She narrowed her eyes.

Since those PR floors can be freely accessed, why not take advantage of them?

Yan Ning had a plan and was about to move.

Holding on to the railing, Yan Ning walked along the stairs like the wind.

The man and woman downstairs heard footsteps and tugged down the stairs in the basement.

After coming to the first floor, Yan Ning pretended not to know, opened the fire door and left without squinting.

Going straight to the lobby of the clubhouse, Yan Ning walked to the front desk and put her wallet on the service desk, revealing the luxury logo of the wallet more deliberately.

The people in this circle, both up and down, are money watchers. For the sake of convenience, Yan Ning showed off her financial resources a little.

The front desk is a person with vision, and he stands up with a smile and presents warm service.

Yan Ning stood in front of the service desk with her arms crossed, full of senior regulars here. "Open a box for me, and find me a male backing singer!" Yan Ning stroked her hair, and played a posture that was neither bad for money nor knowledgeable, emphasizing, "Be young and good-looking." ”

There is a strong hint in the words, which has already expressed what kind of "accompaniment" she needs.

The front desk understood, smiled, didn't ask more, quickly opened a bill to Yan Ning, handed it over and asked her to pay the basic fee for the room first.

Yan Ning took out her bank card from her wallet and settled the account without blinking her eyes.

On the surface, she looks bold, but her heart is bleeding. When she was doing the strategy just now, she learned that the minimum package cost of the room was more than 8,000.

Although her family is well-off, her money is not blown by the wind.

It's too much money to spend.

Hey, in order to save Xu Jiayi, it was really a big sacrifice.

Yan Ning secretly decided that she must deduct Xu Jiayi's salary back afterwards.

After paying, the front desk raised his hand to beckon a waiter and ordered: "Take this VIP to the No. 1 box on the second floor." ”

The waiter respectfully stretched out his hand to make a leading gesture, "VIP here, please!" ”

Following the waiter, Yan Ning walked behind and observed the environment passing by in six ways, preparing for the escape with Xu Jiayi later. But the situation is not optimistic, this aisle is full of waiters, and it is indeed difficult to escape under your nose.

Take the elevator to the second floor, the box is not far from the elevator, a few steps away.

The waiter opened the door for her.

Yan Ning walked in slowly, the air conditioning inside was low, goosebumps were floating on her arms, and she subconsciously hugged her arms to keep warm.

The waiter stood at the door and reminded: "I'll come after a while, please wait." ”

The waiter exited the private room and closed the door.

Yan Ning turned around, her gaze sweeping from left to right over the interior of the decoration.

The decoration style is brown and black, and the walls are all irregularly shaped brown marble, and the joints are inlaid with metal strips. Whether it is the wall lamp or the warm yellow light strip of the ceiling, the brightness is not strong, creating a mysterious and intriguing feeling.

After looking around, the box was all dark and dreary, except for the big red sofa.

Her gaze stopped on the couch, and she just remembered the man and woman in the stairwell.

The brain is suddenly impure. I can't help but wonder what indescribable things this sofa has experienced? How many men and women have been on the battlefield?

The more I thought about it, the stronger the sense of rejection became. If it weren't for saving Xu Jiayi's guy, Yan Ning would have turned around and left.

"Tuk tuk tuk" three knocks sounded on the door.

When Yan Ning came back, he heard a male voice that was crispy to the bone: "Little fairy, I'm here!" ”