The entry procedure was very simple, except that the female manager asked us to change into the standard business attire here.
The business here is not as good as expected.
Until ten o'clock, only four or five private rooms were opened.
However, I heard from other young masters that although there are few private rooms, the consumption is not low.
In some private rooms, one night's consumption can easily exceed 100,000 yuan.
I was dumbfounded for a while. No wonder they were willing to do this kind of business. The money came in so quickly.
The three of us were sitting in the lounge, playing games out of boredom.
Seeing that it was already past eleven o'clock, I thought that tonight would be completely out of the question.
But suddenly, I heard the manager's intercom at the door buzzing.
"All the new young masters who will arrive within a week, prepare to go to the VIP 8-pack test bench soon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, five or six young masters stood up.
I was still watching the excitement stupidly, but Mr. Hong immediately pulled me.
"Let's go, it's our turn!"
As he spoke, Mr. Hong whispered in my ear again:
"I made a promise first, if any old lady falls in love with me later, I will run away. Don't say that I messed up the original plan..."
I didn't object, I was just trying to get lucky this time.
Everything is easy to say when you meet them, but you can't really accompany those old ladies if you don't meet them, right?
Following the foreman, a group of us went to the VIP box.
When we walked to the door, the foreman specifically told us:
"Listen up, you are new here. Some of you have not been on stage before and have no experience. Just remember one thing, the guest is God. You can do whatever she wants with her. Make them happy.
, let them spend as much as possible. One more thing, I must remind you, if anyone is emotionally attached to a guest and is unwilling to let the guest spend money, don't say he is rude to you. Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
Everyone replied in unison: This is my first time experiencing such a formal duck farm.
This feeling is very strange, as if the person is no longer a person, but a selected, emotionless object.
While we were talking, the door of the box opened. A group of us filed in and stood in a row.
There were only two women sitting in the box, aged between thirty and forty. Their looks were decent.
It's just that none of these two people is Pan Xiaolian, which makes me a little disappointed.
"Say hello to the beauty!"
The foreman directed at us and ordered.
We people immediately bowed and said respectfully:
"Hello beauty!"
"Introduce yourself!"
The so-called self-introduction is to introduce your height, weight, and where you are from.
After a round of introductions, the two women began to order people.
Mr. Hong was afraid that the two would point at him, so he lowered his head and did not dare to look at the two of them.
After the two of us finished ordering, the waiter was just about to take us away.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of the door opening next to me.
Then, a woman's enchanting voice came in from outside.
"How hungry are you two? You two didn't even wait for me for half an hour. I'm just short of the last round of cards..."
While talking, the woman walked to the sofa opposite.
He threw his handbag to the side and sat down heavily on the sofa.
She folded her arms in front of her chest, looking like a demon.
But the moment I saw her, I couldn't help but feel happy. This woman turned out to be Pan Xiaolian.
Unexpectedly, she came here in the middle of the night.
Pan Xiaolian's appearance is not bad, but she gives people a very bad impression.
Not to mention the evil spirit, the way he looks at people is filled with a sense of superiority.
Looking at the young masters in our row, Pan Xiaolian said arrogantly:
"I'm in a bad mood today. Each of you can comfort me. Whoever makes me happy will be the one I choose tonight..."
Mr. Hong looked at me quietly and showed a proud smile.
What Pan Xiaolian said was exactly Mr. Hong’s strengths.
As soon as Pan Xiaolian finished speaking, the first young master began to say:
"I wish my sister will become younger and more beautiful..."
"Who the hell is your sister, get out!"
Pan Xiaolian rolled her eyes and cursed.
The next few people said nothing more than ordinary blessings, or words that they would spend time with her and be happy.
When it was Mr. Hong's turn, he saw Mr. Hong taking a step forward.
She looked at Pan Xiaolian and said nothing.
Mr. Hong's actions actually aroused Pan Xiaolian's curiosity.
"You're new here, you look pretty good. But why don't you say anything?"
Mr. Hong smiled lightly and said:
"Actually, I don't want to drink with you..."
"What did you say?"
Pan Xiaoting said nothing, and the foreman immediately became anxious.
Pan Xiaoting didn't seem to take it seriously and asked Mr. Hong:
"Why?"
"Because I'm afraid that if you don't have sex after drinking, you'll waste both wine and feelings!"
Master Hong's words made all the young masters present look disgusted.
It must be disgusting for a man to hear a man talk about love.
But women are not like that. Pan Xiaoting giggled and said:
“Interesting!”
While talking, Pan Xiaoting looked at Lao Hei again.
"It's your turn!"
Lao Hei looked embarrassed and muttered:
"I don't know what you want to hear, I won't say it!"
"What a fucking lump of wood!"
Pan Xiaoting cursed.
Then he looked back at Master Hong and said:
"I am a pragmatic person. I will choose the dark and strong one. I am afraid that you are an embroidered pillow that is not useful. I will look for you again when I have the opportunity..."
With that said, Pan Xiaoting waved to Lao Hei.
This sudden change left Mr. Hong and I stunned.
As expected, the words were answered, and each flower caught his own eye.