After Zhao Chen finished speaking, Mao Qianxiong and a group of young men enjoyed the target together.
They poured the lubricant out of the bottle, dabbed it on the bull's-eye, and they started right away.
It seemed that some of them had taken medicine.
As excited as a mad dog.
There is no gentleness at all.
Immediately afterwards, piercing screams rang out, and some of the targets couldn't bear it and cried on the spot.
He had seen this kind of scene before.
And after these guys got together, they actually wanted to compete.
Wild laughter rippled in the private room.
Zhao Chen took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table for no reason.
The first time he smoked in his life was in such a situation.
Next to him stood the manager.
The club manager seemed to have gotten used to it a long time ago, and his face showed no emotion.
Zhao Chen asked him, "Isn't something going to happen?"
"Are you kidding me? These female college students are trying their best to participate in such a venue. I can charge tens of thousands of yuan for each of them in registration fees, but they are still willing. Some of them want to get from me.
I have a relationship, and after the young masters are done playing, each of them will stay with me for free for a month... They are so mean... They are young and don't want to study hard and be self-reliant, but they want to make quick money, so this is understandable.
..If they are earning gift money for their boyfriends back home, it’s hard for us to judge whether they are bad girls or good girls...Hahahaha.”
The manager laughed to himself.
Zhao Chen curled up his lips, but he couldn't help but laugh too.
Wait until a group of young men have finished defecating.
Just came to the bidding stage.
Each person had a suction cup gun, and Zhao Chen was also fired with one. They were plastic toys. He tried it and found that it didn't hurt when hit, but he had to hit hard to get the suction cup to stick to his body first.
Looking at the row of targets again, they saw that although they were very tired, they still managed to hold on their strength.
"Hahaha, now I announce that the first target shooting competition in January has officially begun. The prize for this competition is a kitten. Haha, without further ado, I will count to three, two, one, and the target shooting will start and end in an hour.
The person who hits the most targets wins!”
"three!"
"two!"
"One! Start!"
biubiubiu~
The sound of the suction cup being ejected is very loud.
Zhao Chen also tried to fire a shot, but as a result, the shot missed, but even though he had deceived the direction, the suction cup stuck to the thigh of his target.
"Zhao Chen got 1 point first!"
He was lying on the sofa, loading and firing randomly.
In order for the suction cup to stick to the target, they will press the spring very hard, and the suction cup will be very painful when it is ejected.
There was also a pop-pop sound as it hit the target.
Zhao Chen smoked a cigarette and shot at the target.
He suddenly picked up his cell phone and prepared to record a video.
The manager immediately came over to remind, "Mr. Zhao, let's go back to the entertainment place and stop taking pictures... We still have to run this place..."
He only talked about himself, Zhao Chen did not stop and directly recorded the beautiful life.
His aim is still relatively good.
Of course, this competition is not particularly fair. If the target is bigger and the target is higher, it will definitely be more popular.
This is inevitable.
At the beginning, there were no strict requirements on hip circumference or anything like that.
One hour, chatting, drinking, and playing with the beauty in my arms, time went by quite quickly.
When the final time expires.
Someone started to come up and count the feathers on their tails.
"Mao Qianxiong hit 11 targets!"
"Zhao Chen hit 13 targets!"
"Ma Hongfei hit 9 targets!"
"Wu Mingming hit 13 targets!"
"Jia Changhe hit 14 targets!"
"..."
There are amateur referees who count them one by one.
The winner in the end was a young man named Niu Niu. His family is a pig farmer, the largest pig farmer in the country. He is very rich and he hit 17 targets in total.
Zhao Chen had heard that he seemed to like to play sadistically.
So he was particularly interested in this kind of target shooting activity.
After the results of the competition were announced, the targets got up from the ground, their legs and feet were numb.
But he still pulled those suction cups off his body as soon as possible, packed them up, and hurriedly went to take a shower.
What happens next is the highlight for them.
Zhao Chen stayed for a while. He was a little hungry and was ready to go home for dinner.
But he was stopped by someone and told that the event was not over yet, and they still needed to determine the candidates for the next event and the source of the girls.
Not long after, a group of girls in sexy clothes walked in, each of them holding a handful of suction cups in their hands.
Zhao Chen took a moment to react and recognized that they were the targets just now.
He didn't have time to be surprised.
Their respective targets were now in front of everyone.
Zhao Chen's target is a pretty girl with a bit of skinny body, which can be regarded as the level of a great beauty. Speaking of which, Zhao Chen had no advantage in the competition just now because his target was a bit thin and his butt was not big.
"Boss, you won 13 shots in total."
Zhao Chen nodded and took the handheld cigarette from his bodyguard, "Each one is 30,000, right? This is 390,000, take it...forget it, that 10,000 is a tip, I'll give you 400,000."
..”
"Boss, do you need someone to accompany you? My name is Bai Yuyao... my name is Xiaoyao..." After she said her name, she immediately changed her words. It seemed that Xiaoyao was easier to remember than Bai Yuyao.
Zhao Chen was looking away while holding the wine glass.
Other people's targets received 500,000 yuan more than Bai Yuyao. That was before the shooting, they collectively tried their own targets, but Zhao Chen didn't try, so Xiaoyao couldn't get the money...
He frowned, "Which school are you from?"
"University of Political Science and Law." She took the wine bottle from the table and filled it with Zhao Chen's quilt.
"Don't you have a bright future at the University of Political Science and Law? Why do you still get involved in this?" He didn't understand.
"The boss is joking. You have to fight for the future by yourself. Even if you graduate and join the job in the future, it will not be easy if there is no one above you. It will be much easier if there is a big shot to help support you. It is really a bright future."
"You might be able to feel the splendor of life if you work hard on your own, right?"
Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, "I lost my diploma, I am not from a top university; I lost my family background, I am poor; I lost my appearance, I am not the top beauty either; I only have a humble outlook, worthless.
Self-esteem and serious moral bottom line, can these things be eaten? What use do I need them for?"
Zhao Chen didn't answer her sigh, he just said:
"Can you dance? Go and pick one. If you dance well, I'll reward you with five hundred thousand."
"good!"
Before eating, Zhao Chen asked his target to stand in the middle of the field and dance. Fortunately, she danced well. After dancing, she came close to Zhao Chen again.
He reached out and patted her face, "When you stood up to dance just now, everyone looked up to see you and admire your dance; now that you kneel in front of me, no one will look at you anymore...
.”
As he spoke, he took out half a million dollars from his bag and gave it to her.
He moved to the sofa, and the shoes dropped down. She lowered her head and asked Zhao Chen to put his feet on her shoulders, so that he had a place to rest his feet.
"You're so stubborn. I've taught you everything and you can't even listen to it." Zhao Chen laughed angrily and rubbed her delicate face with his toes.
"It's a good thing to have someone to teach me, but after all, I haven't left this place now, so I still have to do what I need to do seriously."
"What are you going to do when you get back?"
"Today's money will probably allow me to study for a Ph.D. without any worries. After graduating from the Ph.D., the future will probably be really bright..."