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Chapter 133 Porn Stars Are Also Stars (Subscription Request)
The World's Weirdest Nightclub - The Bad Room

"The Hot Singer and His Unbelievable Business Moves"

This may be the only nightclub owner in the world who thinks money is too much

Tyrants believe they can deprive people of their right to free choice

After the "Bad Room" announced new no-entry guidelines and made a big fuss about double-strip testing for all guests, there was no shortage of these sarcastic headlines in local Florida newspapers.

After all, the problem is obvious. Although "entertainment leaves" are illegal in Florida, when walking on "Church Street" in Orlando, even if you don't enter the nightclub, you can smell a strong stench of leaves just standing at the door.

"Since the double testing regulations were announced, the daily customer flow has dropped by 50%, and the maximum number of people in the store at the same time has also dropped by one thousand." Sean said solemnly.

"Isn't that better? 1500 people is the stipulated capacity. Too many people would pose a safety hazard." Ryan nodded and didn't think it was a bad thing.

Having more people does make money, but what if a stampede happens...

There is now a security gate at the entrance, plus a manual metal detector. Because manual backpack inspection is too slow during peak hours, a new X-ray machine has been added, and the security inspection procedures are almost as fast as those at the airport.

In the free America, you have to be extra careful, otherwise you won't be able to do business for long. If your competitors make any small moves, Ryan won't be able to withstand it.

"But then again, since the double testing, there hasn't been a single fight in the store, and there have been fewer disputes. The number of young female customers has increased significantly. These female customers often come in groups spontaneously, without male companions. I guess they think it's safer here." Sean changed the subject.

Ryan snapped his fingers. The double detection could create a good environment that was different from other nightclubs. That was enough.

"Now that we have a group of regular customers, let's expand our publicity. This time we're going to put ads in all the surrounding cities and start a limited-time discount on tickets for one week."

If you want to maintain popularity for a long time, you must have new activities continuously to keep the guests fresh.

Sean nodded: "As long as the guest lineup is confirmed, the advertisement will be able to follow soon."

Ryan called Mary on the spot.

"Is everything confirmed? Great, that's it. Let them come as soon as possible. I'll arrange the round-trip airfare, accommodation and meals. Please send a copy of the list to my and Sean's email addresses later." Ryan hung up the phone.

"Treat them as you would any other DJ guest. Don't arrange a bad hotel." Ryan said. Save on the remuneration where possible, but spend on the treatment where necessary.

Porn stars are stars nonetheless, and Ryan treats them seriously as “guest performers.”

Wouldn't that be a bit of a waste? Sean didn't think it was necessary to be so nice to them, but since it was the boss's request, he naturally wouldn't refute it and left immediately.

A type of magazine has appeared in the United States since World War II. Periodicals such as Playboy, Penthouse, High Society, Leg Show, Cherry, and Swank are similar, with sexual jokes, sexual novels, and mainly illustrations. There are a large number of "photo models" around these magazines. They are nominally a type of graphic model. There are special talent scout companies responsible for discovering them, introducing them to publishers, taking photos, and then moving on to the next magazine. Few of them can put their clothes back on. Most of them are in a gray area and gradually become indistinguishable from the crowd as they age and lose their looks.

In the 1970s, when Playboy was at its peak, its status was higher than that of GQ magazine today. It had a full-fledged group of Playmates, and its monthly and annual selections were talked about with great relish. But with the rise of the Internet, the sales of the magazine dropped rapidly, and the situation of these girls became increasingly embarrassing. They were like workers in a sunset industry, and they might lose their jobs any day. Although they still have many ways to make money, such as switching to the video field, they are far less glorious than their predecessors.

Ryan was reading these magazines on the plane to Los Angeles, and then he had a sudden idea. Some of them are still somewhat famous on the Internet, and most importantly, they are sexy enough, open-minded, and their appearance fees are not high, so they are suitable for mass recruitment.

Ryan checked the list one by one and found that they were all regulars in the magazine. There were several annual playmates and countless monthly playmates. This was far beyond Ryan's expectations. After all, his appearance fee was not high. They were willing to come, which only proved that the decline of traditional media in this area was faster than expected.

It’s not so much that Ryan needs them, but rather that they need Ryan more!
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Los Angeles, airport.

When Tyron Richard entered the plane, he saw a group of old acquaintances sitting in the cabin.

"You are going to Florida too?" Tyrone was a little surprised, and then greeted a few people. The most eye-catching one among them was a woman with straight golden hair, who looked 60% like Paris Hilton. Her name was Sarah Jean Underwood and she was Playboy's Playmate of the Year last year. However, she did not greet Tyrone.

How generous! It must cost a lot of money to have so many people in business class? Tai Lun was secretly shocked. In fact, the airline company gave a discount for this kind of bulk tickets, which was not much more expensive than economy class.

After a long flight, the girls landed in Orlando. Along the way, their charming figures and sexy dresses attracted many repeat customers.

Outside the airport, a luxury bus was already waiting for the girls.

"This is what you need to do." The staff in the bad room distributed a "work manual" to the girls on the bus.

Tyron, sitting in the front row, flipped through the pages and found that there was nothing excessive, just some simple dancing, and the standing time was longer than the dancing time. Of course, sexy clothing is necessary.

"Our boss is afraid that you will be tired, so the work intensity is not high," said a staff member.

That star? Taillon recalled something and immediately felt that this young man had some conscience.

"And what you do after get off work is your own business," the staff member continued. A cheer rang out from behind. Tyron didn't react much.

Before heading to the nightclub, they went to the hotel to drop off their luggage. The event will last for a week.

"Are we living here?" Tyrone was a little incredulous when he got out of the car.

She had participated in similar activities before, where not only was the food and accommodation bad, but she was also harassed by men in the middle of the night.

"You read that right. The boss has always been generous to his subordinates." said the staff member at this time.

After a brief make-up in the room, Terran began to put on makeup, then changed into sexy and revealing clothes, and finally put on a coat on the outside and changed into 15-centimeter high heels. When everything was ready, she went downstairs to gather.

It was still the same bus. When it arrived at the destination, Terran was once again shocked by the scene before him.

This nightclub occupies the entire "castle"? She was really enlightened today.

What surprised her even more was the many luxury cars parked at the door and the huge crowds of people, as if it was some kind of large-scale exhibition.

"You can make a lot of money in one night, right? Is this all you give us?"

Taryn could faintly hear Sarah Underwood complaining.

"It's good to make money."

"Yes, the treatment is not bad, so just say less."

Others chimed in.

Tai Lun also thought that the boss here was a nice person.

"What is that?" Tyrone pointed at the people queuing on the other side.

"If the test result is positive, you will be blocked outside," the staff explained.

"Oh my God." Tyrone couldn't help but exclaimed. He never thought that there would be a nightclub that dared to try this. It is truly the only one in the world.

He must have been under a lot of pressure to make this decision.

Not long after entering through the back door, Tyrone was arranged to stand at the edge of the DJ booth, with security personnel not far away. This was obviously also the boss's arrangement.

Quite considerate.

After dancing for about an hour, Terra finally saw the boss's true face, and the lights shone on her, causing the whole audience to cheer.

"Shit! So cool!"

"I heard she was a model."

"If he asked me to keep him company at night, I would be glad to do so."

"Don't even think about it. He's Taylor's boyfriend, and he has no shortage of women around him."

In the rapidly flashing laser lights, Terra heard the sisters around her talking to each other. Many people, including her, forgot their work for a moment.

Although the furnishings here are not luxurious, the atmosphere is very good, and compared with other nightclubs, even the air here is much fresher.

Ryan's face was not very clear, but standing here, Terra felt that he was the king of this world of pleasure, and the song was also very nice.

He is talented, good at business, and a bit eccentric. Most importantly, he is so young, not even twenty years old. I am afraid that I will only meet a few people like him in my lifetime, let alone communicate with them.

Terra was somewhat obsessed with the figure in front of her. Just at this moment, the young man raised his head and his eyes seemed to meet hers. Terra was not sure, but the people around him exclaimed: "Ryan looked at me!"

Not long after Ryan left the DJ booth, the nightclub manager in a suit and tie took the initiative to find Tyra and whispered to her, "The boss wants to see you alone."

What? Terra couldn't believe her ears.

(End of this chapter)