
"One hundred dollars."
"100 yuan? That's not more than half of my father's monthly salary. Who would spend such wasteful money?"
Fan Rong pointed to the stage and said, "Here, someone has given me a reward."
I saw a waitress placing a flower basket in front of the stage. At the same time, someone walked past Fei Xiaoyun holding a sign. The sign read "Mr. Liu Hongxing at table 18 will reward you with a flower basket."
"There really is someone who has been taken advantage of..."
"Where is table 18?"
"Look at the middle pillar, it should be that table..."
When Fei Xiaoyun, who was singing, saw the flower basket, her heart did not waver at all. Unlike the first time, she was so excited that she went out of tune.
In the past two days, the total number of flower baskets she received exceeded 200, of course less than half of which were sent by the second child Guo Xiaohai.
After looking at the numbers on the flower basket, he glanced at table 18 and gave him a smile.
After all, she can get fifty yuan for a flower basket.
At table 18, there was a middle-aged man with a big gold chain hanging around his neck and a big brother in his hand. When he saw Fei Xiaoyun smiling at him, he immediately stood up and waved hard towards the stage.
"Hey, the flower seller~~ come here."
At table No. 7, a young man holding a cigar in his mouth, shaved his head and holding a big brother in his hand waved to the flower basket seller.
"Ten flower baskets."
A lean middle-aged man next to him took out a wad of money, counted out ten 100 Sihai coins, and put it in the hand of the auction flower basket girl: "My brother's name is Cheng Yaohua, Cheng Yaojin's Cheng, Shining Yao, Hua Zi's Hua, don't write
wrong."
The girl selling flower baskets took out a pen and wrote down on the cheat sheet: "Good boss."
The lean middle-aged man took a look at the reputation and confirmed that it was written correctly:
"This karaoke bar of yours is a bit interesting. You send out flower baskets, and there are people who walk around the stage holding signs. Who came up with the idea?"
They have visited countless karaoke bars, but no matter how many gifts they give, the most they can do is that after the singer finishes singing, he will come up alone to express his gratitude and drink a glass of wine.
"Our big boss."
The lean middle-aged man gave a thumbs up and said, "Your boss is a good businessman."
"...10 flower baskets..." Fan Rong and the others happened to be sitting next to table No. 7, so they all saw the scene of buying flower baskets: "Rong Rong, how much of the 1,000 yuan can the singer get?"
It's not an industry secret. Fan Rong whispered: "55 points for the Karaoke Hall."
"..You can earn 500 yuan from one song...This money is so profitable...!"
Fan Rong explained:
"Some singers can't receive even one flower basket after singing for a month. Xiaoyun's situation is very rare."
"Rongrong, do you know the singing girl?"
"Yes, from our alley."
At this time, bursts of exclamations suddenly sounded in the venue.
"Hai rest~~!
"
"Oh~~!
"
I saw a row of waitresses placing many flower baskets in front of the stage. One person held up a large sign in the style of a large color TV, with the words "Mr. Cheng Yaohua at table 7 rewards 10 flower baskets" written in the middle blank, and then behind Fei Xiaoyun
We walked back and forth three times before we got off the stage.
Fei Xiaoyun on the stage felt happy when he saw ten flower baskets. He raised his hand and waved in the direction of table 7 while singing.
I happened to catch Fan Rong and Guo Xiaoyang next to table No. 7, and happily waved twice more.
When the middle-aged man at table No. 7 saw Fei Xiaoyun's appearance, he said to his younger brother: "This girl is probably attracted to you! Look how she smiles at you..."
The young man took a big sip of red wine, burped, leaned back, crossed his legs, and took a puff of cigar: "What's all the fuss about? I'll ask her to have dinner with her later..."
Before he could finish showing off, he saw the karaoke bar attendants placing a bunch of flower baskets. Each person held a motorcycle-style sign with the words "Mr. Liu Hongxing at table 18 will reward 20 flower baskets" in the middle space.
He stood on the stage for a full minute before leaving.
Seeing Fei Xiaoyun on the stage looking towards direction No. 18 with a smile on his face, the young man suddenly felt like he was being slapped in the face.
I sat up and looked towards table 18, where I saw a middle-aged man standing blowing kisses towards the stage.
"grass!"
He waved to the flower basket seller: "Come here."
"boss."
"How many flower baskets do you have here?"
The girl selling flower baskets had bright eyes. This was a big deal.
He hurriedly introduced: "50 flower baskets, 100 cars, 200 large yachts, 500 large airplanes..."
I originally wanted to pretend to be Poppy, but when I heard that there were actually 500 flower baskets, the young man's face turned a little green.
The lean middle-aged man on the side said hurriedly:
"Send 50 flower baskets."
As he spoke, he took out a wad of money from his butt pocket, counted 50 pieces, and put them in the hand of the auction flower basket girl.
"My name was just given to you."
"Pa~~"
I saw a flower ball suddenly exploded in the middle of the stage, and then two staff members inserted two big brother-style signs on both sides of the stage, which read, "Mr. Cheng Yaohua from table 7 will reward 50 flower baskets."
"Wow~~!"
"Wow~~!"
Exclamations and whistles came and went.
Fei Xiaoyun just finished singing a song, took the microphone and said in the direction of table 7:
"Thank you Mr. Cheng Yaohua for sending 50 flower baskets. I wish Mr. Cheng a successful career and abundant financial resources."
The young man at table No. 7 stood up, raised his glass in the direction of No. 18, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay~~~!"
"What a man!"
....
After singing two more songs, Fei Xiaoyun walked off the stage, and the karaoke manager stepped forward and whispered:
"Madam boss, the customer at table 7 wants to see you."
It was Guo Xiaohai who ordered me to be called "Lady Boss". Fei Xiaoyun was a little unhappy at first, but after two or three days, it became quite pleasant to her ears.
"Try to apologize to him. I have friends coming over. Let's wait until next time." Fei Xiaoyun knew exactly what these people were planning and had no interest in paying attention to them.
After putting the microphone into the manager's hand, he made a special detour to avoid table No. 7 and arrived at table No. 9: "Rongrong, the third child..."
When the manager saw this, he shook his head helplessly. He had no idea. I heard that the boss opened this store for Fei Xiaoyun, and she was truly the boss lady.
He walked to table No. 7 and apologized with a smile:
"Boss Cheng, I'm really sorry. Miss Fei Xiaoyun happens to have a friend here today, so next time she has time..."
The young man glanced at Pei Xiaoyun, who was chatting and laughing with the pretty boy next door, and gave the manager a big mouthful: "M, I spent a total of 6,000 yuan. Why don't you just sell it out for sale? Why are you pretending to be so noble?"
Then he kicked the manager hard, then picked up two glasses of red wine, walked to the next door, and handed a glass of wine to Fei Xiaoyun:
"Big singer, show me your face and have a drink together."
Fei Xiaoyun looked at the wine glass in front of him and said with a cold face:
"Sorry, I don't know how to drink."
"Who doesn't know how to drink when you come out to hang out? You are not giving me face." Ban Buntou said and stretched out his hand to hug Fei Xiaoyun.
When Fan Rong saw that Fei Xiaoyun was about to be bullied, he angrily yelled at the young man:
"Stop, I told you I won't drink anymore. Isn't it fun for you, a big man, to bully a girl?"