After the innocent single-soldier king was picked up by the drama queen

Bar "Dark Night".

The stage is filled with dazzling lights and lively and noisy music.

As soon as Qin Chaomu came in, a waiter led him to the VIP seat. On the dark purple sofa, the managers and project leaders of the three scenic spots stood up to greet him. They finally found such an opportunity, and several of them had been gearing up for a long time.

On the stage, two young girls were dancing. They were dressed coolly and had dark makeup. Their eyes and eyebrows were all very cool and sexy.

There were many girls wearing half-masks selling alcohol outside the venue.

"Mr. Mu, the management of scenic spots is strict now, and most of the people are bringing their families, so the bar is just for a cappella singing and fun. How about we change places?" Mr. Wang looked at the man leaning on the sofa.

Although he is not familiar with this giant Buddha, the environment all year round has made him very observant. Obviously, the giant Buddha is not interested here.

Qin Chaomu's eyebrows did not move, he took a sip of wine quietly, and said in a neutral tone: "It's better to be cleaner."

"Yes, yes, yes," Mr. Wang immediately stood up and poured the wine, and then called the waiter to serve the fruit plate.

When the stimulating music beat disappeared, the pole dancer bent down for the curtain call, dripping with sweat, her plump breasts rising and falling, and her beautiful figure was displayed on the stage without any effort.

Before the host picked up the microphone to speak, the sound of quotations was heard one after another.

"It's 50,000 a cup, is there any increase in price?" the host shouted loudly on the stage.

Guo Guo, who was holding Gu Chu, suddenly perked up her ears.

"Sixty thousand," a lazy voice said, and the spotlight in the corner shone on a man.

"Seventy thousand." A fat man stood up.

The whole place roared, and it was obvious that the price of 70,000 yuan for the dancers on the stage to drink a glass of wine, whether it was worth it or not, was a climax.

Of course, there are also organizers who publish secret songs to achieve the purpose of marketing and generating revenue, but 70,000 is obviously more than the price of a glass of wine, but what will happen after the private contact is another story.

A land of sensuality and sex, you can have personality, but you can never be aloof. Of course, all staff under the club are protected from any coercion unless they do so voluntarily.

Qin Chaomu was not interested in this kind of marketing method. He looked lazily through the crowd. Every girl here was wearing a mask. He did not see any familiar figure.

Of course, it's possible that they weren't in this bar.

"Baby, it's been two hours. We only sold more than 20,000 yuan, and people sold 70,000 yuan in ten minutes on stage." Guoguo wore a half-mask of an owl,

Gu Chu felt that his head was dizzy, especially in such a situation where there was a strong smell of alcohol.

Qingqing also ran over. Looking at the dismal performance, she gritted her teeth and said, "Baby, your performance is the worst. You go up on stage and make a fuss. Guoguo will be responsible for raising the price, and I will be responsible for drinking with you. Let's do it neatly and neatly. Let's finish this job Set off tomorrow.”

Gu Chu couldn't believe his ears. Looking at the two people who had fallen into the dust, he said with contempt and contempt: "I really didn't see it. You actually gave up for a few buckets of rice."

Just as he was talking, noises came from somewhere in the venue, and by the time Gu Chu reacted, the club's security guard had already walked through the crowd.

Drinking and fighting on such occasions are not a big deal. After all, there is no backstage support for the facade.

"Mr. Mu, let me go take a look," Mr. Wang immediately called a few bodyguards and walked over.

It was easy to tell from the noise. In the crowd, the girl with a drink of 70,000 cups was forced to sit on him by the drunk fat man. The girl changed her clothes. What she wore was not particularly revealing, but it definitely was. Serve cool.

There were other drunk men in the purple booths.

"Why are you pretending to be reserved? I'll give you 7 yuan and you'll really come and have a drink?"

Everyone laughed. "Master Ding, I won't go out, so don't force others into trouble..."

"Is this what you call forcing others to do something difficult? I saw you were so wild when you were dancing, and you even winked at our brothers. Do you know what it means to be a bitch and set up a memorial arch, hahaha..."

"Mr. Ding, I'm just a contracted dancer in the club, don't do this."

The 70,000-year-old girl had tears in her eyes and her voice was neither high nor low. While enduring the attention of everyone, she also suffered from several men touching her.

After Guoguo listened for a while, she didn't know who said something particularly unpleasant and vulgar. Her temperament couldn't stand those obscene smiles and filthy words, and she immediately became angry.

She is also a dancer. Every look in a real dancer's eyes on the stage speaks a thousand words. She also watched it just now. Although pole dancing is hot, it is by no means vulgar.

She always had a calmer temper as she got hotter. She poured a glass of wine and walked over with a smile on her face. The young man she was staring at thought she was toasting for peace, so he stood up laughing.

"Ah, this little girl is here to plead for mercy..."

Without any hesitation, she poured a glass of wine over her.

The young man was stunned at first, then when he reacted, he reached out and pushed her angrily. Gu Chu, who was wearing a cat-face mask, pulled Guoguo behind him.

Shitou and the others who were hiding in the dark were about to show up when they saw something was wrong, when they heard a lazy voice, neither high nor low, a low and deep chuckle, "Bulling some little girls, let me watch you guys Cut that thing off so that you don’t lose the face of men all over the world.”

When Gu Chu heard this, he immediately said, "..."

The familiar voice was full of magnetic temptation. Gu Chu turned around and bit his lip. Only the bad scoundrel Qin Xiaoguai could say such words.

The light was very dim, and the man was wearing a clean shirt with a casual style. The two buttons on the top were unbuttoned, making him look very casual.

His dark trousers were pressed straight, and his black leather shoes were worn on his feet. The crowd naturally gave way to him.

Qin Chaomu rarely, almost never, appeared in front of everyone in such a high-profile manner. The only time was when Lilissa celebrated his birthday.

He hit someone on the head with a red wine glass and climbed down the stairs from the revolving handrail.

"Don't talk about a few dollars. Is this a man who can't even afford a glass of wine?" He stood there with one hand in his pocket, and then took a bottle of wine from the hand of the little girl next to him.

Open and stand upside down.

Gu Chu stared blankly at the empty place in his arms.

Looking up, red liquid gurgled to the ground under the flickering lights.

Her fifty...ten thousand.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The man named Mr. Ding and the others were also stunned. The battlefield without smoke fell completely silent when they saw such a face.

Perhaps anyone with a bit of power would not fail to recognize such a face. He suddenly rose up in the turbulent clouds like a ferocious beast, and then rejected Sivalilissa's pursuit at will.

"Mu...Mr. Mu."

Qin Chaomu curled his lips, and there was still a thin smile on his handsome face. He didn't even move his eyebrows. His voice was indifferent and low-pitched, "Pay the bill and get out, do you understand?"

Gu Chu looked up in confusion.