Senior sister, please stop crying. I am really not a scumbag.

Chapter 39: Purple River Bathing City
Liao Junlin's departure completely tore his relationship with Yang Hao and the others, but Yang Hao didn't care. As soon as he left, Wang Qiang immediately started to speak ill of Liao Junlin.

After paying the bill, Wang Zhipeng's roommate went home first. It was almost nine o'clock, and several people were walking and chatting.

Wang Qiang kept chattering but found himself unable to get a word in. Frustrated, he felt he was out of place but didn't force it. He took out his cell phone and prepared to play a few games of PC. Maybe it was the alcohol that made him bolder or something, but he bet fifty on each bet, and after three or five bets, his original capital of one hundred turned into seven or eight hundred.

Wang Qiang became more and more addicted to the game, and he urgently wanted to go back to the dormitory to lie down and play a few more games, so he said goodbye to Yang Hao and Li Xingxian.

After Wang Qiang left, Wang Zhipeng saw that it was almost dark. Because he had drunk a lot of wine, his brain was hot and he had other ideas. He suddenly smiled evilly and said, "Brother Xing, Haozi, it's almost nine o'clock now anyway, why don't we go take a shower, shall we?"

Yang Hao was full of black lines on his head, "Are you taking a bath properly?"

"There are serious ones and there are not serious ones. Why not go?" Wang Zhipeng couldn't stop this thought once it popped up. His heart was itching as if it was being cut by a soft knife.

How can that shabby bed in the dormitory be as warm as the young lady’s quilt?

Li Xing didn't like it, but Wang Zhipeng was probably very happy to meet Li Xing today, so he insisted on dragging Li Xing there, "Let's go, it's at 'Zijiang Bath City', not far away, if you don't want to do anything, you can just take a bath, get a massage, and have a good sleep."

Li Xing hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay. I'm tired from the military training these days, so a massage would be fine."

Li Xing and Wang Zhipeng are both going, so if Yang Hao doesn't go, it would be really unromantic.

So, the three of them planned to go to Zijiang Bathing City.

Zijiang Bath City is also in the Nanmen Bridge area, not far from the night market, only about one kilometer away. Wang Zhipeng said that he had never been there, but he heard that the girls there were young and beautiful, and he was itching to go there.

The three of them came to Zijiang Yudu. As soon as they entered the store, a waiter came over and asked them to register, fill in their ID numbers and mobile phone numbers, and then gave them a pair of slippers. After completing the registration, they were given hand cards. They came to the lockers, opened the lockers with hand cards, took off their clothes and pants, and only their calves were exposed.

In this kind of big bathhouse, there is a big pool with warm water, where you can lie down and soak for a while.

It is already ten o'clock. There are many customers in Zijiang Bathhouse, mostly young people. Two bath masters are busy as always, and there are three or five people soaking in the big pool.

While scrubbing his body, the master kept asking him to add some milk. Yang Hao was considered an old hand and stressed that he only wanted to add vinegar and nothing else. Seeing this, Li Xing, who was rich and powerful, waved his hand and asked the master to apply milk and vinegar to Yang Hao, and also some sulfur, and then go to the sauna room to steam him. He would treat him to the meal, so he could do whatever he wanted.

After scrubbing the bath, the three of them went up to the lobby on the second floor. Li Xing waved his hand and opened a large private room for four people (Zijiang Bathhouse only has three types of private rooms: a small single room, a double room, and a large room for four people).

The three of them lay comfortably on the massage chairs in their yukatas.

Wang Zhipeng said: "When the technician comes later, I have to tease him and ask him how much extra time he needs to spend to fix it. If it's too expensive, I won't do it."

Li Xing could treat him to a bath scrub for the whole night, and he would gladly accept it; but since he was doing this job, it was impossible for him to let Li Xing pay for it.

Li Xing and Yang Hao knew all about Wang Zhipeng's hobby, but they didn't say anything. Yang Hao smiled and teased, "Are you not afraid of being set up by a honey trap?"

Wang Zhipeng curled his lips, flicked the ash off his cigarette, took a deep puff, and said, "This is the property of the Yaozi Society. Who the hell dares to set me up?"

Kites Club?
It’s the Yaozi Society again.

Yang Hao frowned. He had heard these three words more than once.

In Xinzhou, at Nanmen Bridge, do these three words really have such a great influence?

From the "Veteran BBQ" on the night market street, to the "Adding Fuel to the Fire" on the pedestrian street, to the "Zijiang Bathing City" here, how are they all related to Yaozi Society?

Li Xing narrowed his eyes, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and said, "You mean, the boss here was also a member of the Kites Club?"

Wang Zhipeng nodded, "That's right. In the Nanmen Bridge area, most of the businesses that are doing well, no matter how big or small, are closely related to the Yaozi Society. It is difficult for outsiders to interfere in the business here."

Yang Hao probably understood.

He guessed that perhaps after the Yaozi Society collapsed overnight, its living environment was seriously challenged. Even if it was a legitimate business, it had to have some monopoly, otherwise the pot was so big and the table was so small, and only in this way could everyone have enough to eat.

When talking about Yaozi Club, Wang Zhipeng started to talk. He held a cigarette in his mouth and puffed out smoke, saying, "In our school, there is a group of sophomores who work as agents in school. They have a cooperation with an agency outside, recruiting people from school to work in factories during summer and winter vacations. That agency is Yaozi Club. Oh, yes, including those sophomores and juniors in the School of Communication and Finance, they are actually agents."

Yang Hao was surprised. It turned out that Zhou Ming from the University of Finance and Economics was the junior from the School of Physical Education. The largest labor dispatch company of the University of Finance and Economics was cooperating with the agency company run by Yaozishe?

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The Yaozi Society almost monopolizes most of the business in the Nanmen Bridge area, whether formal or informal, and it is almost difficult for outsiders to get involved.

"What if I want to start a business here..." Yang Hao asked.

Wang Zhipeng glanced at Yang Hao and sneered, "Haozi, you are only a freshman, why are you starting a business? The most important thing is to enjoy your college life. When you graduate, go back to Yuheng and take the civil service exam. Wouldn't it be nice to have a stable job?"

Yang Hao's heart sank. In other words, it was almost impossible to start a business in Nanmen Bridge.

Li Xing said unhappily, "What era is this now? We live in a society ruled by law. We want to start a business. Can they still use force?"

Wang Zhipeng put out his cigarette, lay comfortably on the bed, pretending to sleep, and said, "That's not the case, but it's hard for you to do business here."

After chatting for a while, three technicians came in.

Zijiang Yudu has many services, but Li Xing and Yang Hao didn’t like any of them, so they ordered the 40-minute “Slender Jade Fingers”.

The so-called "slender jade fingers" refer to massage.

During the massage, the two young ladies kept teasing Li Xing and Yang Hao, hinting at whether they should get a small private room, but they were ruthlessly rejected.

However, Wang Zhipeng exchanged glances with the young lady and quickly reached an agreement, then they went to other single boxes arm in arm.

In this regard, Li Xing and Yang Hao could only shake their heads helplessly.

After the massage, the two young ladies left.

Li Xing took out a cigarette and threw it to Yang Hao. He walked to the window, looked at the bustling streets of Xinzhou at night, and said solemnly: "Hearing what Xiaoniao said, I'm afraid it will be difficult to implement your entrepreneurial plan in the University of Finance and Economics. Even if you can do it in the University of Finance and Economics, I'm afraid it will be difficult to carry it out in the Vocational College and the School of Media."

Yang Hao sighed, "Yeah, I was too naive."

"It's not your problem, it's just the reality."

Doing business is a science. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. River and lakes are not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships. If you don’t have some connections, you really can’t move an inch at Nanmen Bridge. Just like Li Xing’s father, who does business in Shangjing, his business is very big. He often goes out for social events and drinks with many leaders. If he didn’t have some connections, his father’s business would not be so prosperous.

To put it bluntly, if the fire department comes every few days to inspect something, it can bring down a company.

The current Nanmen Bridge is like an iron wall, impregnable and completely monopolized by the Yaozi Society, making it difficult for outsiders to interfere.

The cake is so small, and they have already designed the distribution of benefits, leaving only small profits for outsiders. In short, at Nanmen Bridge, the Yaozi Society eats meat, the small shops drink soup, and as for outsiders, they can only watch.

At this moment, Li Xing suddenly saw two police cars driving downstairs.

Then, a dozen policemen sneaked in through the back door.

"Oh no, there are police."

Yang Hao was also surprised, "Are they here to crack down on pornography?"

"Who knows? Let's go find the bird. Don't let the police catch us!"

(End of this chapter)