Chapter 289, don't talk to me about money, hurt feelings!

Chapter 289, don't talk to me about money, hurt feelings!

Paramount Club on Silk Street.

When Xiong Er and Fat Pig saw Xiaofeng, they were both taken aback.

"Xiaofeng, how did you get out of there? Isn't that backstage? Xiong Er felt incredible.

"yes, what's wrong?" Xiao Feng said disapprerovingly, "Do I have to come in through the gate?" ”

"Oh, that's too." Xiong Er didn't say anything, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

Just now, Xiaofeng came with the performance car of the "Sasha Shemale Art Troupe". He asked Lily to bring her along.

In the car, Xiaofeng and Lily chatted.

It turned out that Lily's real name was Niu Dali, and she was originally a self-employed trader selling women's clothes, but this clothing business was not good a few years ago. Later, he came to this "Sasha Shemale Art Troupe" and became an anti-string actor.

The head of the "Sasha Shemale Art Troupe" at that time was called Sasha, Sasha took Lily in, and Lily's performance was also good, relying on her fake singing voice and a somewhat beautiful face, Lily soon became the backbone of the art troupe.

Later, the head of Sasha transferred the art troupe to Lily, and he took the money to enjoy the blessings. As for where it went, no one knew what it was; What Sasha's real name is, Lily doesn't know.

In the past few years, Lily has run this art troupe and has done well. Later, he also married a wife, gave birth to children, and bought a house and a car, which can be regarded as a small boss.

However, he never told his wife what he was doing, only that he was doing some cultural media work. However, her wife is quite simple-minded, as long as her husband has money to take home to support their mother and son, she doesn't care about anything.

And Lily's original friends only thought he was a jobless vagrant, and they only saw Niu Dali in men's clothes during the day. But at night, no one could not see his shadow.

In our line of work, we basically work at night, there is no idle time, all year round. Lily sighed.

Lily also said that in a few more years, she will also learn from Sasha, stop doing this business, and concentrate on accompanying her wife and children.

Listening and listening, Xiaofeng has different feelings about Lily.

Don't look at this Lily dressed up, she looks like a middle-aged woman, but he is indeed a gentleman. In order to support his family and his artistic ideals, he is very diligent and serious, of course, he is also a little helpless and entangled.

The art troupe entered the actor's backstage directly from the back door, and Xiaofeng came directly to the bar from the backstage, so Xiong Er and Fat Pig were so surprised to see him come out of there.

"Xiong Er, are you generous enough today?" Xiaofeng sneered, "Is it that with my money, your hands are hot, and you have to spend it?" ”

"Xiaofeng, what do you think you say? We are brothers, what do brothers talk about whether they have money or not? Xiong Er smiled hypocritically, "Today I just invite the two brothers to be happy together, don't talk to me about money." Whoever talks about money is vulgar. ”

"Really?" Xiao Feng sneered and looked down at the things on the table where the three of them were sitting.

Three cans of beer, a fruit platter, a stack of peanuts, and then, nothing.

"That's all there is to it?" Xiaofeng shook his head, "That's too little, isn't it?" ”

"Brother, be content." Xiong Er said, "People don't charge tickets here, but they limit the guaranteed consumption to 80 yuan, you see, these things are given." ”

"What? You only pay a guaranteed consumption of 80? Xiaofeng was annoyed now, "Eh, Xiong Er, I paid you back a thousand yuan." You're good, you'll give eighty for three people? You're too picky, you're more picky, than that mountain uncle! ”

"Brother, I'm not bad for money, but I can't compare with Uncle Zhao." Xiong Er said, "We are not here to eat or drink. If you want to eat and drink, I might as well invite you to the food stalls, the things there are better and cheaper than here, fat pig, don't you say? ”

The fat pig only cared about chewing peanuts, and then he raised his head and replied, "Yes, yes." It's better to go for supper, there is pork belly, pig heart, pig intestines, and it's delicious. ”

Xiaofeng looked at the fat pig and became angry.

Fat pig, Nima's, you just want to eat it, eat it to death.

"Xiaofeng, our own brothers, coming here is a gathering word." Xiong Er crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Don't talk to me about anything that is not money, it hurts your feelings." Oh, by the way, you don't know what to do, do you? Wait a minute, there's a great show, it's good-looking, and it doesn't cost money. You say, we're here for a great deal, isn't it worth it? ”

"What kind of show?" Fat Pig asked.

"This, you'll know it later." Xiong Er said.

Xiao Feng already knew what kind of performance Lu Dao was, but he didn't make a sound.

At this time, a beautiful woman in a short skirt came out from the center of the stage and sang a song.

"Xiong Er, this is the performance you are talking about? It's really ugly, it's not as good as my fat pig singing. Fat Pig muttered.

"You know what to say, this is just a hot show, and the show is behind."

There were a few more hot performances, what acrobatics, what musical instruments, all of them were programs with no characteristics.

The three of them just passed the time.

At this time, the lights of the stage suddenly dimmed, and then, another spotlight came on, and a man in a suit and bow tie ran into the spotlight.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, GOOD EVENING! Welcome to our Paramount Club! ”

When Xiaofeng heard it, this voice was quite familiar.

He took a look, ah, isn't this the host he saw in the "Huamanlou" sauna that day to host Liu Meiniang's bidding activity?

That's right, it's him. Why, he's unemployed? Going to self-employment again?

The presenter finally introduced himself.

"Hello everyone, I'm Wang Hao, the host of Paramount Club, just call me Haozi."

"Mouse?" "I think he looks like a cat." ”

The Haozi on the field was still saying loudly: "Tonight, the monthly competition of the pseudo-Niang PK that everyone is looking forward to has finally begun!" ”

There was thunder of joy below, and some people booed.

"Pseudo-mother's big PK?" Fat Pig was stunned, "Second Brother Xiong, will you let us watch this game?" ”

"yes, isn't that good? I just like to watch the puppet girl's performance. Xiong Er hugged his arms and said.

"Second Brother Xiong, do you have a special fetish?" Fat Pig looked at Xiong Er strangely, "Please, don't harass me, I'm not interested in that." ”

"I don't want to harass you?" Xiong Er shook his head and turned to Xiao Feng, "If Xiao Feng is like this, I'm still a little interested." ”

"That is, Xiaofeng's appearance, it's a pity not to be a pseudo-mother. Hahaha! Fat Pig laughed.

"Oh, yes. Xiaofeng, I think you can also play a pseudo-girl? Xiong Er looked Xiaofeng up and down again.

"Come on, I'm not interested in this. You have special habits, you look for someone else, don't look for me! Xiao Feng pulled Xiong Er's hand on his shoulder, "I'm only interested in women, men don't have to talk about it!" ”

"Oh, by the way, Xiaofeng, why didn't your girlfriend Teacher Song bring it?" Xiong Er said.

"Huh?" Xiaofeng was stunned. How can this Xiong Er not die, but at this time he talked about Teacher Song?

"Teacher Song?" Fat Pig was also stunned, "Which Teacher Song?" ”

"Fat pig, you're out of the picture, aren't you? Let me tell you, this Teacher Song is Xiaofeng's girlfriend. This morning, I saw Xiaofeng coming out of the female teacher who lived across from me, oh, the female teacher surnamed Song. Think about it, early in the morning, why would Xiaofeng come out of a single woman's house? That's definitely a show, hahaha! ”

"Xiong Er, don't talk nonsense, be careful that I beat you!" Xiaofeng was annoyed.

"Huh?" Fat Pig was even more surprised, "What you said, is it a twenty-six-year-old, one-meter-six-eight tall, very good figure, very beautiful face, and long hair?" ”

"Oh, yes, it's that Teacher Song. Oh, her boobs, they're really oversized, I should have a D cup by sight, Xiaofeng, you're really blessed now, hahaha! Xiong Er drank a few more glasses and laughed insolently.

Xiao Feng kicked Xiong Er viciously underneath, but this guy still laughed wildly.

The fat pig understood, and glanced at Xiaofeng.

Xiaofeng understood what Fat Pig meant, so he walked to the other side with Fat Pig.

"Xiaofeng, that Teacher Song, is it our homeroom teacher?" Fat Pig asked quietly??????