The man paid the woman's mother's medical bills on the condition that she would only follow him for the next ten years, and that the woman would only be his caged bird.

Horror, consternation, helplessness This will have permeated the woman's heart.

I'll it.

This telepathic skill given by the system is really awesome.

Of course, all of this is also a touch for Zhang Liang.

All right.

What, don't you have a very awesome system?

Zhang Liang looked at it, and now he has to spend money to complete the task a little bit.

Gotcha, who calls himself a local tyrant?

"System, I'm going to spend money to pull!" Zhang Liang said with a cold snort.

"Who's that!" Zhang Liang, who had just ordered ten songs in one breath, pointed to the waiter in the distance and shouted.

This meeting had just whispered, and the waiter had already rushed to Zhang Liang.

"Brother, what else do you have to order?" the waiter's eyes narrowed into a straight line when he said this.

Such a powerful rich man, she must serve well.

"It's really a problem for you to charge for songs here!"

"Uh... This!" the waiter looked at Zhang Liang.

Could it be that Zhang Liang found out?

Well, the waiter's body is shaking a little.

Just Zhang Liang ordered ten songs in one go, ten songs are 20,000 yuan, according to their KTV rules, if the guest orders ten songs at a time, he will give a free song to the guest, but once it is given, the waiter's contribution will be reduced by 10%.

After all, it's the wool that comes out of the sheep.

The palms and backs of these hands are full of meat, and 10% of the achievements are 2,000 yuan, 2,000 yuan is nothing for these local tyrants, but it is simply astronomical for them who work.

After all, no one meets local tyrants every day.

"Brother... This one... Poof!" The waiter directly knelt down for Zhang Liang.

It's just against the sky.

Zhang Liang and Wang Tao's mouths widened.

"Girl, are you still kneeling here?" Wang Tao asked.

"Brother, if you... If there is anything dissatisfied, we will solve it privately, it is not easy for me to find a job!" the waiter's voice trembled a little when he spoke.

A pair of eyes looked at Zhang Liang, full of pleading.

This will make her regret it very much, if she didn't be greedy for that little cheap just now, how good it would be.

Isn't it a 10% commission?

If this is a good service for such a local tyrant, money or nothing is a matter.

"Pat pat pat pat !" she wanted to give herself a few slaps at the thought of this.

"Girl, why do I think it's too cheap for you to order songs here!" Zhang Liang said with a cigarette in his mouth.

"What, brother, what are you talking about?" After Zhang Liang said this, the waiter who was kneeling on the ground suddenly looked at Zhang Liang with a sense of realization.

She suddenly felt that Zhang Liang's face was so handsome, and Zhang Liang's posture was so majestic.

He didn't actually say the question of giving away some songs.

This is simply a local tyrant.

A song of 20,000 yuan is generally expensive for most people, but Zhang Liang actually thinks it is cheap.

"Brother, what do you mean?" said the waitress with a smile, a satisfied smile already on her face. This expression is simply a 360-degree turn.

"In the future, I'll order songs, starting with 100,000 songs, you know? Hurry up, tell that girl I'm ordering ten songs!" Zhang Liang finished.

The waiter's mood was simply at its peak.

Local tyrants, awesome.

One hundred thousand songs, and I ordered ten songs in one go.

Deler, such a reasonable request will be met by anyone in the KTV.

The waiter immediately got up and ran towards the front desk of the KTV.

More than ten seconds later, the waiter and resident singer Zhang Xinyi muttered a few words, Zhang Xinyi was stunned at first, and then showed a satisfied smile.

Local tyrants.

It's just going against the sky.

You must know that in Huaxia, even if a third- or fourth-tier female singer participates in a platter concert, a song is only tens of thousands of yuan.

He is still an unknown bar-resident singer, and there are local tyrants who offer 100,000 yuan.

Tuhao, a kind local tyrant.

"Thank you Mr. VVIP for ordering the song, the following song "A Chinese Ghost Story" is given to the two gentlemen of the VVIP booth!"

After Zhang Xinyi finished speaking, he sang a song "A Chinese Ghost Story" on the stage.

This... Ghost stories?

Ghost songs?

Halloween?

The middle-aged man in the audience couldn't be happier.

Is this girl here to smash the field?

The middle-aged man in the VIP booth threw angry glances at Zhang Liang and Wang Tao with a wine glass.

The two hairy boys are simply here to spoil the fun.

Originally.

I just got a new girlfriend today, and I'm happy, it's very simple for him to come to the Golden Crown KTV cemetery, just to show off in front of a group of rich people, which of those local tyrants didn't bring their little girlfriends to play here?

The world of rich people is so unpretentious.

But.

Today was just a disappointment.

Nima's.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but curse his mother in his heart, and then beckoned to the waiter.

"Tell that girl to bring me a cheerful song, I'll order ten!" said the middle-aged man, taking out twenty stacks of banknotes from the satchel next to him, and said with a smile.

Who wouldn't order a song?

Fighting for money with my brother is just funny.

"Hurry up, brother, my mine is not money?" Seeing that the waiter next to him was indifferent, the middle-aged man said angrily.

"Brother... This!"

"What? Mine is not money? Believe it or not, I let your boss fire you, the customer is God, don't you know? NND, just now you knelt to serve that kid, hurry up and give my brother and me a kneeling service!" After speaking, the man took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his bag and slammed them on the waiter's face.

Looking at the man, with a smug smile on his face.

Money?

It's just a bunch of numbers for me, and when I came out to play today, I brought enough money.

In saying that, who in Daliang doesn't know how powerful their Zhao family is.

"It's not... Brother, just now that gentleman has already raised our song ordering service to 100,000 songs, and the other party has ordered ten songs at a time, you can only order one song for this money!" said the waiter with a straight face.

"Poof" Hearing the waiter say this, the wine in the middle-aged man's mouth almost didn't squirt out.

One hundred thousand songs?

Nima's is simply a little tease.

Which celebrity's concert is this?

Joke.

The little literary young man on the stage is also worth 100,000 yuan?

"Okay, I'm richer than me, isn't it 2 million? Swipe the card, I'm ordering 10 cheerful songs right away, remember to be cheerful, brother, I'm happy to have a new girlfriend today!"

After the man finished speaking, he took out an ICBC gold card from his bag and handed it to the waitress girl.

The waitress girl was very happy in her heart.

Just now, Zhang Liang ordered a song so proudly, and he raised 200,000 yuan, and the middle-aged man was immediately ready to order another 10 songs.

I'm good.

Two local tyrants went to war, and they came to profit as a fisherman.

It's just beautiful.