After a while, the friend replied to the text message, saying that it was impossible to identify the authenticity just by looking at the pictures, but the price was indeed only equivalent to seven percent of the domestic public price, and it was also the lowest discount that Southeast Asian sources could give. Hanging up the phone, Luo Li happily said to me that this is really profitable, even if it is sold to 20% off, you can earn more than 1,000 yuan, and you don't have to press the goods, she knows many more people who want to buy bags than people who want to buy Buddhist cards. I asked her to pay more attention in the future, and then sent a text message to Huang Chengcheng, asking him to take clear photos of all the supplies in the cabinet and send them to me with the price.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Mr. Feng drove me to stop at the door of a bar and asked for a seat inside. There was a male singer with long hair and black leather pants who was singing with a guitar, and the attendance was not too high, and Mr. Feng told me that it was not the time, and it would have to be 90 o'clock in the evening, when he would become a man. However, this bar is very famous, and sometimes Cui Jian will come to play a ticket, but it is not easy to meet.

I had never been to a bar in China before, that is, after I arrived in Thailand, I often visited under the leadership of Kaohsiung. Before that, the bar I had the impression of not being a good place, it was a mixed bag, and it was a gathering place for men and women who eat sex and even bad people. I went to a bar in Thailand and found that it was not so complicated, people from all over the world came to the bar to drink, chat or have sex with the opposite sex, there were not so many twists and turns, but I also saw people similar to the underworld, strong, tattooed, black clothes, I also saw drug addicts, but it is not rare, or the bar that Kaohsiung took me to is not dominated by this kind of people.

Now when I go to a bar in Beijing, I still feel a little apprehensive, I always feel that Chinese bars are more complicated than Thailand. Mr. Feng ordered a few dishes, such as fried shrimp, glutinous rice chicken, and fried steak, which were drunk with beer. I thought the bar was selling alcohol, at most a little snack, but I didn't expect there to be these dishes, it's good to be full.

"The bars here are very hot, isn't there a diplomatic apartment nearby, so many foreigners love to come," Mr. Feng poured me a drink, "Many celebrities frequent, maybe you will be able to see Faye Wong, Na Ying and Feng Xiaogang in the next seat one day, don't be surprised." Celebrities are also people, so they have to come out to drink and have fun, right?" I nodded again and again, and I really raised a lot of interest.

After a while, there was another female singer on the stage, also with long hair, wearing a small black hat, looking cute and beautiful, singing well, with a hot body and very sexy clothes. I couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and Mr. Feng laughed in a low voice: "There are not as many encounters in Sanlitun as in Lijiang, and foreigners here are more popular than Chinese, unless you have money." ”

I asked, "Why are foreigners so popular? What if it's the kind of guy who is not handsome and poor?" Mr. Feng laughed, saying that as long as he is a foreigner, don't look too disgusting, don't be too old, he is a normal man, there is that thing below instead of a eunuch, and he can soak a girl in Sanlitun, or rather, there is a girl to soak him. As long as the kidneys can bear it, it is not a problem to play ten or eight Chinese women a month, and there is no need to spend money or bear any responsibility.

I didn't understand and asked why. Mr. Feng replied: "Then you have to ask them, some Chinese women always want to go abroad, but they don't have the opportunity, so they plan to borrow foreign men to take the position." There is also that kind of woman, who always feels that Chinese men are unpromising and unattractive, and that foreign men are better than Chinese men. "I'm a little speechless, and at the same time, I don't believe it, are Chinese women so unbearable?

While eating and watching the performance, Mr. Feng answered a phone call over there and signaled to let me do whatever I wanted. I looked around boredly, looking for Faye Wong and Feng Xiaogang hidden in the corner, but there was none. The bar is divided into three or four areas with openwork screens, each with about seven or eight tables, most of whom are drinkers in twos and threes, talking and laughing, but there are also many singles. There were two tables closer to me, one was a young Chinese woman, who was okay looking, with a pointed chin, wearing a low-cut dress, with a cocktail in front of her, and a mobile phone, looking left and right from time to time, as if waiting for someone. At the other table, diagonally opposite, sat a foreign man, quite young and handsome, or the Chinese did not seem to be ugly in any foreign guy. The man had only a bottle of beer and a plate of bagels on his table, and he read a football magazine while eating.

I poured myself a beer, and saw that the young woman with a pointed chin kept her eyes on the foreign guy at the table diagonally across from me, and then she stood up and walked over with her phone and glass, but instead of walking towards the foreign guy, she walked straight out. I saw that the woman was a little thin, but the dress was well cut. Immediately began to pay attention, when the young woman passed by the foreign guy, she pretended to inadvertently see it sideways, immediately stopped, and said something in English.

The foreign guy responded with a smile, and the two chatted with each other, and seemed to be quite in love. The young woman took a half-step forward and pointed to the seat under the foreign guy with her slender jade. He hurriedly moved in, and the young woman sat beside him, and there was an empty seat opposite.

After Mr. Feng made the call, he asked me what I was looking at, and I quickly said that it was okay. After a few minutes, the foreign guy answered the phone and stood up as if to leave, and the young woman also stood up, and the two walked out of the bar together. After watching this scene, I couldn't figure out what this young woman was trying to do? If she doesn't have a boyfriend, she won't be like this, robbery, it doesn't seem like it. At this time, I believed what Mr. Feng said, it seems that some Chinese women may be good at this and like foreigners.

In a few hours at the bar, I saw at least seven or eight times that foreign men accosted single girls, but Chinese women accosted foreign men for a drink more than a dozen times. At this time, I think that Sanlitun Bar Street should be the most concentrated place of desire in Beijing.

Before leaving the bar, I took out two business cards, one for the boss and one for the waiter who greeted us. On the street, Mr. Feng asked me how I felt, and I shook my head and said that I didn't feel anything, that this kind of place was not suitable for me, or that I was not suitable for this kind of place. Mr. Feng smiled and said: "Also, as I said just now, here, foreign men are more sasked than Chinese men, Chinese men have to talk to girls about money, but foreign men don't need to, if they are handsome or muscular, then they just need to sit, there are often Chinese girls who invite them to drink, *, and they are willing to pay money." The bar I'm taking you to is pretty good, why don't we go to the dirty street? ”

I didn't understand what a dirty street was, but I knew from the name that it wasn't the environment of the bar that was dirty, but the relationship. Although I wasn't very interested, I agreed, and it was better to have a long insight, so as not to be less and more strange in the future.