When you go to the club, you will immediately see the counter of the club. The counter is made of common wooden red lacquer, and from time to time it will exude a faint jasmine fragrance, which should have been done with some kind of special processing. The whole thing is clean and tidy, with only a few well-made wooden signs on the surface that inscribe the services in the club.

On the wall behind the counter, there is a large compartment display case, and an exhibit is placed in each compartment of the display case. Most of them are different types of alcohol, and a small part are some commonly used daily necessities.

At this moment, there are two young girls sitting at the counter, they are wearing the same black and white maid outfits, obviously the service staff in the club.

At this time, Ms. Lyreira Hurley, who was walking in front of Brian, instructed the two young girls: "I will take this gentleman to visit the club, and you alone will go out and watch first, and if someone comes, you will greet and stop first, and wait for me to come back!"

"Yes, Ms. Larella!" As soon as the words ended, a young girl said yes, hurriedly left the counter, and then bypassed Brian and ran out of the club.

In the process, the girl nodded to Brian.

Although she is middle-aged, she does not look old, and Ms. Leireira twisted her waist and introduced Brian, who was wearing a brown suit, "These two are service maids in the club, and they can help you solve any needs and problems you have in normal times."

Brian didn't speak, just nodded silently and looked straight ahead. In front of it is a corridor large enough for three people to pass at the same time, and on either side of the corridor, there are areas covered by a dazzling black curtain.

These areas are divided into two rows, and then connected to each other, are small leisure spaces for club members to rest, eat, drink tea and talk.

The two of them then walked inside, and walked to the hall of the club, where the space suddenly became much larger, and the layout was very different from before. There are about a dozen sets of chairs and wooden tables of the same style in the hall. In several of them, there are already a number of well-dressed, mature men and women sitting around.

"Mr. Brian, from the moment you enter the door, all the cubicles and seats you see are the resting places that our club has prepared for members."

"Here, we will do our best to provide you with everything you need, such as a room for a break, or some food and afternoon tea. Of course, these things are provided free of charge, unless there are some specific requirements that we will charge extra. ”

"In addition to these basics, there are many excellent magicians who come here to interact with each other, such as the very famous Mr. Wilbur Chaplin recently."

"What's more, when some guests need a magic show, we will also arrange for a suitable club magician to recommend to the guests. However, we will take 10% of the remuneration as a reward for our recommendation and arrangement......"

After Ms. Lerella's introduction, Brian nodded inwardly, thinking that it was not bad. Then he asked, "And Ms. Lerella, what are the conditions for joining the club?"

In the past few days, he has joined two clubs one after another, namely the fighting club and the shooting club, both of which have certain requirements for entering the department, that is, to pay a certain fee. However, these expenses were reimbursed by the "clean-up department", and Brian did not pay a single penny.

Ms Lerella laughed: "You only need to pay £6 a month to join the club, and an annual membership is cheaper, £70 a year."

"6 pounds a month, 70 pounds a year, it's really not a place for ordinary people to come!" Hearing the price, Brian was full of scorn in his heart, but there was no expression on the surface, and he was not ready to back down. Because "playing" is necessary and urgently needed.

"Take me through the formalities!"

The corners of Ms. Lerella's mouth curled, and she reached out in a gesture of please, "This way, Mr. Brian."

Soon, Brian followed Lerella's guidance and entered a room that looked like an office and completed a month's worth of fees. The reason why he chose the smallest criterion was that it remains to be seen how useful the magic club will be, and second, there is no more cash.

Aside from the "Clean-up Department" salary, there is only one way Brian can earn money at the moment, and that is to rely on tricks to make thousands of winnings at the casino. But he didn't do that, and for a few nights in the casino, he quietly watched other suspicious people while making sure he didn't lose, and never deliberately won more than he could.

Lady Lerella didn't change in any way because of the unexpected lack of gain, she stood up as usual, stretched out her hand and smiled, "I hope you'll enjoy it here!"

Brian got up one after another, shook hands with Lyreira calmly, and said, "I'm sure I will!"

After the two of them completed the formalities, they prepared to go out one after the other, and when Ms. Larella just twisted the handle and opened the door, the two heard a gentle and slightly forgiving male voice:

"I'm sorry Mr. Myers, I can't agree to such a price!"

Brian followed the voice and looked curiously, and saw a middle-aged man in a gray suit with a slight beard standing up from the hall and walking straight to the main entrance of the club.

At the same time, Ms. Lerella saw the scene. She looked nervous, immediately stepped forward, stopped the middle-aged man, and asked, "Mr. Dennis, is something wrong?"

Seeing that the person who came was the club's liaison officer, a middle-aged magician named Dennis Cryster, he said angrily: "Ms. Lerella, please don't recommend those civilians who have no money to me next time, I won't agree to the appearance fee of 15 pounds!" There's another show in the afternoon, so I'm not going to waste time here, goodbye!"

After saying that, Dennis put the gray top hat in his hand on the top of his head, and opened the magic club without looking back.

Watching the wide back in front of her shrink, Ms. Lyrela raised her hand to say something, but finally sighed.

Seeing this, Brian had a rough guess about this: "There should be a magic show commission found here, and it was recommended by Ms. Larella to the magician named Dennis, but it seems that the gentleman was not interested in the price of the commission."

He stood there and thought about it again: "Hmm...... I was lacking in the opportunity and experience to act, so maybe it would be a good opportunity. Although I don't have any very good skills, the magic knowledge brought by the 'magician class' should be enough!"

With a plan in mind, Brian took a few steps forward and came to Miss Lerella's side and asked about the incident. After Miss Lyreira gave a brief and clear explanation, Brian nodded, nothing different from what he had guessed.

Then Brian smiled shyly and said, "Can you let me try?"

Ms. Larella looked the young man in front of her up and down, looking slightly hesitant, but after a few seconds, she felt that it seemed like a good choice. Because the two are relatively equal, there is a high probability that there will be no problem of mutual dislike.

"That's a good proposition, I'll recommend it to you!"

"Okay." Brian nodded.