Jinzun is the best nightclub in the entire Strait City.
The atmosphere in the bar area was very lively, and even though it was only after ten o'clock in the evening, there were almost no empty seats.
The atmosphere group swayed to the music on the stage.
Little bees walk between the booths.
Yao Shanchuan took a group of friends out for shopping tonight and bought forty bottles of Ace of Spades, becoming the consumer champion to date.
Yesterday's consumption champion was also won by Yao Shanchuan. Yesterday he spent more than one million, all of which was used to buy wine.
He hadn't finished the wine yesterday, so he bought a lot more today. For him, wine is not for drinking, but for other things, such as washing hands.
"Come on, come on, wash your hands!" Yao Shanchuan handed several bottles of ace of spades to the girls in the booth, and then stretched out his hand.
The girls cheered and poured the ace of spades worth eight thousand yuan a bottle into Yao Shanchuan's hand.
There were screams everywhere, and many people were recording with their mobile phones.
At this moment, Yao Shanchuan forgot his grandfather's previous scolding and his father's teachings. At this moment, he was the most handsome boy in the room, and no one could compare with him.
"Mr. Yao, we've finished drinking the ace of spades!" A salesperson came up and said.
"Have you finished drinking?" Yao Shanchuan was stunned for a moment. Forty bottles of Ace of Spades were finished in more than an hour. This is absolutely impossible. There must be some marketing that secretly hid the wine, but Yao Shanchuan didn't care. On the table
He couldn't go to a nightclub without a row of wine. This was his principle when going to a nightclub, so Yao Shanchuan waved his hand and said, "Sixty more bottles, let's make a hundred."
"Okay!" Marketing nodded happily, turned and left.
When the surrounding marketing people saw this scene, they felt envious in their hearts. Yao Shanchuan spent nearly one million again tonight, and the marketing commission was over 200,000!
Rows of aces of spades were placed on the table, and those who couldn't place them were taken away first. As for whether they would be taken out later, it all depended on whether Yao Shanchuan could remember them.
Yao Shanchuan likes this feeling very much. Money, isn't it just for building things? Their Yao family is such a big company, as the eldest son and grandson, and the future head of the Yao family, why should he spend such a small amount of money?
Yao Shanchuan's body swayed to the rhythm of the music. People around him, both male and female, were very friendly to him, especially women. Several women even quarreled just to sit next to him.
Many people around looked at this with envy. Some people even sneaked to the booth to take a selfie, with some words such as "Going out to have fun with friends at night." "So many aces of spades to wash hands with."
Let's do it." If you put it on WeChat Moments and Douyin with the pretense of "That's all you spend a million a night," it will definitely attract a lot of attention.
Yao Shanchuan single-handedly inspired the atmosphere of the entire bar.
At the same time, on the other side, inside the box.
Lin Zhiming and Huang Tingjun also killed three bottles of Royal Salute.
Encore is really a hero in the wine bar. One glass of foreign wine after another, just like drinking Coke.
Of course, this is mainly because these foreign wines are fake.
There is almost no need to think about drinking real wine in a nightclub.
Lin Wei fought alone and was already confused from drinking.
Huang Tingjun could drink it, but the girl next to him couldn't. After finishing the second bottle, he had already vomited several times.
Seeing that the girl was drunk like this, Huang Tingjun happily drank several more drinks with the girl, almost knocking her down on the spot.
Lin Zhiming was a good drinker, but after drinking more than a kilogram of pure foreign wine, he felt a little dizzy. Seeing that the time was almost up, Lin Zhiming suggested going for a late-night snack.
Lin Zhiming's late-night snack is actually a real late-night snack, not a suggestive late-night snack. After all, after drinking so much foreign wine, eating a late-night snack is the worst. It's best if you can vomit it up, but you can't.
It won't be so uncomfortable the next day.
What Lin Zhiming didn't expect was that he didn't say to bring Enke, but Enke himself said, "Wait for me for a while, I'll go change clothes."
This made Lin Zhiming a little embarrassed. He just told An Ke that he was going to have a late night snack just to tease Huang Tingjun, but he didn't expect that she took it seriously and was willing to go out with her.
On the other hand, Huang Tingjun, his girl who looked drunk, when Huang Tingjun proposed to have late night snacks, she refused Huang Tingjun's invitation on the grounds that she wanted to lose weight and not eat late night snacks.
Huang Tingjun didn't feel sorry at all, he said goodbye to the girl with a smile, and then watched the girl leave.
"Aren't you going out with me?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Do you really deserve to mention it again?" Huang Tingjun rolled his eyes at Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "Didn't you always tell me that you are so charming that girls from nightclubs can just take you away?"
"As long as you spend money, you can definitely take it with you. I have to get up early tomorrow. What time is it already? I won't be able to tinker with it for long when I go back at night. I don't think I will spend any money." Huang Tingjun shook his head.
"What are you going to do with that little money? I'll make arrangements tonight." Lin Zhiming said.
"Come on, if you invite me to eat and drink but not to prostitute, the person who is invited will be unlucky. I have been out playing for so long and I have already seen through it. I am ugly and fat. Girls who get close to me are all hypocritical.
It was work. At first, I really thought they were all interested in me, but later I found out that they were just interested in money. From then on, I rarely took girls out of nightclubs, unless there was really a need that night."
Huang Tingjun said.
"Why do I feel like you have seen through the world of mortals?" Lin Zhiming said.
"When you play more, you will understand that people like me are not worthy of one-night love." Huang Tingjun shrugged.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "You know that these things are all false and false, which proves that you will not fall into it. I was worried that you would be blinded by these unrealistic things.
Now I am finally relieved."
Huang Tingjun smiled, patted Lin Zhiming's shoulder and said, "I think you seem to be doing okay in Strait City, and I'm relieved."
Not long after, Enke changed her clothes.
Before, Anke wore a low-cut dress. Although it looked good, it smelled too dusty. Now that she has changed into ordinary women's clothes, it actually looks different.
She wore a strapless bra on her upper body, and the lower part of the bra just reached her belly button, exposing her entire waist.
Although I drink alcohol every day, I don’t have any fat on my waist, and the flesh on my waist is very white.
Below is a pair of denim hot pants. The hot pants wrap around the buttocks and have very attractive curves.
The most fascinating thing is Anke's two long legs. Northeasterners are all relatively tall. Anke's height is at least about 1.75 meters. Those two long legs are exactly what a model can have, and they are very slender and straight.
According to Huang Tingjun, it is the legs that have little caste life.
"Let's go!" An Ke smiled and took Lin Zhiming's arm.
"Let's go." Lin Zhiming walked out of the private room with Anke and Huang Tingjun.
Lin Wei had already left the private room early to pay the bill.
Huang Tingjun had not taken two steps when his cell phone suddenly rang.
Huang Tingjun took out his cell phone and took a look, and found a refund of 50,000 yuan.
Huang Tingjun was stunned for a moment. He had paid the money in advance. How could he get it back?
At this moment, the sound of Lin Wei and others arguing was heard not far away.
"Alai, you are so unreasonable. We don't have any of these things in our box. How can you still include the money? If you don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about this soft China. Go and see for yourself. When did we have it in our box?
Have you softened China? Are you so greedy that you are so greedy that you are so greedy for me?"
Lin Zhiming was already walking towards the elevator. When he heard the sound, he walked a few steps forward and came to the corner, where he saw Lin Wei and Alai.
"Well, Mr. Lin, you are not short of money, so why are you arguing with us about this thing?" Alai said with an ugly face.
"Why the hell am I not short of money? Besides, this is my brother's money. No one else's money comes from the strong wind. What the hell do you think we will give you more than a thousand dollars more?"
Do you have money like this? Also, how dare you take that money from me for sitting on the stage called Xiaohui? Don’t you have any ideas for a few minutes?" Lin Wei asked.
"After all, I am sitting on your stage, Mr. Lin, this is our rule here, don't make things difficult for me," Alai said.
"Rules? You have to tip when you go on stage? Go and find it for me in Quanlongguo. Where can you find such rules?" Lin Wei shouted excitedly.
"It's only a tip of two thousand yuan. You have tipped more than 40,000 yuan tonight. Why don't you give me such a small amount of money? It's not easy for this girl! Mr. Lin!" Alai said.
"Girl, it's not easy for us to make money, isn't it? Hurry up and give me the money. I'll give you as much as you want. Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Wei said with a dark face.
"You can tell the girl about this yourself. I'll ask the girl to come over, and you can give me some ideas!" Ah Lai said, picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Send Xiaohui over, the guests in box 888 are leaving."
After saying this, Alai said to Lin Wei, "Mr. Lin, we are here to have fun, so don't worry about it so much. Being happy is the most important thing, isn't it?"
"If you do this, we won't be happy!" Lin Wei said.
"Lin Wei, are you still okay?" Lin Zhiming asked with a frown at the corner.
"Brother, you go out first and leave it to me!" Lin Wei said.
"Okay." Lin Zhiming nodded. He brought Huang Tingjun here to play, not to cause trouble. It would be better to leave anything to Lin Weiyuan than to do it himself.
After saying that, Lin Zhiming led Huang Tingjun towards the door.
Huang Tingjun also heard the argument between Lin Wei and others, but he didn't say much. He was here to have fun, not to cause trouble for Lin Zhiming. If there was someone to handle it at this time, just let others handle it.
True friends will never cause trouble for each other. Those who will fight with others if they disagree will often end up harming their friends.
"It's true that you can't pay for being on stage." An Ke said to Lin Zhiming in a low voice.
Lin Zhiming nodded, and was about to find an excuse to send Encore away.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side.