I have met many people who have no gambling products, but this is the first time I have met someone like Ge Laohui Erye.
The most important thing now is that this person is related to whether I can smoothly hand over to Zheng Ruhuan.
On the way back, Xiaolu drove the car.
Mr. Hong was sitting in the back seat. He patted me on the shoulder and asked:
"How do you think the elder brother of Ge Laohui tolerates a bad gambler like Er Ye?"
When I mentioned that old man, I couldn't help but think of Xiaoduo.
This time Zheng Ruhuan washes her hands in the golden basin, Xiaoduo's life experience will also be revealed to the world.
But the most important thing is, is Xiaoduo the daughter of the old man Huo Yuhan or Liu Baiyu, the love saint of thousands of families?
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Mr. Hong continued:
"Xiao Liuye, we have to change our thinking. Since this second master can't work here, let's just start with his wife. Women are always easier to deal with..."
I have thought about what Mr. Hong said. But we don’t know much about the woman named Pan Xiaolian. We only know that she is just as bad at gambling as her husband.
But now that we have reached this level of quarrel with the second master, relying on gambling will definitely not work.
Even if we asked Xiaoduo to disguise ourselves, it would still be useless.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Xiaolu suddenly interrupt:
"I do know a little secret..."
I immediately looked at Xiaolu and saw him turning and saying:
"I heard that one of the main reasons why Pan Xiaolian often dealt with the second master is because he seemed to be unable to satisfy her. I also heard that Yangde City opened an Urban Beauty Club. It sounds like it's called Urban Beauty, but it's actually
A duck farm. The boss has found a lot of male seductresses to provide services for widowed women like Pan Xiaolian. Pan Xiaolian will ask her sisters to go there several times every weekend. After all, it is another city, so as not to meet acquaintances and lose them again.
The second master’s face…”
Um?
Hearing this, I turned my head and looked at Mr. Hong.
Mr. Hong blinked and asked me:
"You don't want me to betray my lust again, do you?"
I glanced at Mr. Hong.
"I would like to sell it, but do you think anyone will buy it?"
Mr. Hong sighed:
"Why!"
He put on a helpless look again.
"Having such a charming and beautiful appearance turns out to be a burden. Okay, I will reluctantly take action again!"
Mr. Hong said boldly.
Lao Hei and I were used to it, and neither of us spoke.
Xiaolu, on the other hand, glanced at Master Hong in the rearview mirror with a strange look.
"Xiaolu, do you know the boss there? Send us in..."
The deer shook his head.
"I don't know you, but they are hiring every day, so applying normally will be no problem. Besides, today is the weekend, and if you are lucky, you might be able to meet that Pan Xiaolian. I heard that Pan Xiaolian likes to find new people..."
"Okay, then what are you waiting for? Let's go to Yangde now!"
"Okay, I'll have someone send Pan Xiaolian's photo to my mailbox later. Then I'll find an Internet cafe and you guys can take a look..."
Rongcheng is only more than an hour's drive from Yangde.
It was evening when we arrived.
After simply eating a bowl of fat sausage noodles nearby and looking at Pan Xiaolian's photos, Xiaolu sent us to the door of the urban beauty.
Different from the clubs that normal men go to, this club has a small appearance and is not magnificent, but it has a different kind of sophistication.
Before I got there, I smelled a faint aroma.
"Go ahead, Lao Hei and I are waiting for you in the car!"
I said something to Mr. Hong.
Mr. Hong immediately shook his head and said:
"No, you two must accompany me!"
"Why?"
Master Hong said without even thinking:
"It would be a pity for an actor to have no audience. Today, I want you two to see my true skills, Mr. Hong!"
After working on it for a long time, he wanted us to be his audience.
Thinking about it, if Pan Xiaolian doesn't come, or if we don't meet her when she comes, we may have to stay here for a while longer.
Mr. Hong was in front, and Lao Hei and I were following behind.
As soon as he entered the door, a female manager stopped Mr. Hong and asked:
"Sir, this is a private club for women. We do not accept men..."
Mr. Hong looked at the female manager and said:
"Beauty, you misunderstood, we are here to apply for jobs!"
"Are you applying?"
The female manager looked at Mr. Hong with surprise on her face.
Indeed, regardless of his attire or temperament, Mr. Hong doesn't look like he just went to work in the sea.
Mr. Hong looked at the female manager and sighed:
"Hey, people are poor but have short ambitions, and horses are skinny and hairy. Who hasn't reached the end of their rope? Come here to make some money, and then go back and make a comeback. Don't you welcome me?"
The female manager looked at Mr. Hong with joy in her eyes.
"Welcome, of course!"
After all, having a young man as eloquent and handsome as Mr. Hong can bring a lot of business to the store.
After saying that, he looked at Lao Hei again and asked:
"Are you here to apply for a job too?"
Lao Hei looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He just nodded blankly.
The female manager looked up and down, nodded and said:
"You are tall and strong, and there are many people who like your style! What about you?"
As he said that, he looked at me again and asked.
"Applicant!"
The female manager made no secret of her disgust, glanced at me, and said:
"Forget it, our customers here are very picky. But the box waiter can do it, can you do it?"
Since I debuted, I have been ridiculed and insulted in countless ways.
But I don’t know why, but I think this time is the most serious.
"He is my friend, we are together. If he doesn't come, we will leave!"
Mr. Hong threatened the female manager.
When the female manager heard this, she quickly said:
"Why are you leaving? It's not like that. In case there are people who like his style, let's go and go in and get you started..."
As he said that, the female manager walked happily at the front in high heels.