After packing up the bamboo poles, not only did I not get the money I asked for, but I was given 500 yuan instead.
After walking around in Guancheng for a while in the afternoon, Mr. Hong went to Zhou Ji again to find Zhou Shuxian.
When the mute and I returned to the hotel, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
At this time, under the feasting and feasting of Guancheng, all kinds of famous men and women began to appear.
We had just arrived at the hotel entrance and hadn't even waited to enter.
When I saw the parking lot under the steps, I saw an old man riding a scooter, parking his car there.
This old man looked to be about sixty years old, wearing a white vest and gray shorts.
The slippers on my feet looked like they were about to be peeled off.
Such a sloppy appearance made Mute a little curious, so I explained to him casually:
"Don't underestimate this kind of person, he might just pull out the key to a building..."
"This, this, is so awesome?"
Dumb was a little surprised.
While we were talking, we entered the hotel.
Since it was okay to go back to the room, the mute and I smoked and sat in the lounge area of the lobby.
While I was sitting, the door to the lobby was pushed open heavily.
Turning around, I saw the old man just pushing open the door and entering.
Before the little girl who greeted us could say anything, the old man walked to the rest area with three steps and sat directly next to me on the sofa.
As soon as I sat down, I smelled the unpleasant smell of alcohol on his body.
The old man didn't care about me next to him and bent one leg on the sofa.
Rubbing the chapped feet with one hand, he looked back at me with some dissatisfaction and said:
"Move over, you're squeezing me..."
Obviously I was the one who sat here first, but this old guy actually disliked me for squeezing him.
Seeing how arrogant the old man was, the mute immediately stood up, as if he was ready to take action at any time.
I quickly stopped the mute and sat on the other side of the sofa.
I was just thinking about how such an old man could come to such a fun place.
I saw the hotel manager and a few mommies, and they rushed out.
Yanzi walked in the front. When he saw the old man, he immediately asked with a flattering smile:
"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much..."
The old man still lowered his head and rubbed the gaps between his toes. There was already a layer of black mud on the sofa.
"Of course I won't be here for a long time. You ask for so much money. How much garbage do I have to pick up just to come here? Don't be verbose. Call out all the pretty girls from last time..."
What the old man said made me dumbfounded.
He is really a talented person. In the words of Kanto, if you go to the bar to pick up garbage, you should save money and spend money.
While talking, I saw several mommies walking out with a group of little girls.
You know, no one has ever chosen a girl in the hall, and this old man is the first one.
Of course, in a place like Guancheng, as long as you have money, this is not a big deal.
This is a group of pretty, tall girls.
What surprised me most was that these girls were all wearing green uniforms and green hats.
Everyone also has a waist tag hanging on their waist.
The signs are marked with numbers, ranging from 200 to 800.
I began to think that this number was just their number plate.
But after looking at his appearance and figure, he realized that this was not the number plate, but the price marked on it.
When he saw these girls, the old man who was still rubbing his feet immediately became energetic and asked directly:
"Is this what I taught you last time?"
The girls looked at each other and laughed, but no one answered.
"stand at attention!"
The old man suddenly shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, these girls immediately tensed up and stood up straight.
The old man then stood up, stood in front of everyone, and said in a serious tone:
"Stretch your chest, raise your head, and look straight ahead!"
The majestic tone allowed these girls to quickly enter the role.
Everyone no longer smiled playfully, but followed the old man's instructions.
The old man spread his hands and made a commanding gesture.
When I was curious about what he was doing, the old man suddenly sang loudly:
"Unity is strength. Get ready and sing!"
Despite his age, this old man has a loud and powerful voice.
These girls had obviously practiced. Following the old man's order, they all started singing along.
What surprised me the most was that the old man’s conductor actually divided the small choir composed of seven or eight girls into three parts.
In the hall at this time, a slovenly old man was directing the girls in green uniforms to sing songs from the last century.
This kind of situation will never happen in Kanto.
But here, everyone seems to be used to it.
From the waiter to the manager, everyone just looked on with a smile and no one said anything.
After singing three songs in total, the old man was satisfied.
He pointed at one of the girls and said:
"It's all yours today!"
When the girl heard this, she immediately ran over happily.
I guess being with such an old man can still make him so happy.
The only possibility is that the old man must have tipped a lot.
The girl next to me was obviously unhappy. She pouted and pretended to be aggrieved and said:
"Uncle, didn't you name who can sing well? She is out of tune..."
The old man looked at the girl seriously and said:
"She's out of tune, but she has big breasts!"
The old man's words made the mute next to me chuckle.
He turned to look at me and asked:
"Xiao, Xiaoliu, Liuye. Men, do they all like breasts, big breasts?"
I was speechless. He should obviously ask Mr. Hong.