Two hundred and one Mommy
"Yo, yes! I'll show you the real thing today! Practice, hehe! Eat, I'll get in touch, let's go over! Drink some wine, sing nursery rhymes, chat, and have fun!" As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and broadcast a call: "Hey, Sister Liu, I'm here! I can't even hear it! Hehe, yes! I'll go over in a while! Just get a middle bag, find me a few beautiful girls, and sing with me for a while! Well, it's near you, and it's not a few minutes to walk over." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Okay, I'll call you when it's time." Hung up!"
"Brother, do you still have Mommy's phone?" Qiu Biao was also interested, giving a thumbs up, and happily teasing his eldest brother.
"Nonsense!" Qiu Dalong put away his mobile phone, "Why don't you want your mobile phone for? Let's talk about it first, and arrange it when we get to the place. If it's too late, there's nothing to choose from!" Qiu Dalong squeezed his eyes mysteriously.
"You haven't been there yet?" Hu Dafa heard it, Qiu Biao probably hadn't been to this kind of occasion either.
"No, I've been there once, and that time our captain had to let me accompany him, accompany the company's leaders, and the head of a property, come once, and come down. Qiu Biao explained.
"Uh!" Hu Dafa realized that he was the first brother here. Qiu Biao is a few months younger than himself, and he has been here for training.
Men, who have never been in a song hall to sing and drink, are still not many in the big city, and this may be a life lesson that that generation must go through. All kinds of KTV are hidden on the edge of the community, commercial blocks, and some have extended to the suburbs, with a wide variety of services. Some of them focus on singing and consumption, mass sales, only simple services, no accompanying wine, which can only rely on brands and scale to make money, and some rely on three escorts.
Accompany wine, chat, rest, and of course, there will be a variety of special services. If you have singing and dancing, I'll go in uniform, and if you have a back door, I'll have to have a way. If the scale is okay, the annual profit of this kind of KTV is also very considerable, of course, this kind of profit is like carrion in society, which will naturally attract a lot of scavengers around, the underworld, the group that is not black and white, it is inevitable to mix in between.
When Hu Dafa was the earliest, he just called it "skin and meat business" in his imagination, which was a little disdainful, but there was nothing special to say, after all, everyone is a member of society, the same early and late return, when people are working hard, when they are still sticking to their posts, they may have gone to bed.
Everyone has pursuits, but not everyone can chase their ultimate goal. No matter what the reason, if you are lost, you will not be deprived of your ideals. Maybe other people's pursuits are much greater than their own, and even their education is much higher than yours. Some people see this as a means of making a living, and who makes yourself have a low education? But some people really regard this as a career or a job.
Where there is demand, there will be supply, and if there is demand, there will be service! Existence is reasonable, but it may not be legal. It all depends on how big the gap between law and reason is.
The Qiu brothers and Hu Dafa walked into the lobby of the bright hall, and were led by the waiter through the luxuriously decorated corridor, and finally sat in the dark private room. "You sit down for a while, Sister Liu has explained. She's a little busy right now, and she'll be right over!" the young man whispered politely.
I came early, and there was still little singing, and when there were many people, I spoke in such a low voice, even in a room, I couldn't hear it clearly. For this party, Qiu Dalong also took great pains, ate early, booked early, and entered early.
"Okay, then turn on the machine first, let's sing for a while!" said him, commanding Qiu Biao to debug the singing equipment first, and his eyes kept glancing out of the door.
Hu Dafa had nothing to do, watching around, three sofas, a long coffee table, a TV, a set of audio equipment with microphones, and bright and dim lighting. In addition to this, there are some amusement toys, poker, dice jars. The room is not big, but it is okay to sit seven or eight people.
When Hu Dafa was fiddling with the dice jar, ten beauties suddenly poured into the small private room of "Hulala", tall, short, fat and thin, long and short hair, heavy makeup, some serious and nervous, some docile and indifferent, some peeked at the guests, and some were indifferent. It seems that this place has suddenly become a vegetable market, and everyone has begun to choose each other. Of course, the initiative is still in the hands of the guests.
Shi Shiran, who was selected, may not be happy, who knows what the quality of these guests is? The unsuccessful ones may not be depressed, and they will go to another battlefield like a rush to continue to be selected, what if they encounter a big sum? Who can say this fate clearly!
The waiter gently dimmed the lights in the room, which can give the guests a certain illusion, and can also cover up the flaws in the dress of these goods, causing an illusion, and then you will consider yourself unlucky! This is a small test arranged by KTV, but the three people opposite, there is no problem with their eyes, they are all characters who do not learn and have no skills, and their heads hurt when they read books.
Qiu Dalong sat in the center of the golden knife, Qiu Biao on the left, Hu Dafa on the right, after glancing at the beauties in front of him, he waved his big hand, "Dafa, you come first!"
Just saying "choose one!" feels a little demeaning to others, it's really like buying groceries. So be flexible, "come first". As for what to come first, everyone knows it.
Just as Hu Dafa hesitated, lowered his head and raised his eyes, a gust of fragrant wind rushed straight into the door from outside the door, Wang Xifeng in the Dream of Red Mansions did not see his person, he heard his voice first; "Brother Dalong is here, my sister has something to do today, I'm late, I'm sorry!" A woman in her thirties broke in with many younger sisters and sat next to Qiu Dalong, the distance is quite accurate, not only so that you can't have too many thoughts, but also can express your longing and enthusiasm in your heart that you haven't seen for many days, and if there is an inspection raid, you can also say it clearly.
"Sister Liu, what are you busy with?" Qiu Dalong saw his old acquaintance and asked slowly. Such a steady style is like a billionaire.
"I'm sorry! I've got a little meeting! Let's smoke one, two brothers, you're welcome! Light it!" Sister Liu handed a cigarette in her hand, handed the fire to Qiu Dalong's mouth, and helped light it, but she didn't care about Qiu Biao and Hu Dafa, she turned her head to the waiter and ordered: "Let's have two drinks first! I'll give you the fruit plate at the end!" turned his head and continued to talk to Qiu Dalong, "You haven't come to help for a few days, where have you made your fortune, won't you really forget my sister!" As he spoke, Lian Xiao flirted and patted Qiu Dalong's hard shoulder.