(Thanks to the leader of the alliance of "Yanfa" for the reward, plus more owes ten, today's three watches, thanks to the "pig who loves rabbits" for the reward)

Tang Wenjun and Cheng Haoyang had never seen such a magnificent scene, fifteen or six beautiful women with good faces and slender bodies rushed in, this kind of visual and sensory stimulation was very strong, especially for teenagers who were not deeply involved in the world.

At this moment, the two of them were like Tang Seng entering the Pansi Cave, they didn't dare to raise their heads, and their posture was restrained in the soft beige sofa, focusing their eyes on the crystal glass placed on the black marble coffee table, like two shivering little quails.

A beautiful woman stood in a row in a spacious private room, bowed and shouted, "Hello boss!"

After shouting, several female models saw that the box was full of stinky teenagers, and couldn't help laughing, although the little swan often has a rich second generation to play, but high school students are still quite rare.

Sister Huang, who was standing at the entrance of the box, hurriedly said: "Can you speak, call the son..... Hello Childe!

So a group of charming women put their hands on their waists and squatted for a while, shouting in a delicate voice: "The four sons are so ......" I don't know who whispered in the crowd: "Are the four talents of Star City?"

Another burst of laughter floated in the box.

Tang Wenjun and Cheng Haoyang are already red-faced, shy like little girls, as for Cheng Mo, although it is the first time, he is calm as if he has been on the battlefield for a long time, in fact, he doesn't quite understand why Tang Wenjun and Cheng Haoyang are shy, isn't it just a few pink skeletons? He inspected the faces of a group of models without changing his face, and felt that it was really boring, just a group of gold-worshipping women with good figures, good at makeup, good at dressing up, and having plastic surgery.....

It's not that he looks down on these women, others make money with their ability, what is there to look down on?

In Cheng Mo's view, "laughing at the poor and not smiling at prostitutes" and "everything is inferior only to high reading" are essentially the same, but the former reveals the helplessness of the low-level people, and the latter describes the yearning of the low-level people.

What is the difference between a young lady selling her appearance and a worker selling her labor and a scholar selling her knowledge?

Most people can only see a small number of women selling their souls and bodies, but they can't see the sadness and helplessness of more women at the bottom, just like most of the women who have lost their footing are from the Northeast, will anyone know the reason? Will anyone pay attention to the reason?

Yes, but the intellectuals who sold their souls won't say it.

The so-called conscience is just a ridiculous piece of paper written in the face of power and money.

Cheng Mo thought of Nicholas again, under the torrent of the times, ordinary people are just ants, they unite into a big ball, facing the turbulent rapids, trying to reach the other side, as for who can successfully reach the other side in the end, they have their own destiny, but the ants in the outer layer are destined to be victims, and the so-called destiny is just a handful of ants in the center.

Cheng Mo is naturally not the kind of person who is compassionate and compassionate, not to mention that most of the women in high-end clubs like Little Swan are brainless women who are greedy for pleasure, they are not worthy of sympathy, and there is nothing to blame, but Cheng Mo is a person who sticks to his heart and is not driven by material desires, but he must be praised.

Cheng Mo doesn't like or dislike such a woman, plus he is not close to women, and Xie Minyun has been watching Xie Minyun for a long time, and his immunity to this kind of vulgar powder is really amazing, so after sweeping it away, he sat upright and sat in the middle of the sofa without squinting.

Sister Huang came over and asked, "Sun Shao, Cheng Shao, do you have anything you like?"

Sun Dayong touched Cheng Mo and asked, "How about Cheng Mo?"

"Regardless of me, you play with your .....," Cheng Mo said lightly.

Sun Dayong tilted his head and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear: "Don't.....! Also, Cheng Mo, don't misunderstand, Little Swan is actually not a KTV, it is actually a private club, not a place to do that kind of thing, many of the girls here are college students and white-collar workers.... Coming here purely to make friends, Little Swan is just a platform to provide some girls with good quality with the opportunity to meet rich people and make some money by the way..... Most of them only accompany wine, and if you want to do something, it depends on whether you can plan it!"

After a pause, Sun Dayong said again: "Of course, you have something to see, I can help you find a way, my uncle still has a little face in Little Swan." ”

Cheng Mocai won't believe these nonsense, the so-called only drinking and not selling his body is just a marketing strategy, the vast majority of girls who come to this kind of place to be models can't escape the fate of falling in the end, the decline of morality is often not an overnight thing, people are very subservient animals in society, as long as they stay in this environment for a little longer, it is easy to be brainwashed, and I don't know how Shen Mengjie, an idiot, could do such a stupid thing.

Cheng Mo knew that it was not appropriate for him not to choose one, others sincerely invited him to play, if he didn't come, it would be more or less interesting, so he said: "Whatever!"

Sun Dayong couldn't see through whether Cheng Mo was embarrassed or really didn't dare to be interested, his eyes wandered over the faces of a row of women, gritted his teeth and said, "Sister Huang, call your top brand Beibei over to accompany my brother..... Sister Huang, today is the weekend again, I'm here so early, don't say Bei Bei is not here!"

When Sister Huang heard Beibei's name, her face changed, and she said with a wry smile: "My grandson Da Shao! I'm afraid ....."

Sun Dayong interrupted Sister Huang's words, "I don't care about this, my uncle said that it doesn't matter how much you spend today, just sign his order, you can call Bei Bei over now, it's hard to say if my brother doesn't look at her!"

As soon as Sister Huang heard that it didn't matter how much she consumed, a bitter gourd face immediately burst into a smile, "Then I'll help you call Bei Bei over, but I can't guarantee whether she will accompany Cheng Shao later! You also know that she didn't bring her, don't lose your temper at me....."

Sun Dayong waved his hand, "Got it! got it!"

Sister Huang took out the walkie-talkie from her waist and called for a top-brand Beibei, and said to Sun Dayong: "Then you ....."

Sun Dayong smiled, "I called Xiaowan..... You can arrange it with my two younger brothers. ”

Sister Huang said "That's okay" and twisted her waist and walked to the side of the two innocent little boys, Cheng Haoyang didn't dare to move with his head buried in his head, and Tang Wenjun kept peeking.

Sister Huang, a woman who has been rolling on the Fengyue field for many years, naturally knows how to deal with chicks like Tang Wenjun and Cheng Haoyang, her plump ass is stuffed between the two of them, she holds one in one hand, and says gently: "Tell my sister, you like that, don't be ashamed, these young ladies are also in class with you, teach you how to communicate with girls.....

Sister Huang didn't care that the two boys were very embarrassed in her arms, patted Cheng Haoyang's shoulder, pointed to one of the cute girls, and said, "What do you think of this?"

Cheng Haoyang shook his head without looking at it.

Sister Huang said to Tang Wenjun: "Your buddy is embarrassed, you choose one first, these young ladies are very gentle and beautiful, they will teach you to play games, they will accompany you to drink, and they will tell you the little secrets between adults....."

Suddenly, there was another chuckle in the private room.

Sun Dayong turned his head to Tang Wenjun and said, "Wenjun, I think this is good.....! Don't you like this kind of showmanship?"

Tang Wenjun glanced up in the direction of Sun Dayong's eyes, and whispered, "It's beautiful!"

Sister Huang waved her hand, "Xiaoya, come here, you accompany this little brother..."

"I'm not a little brother.... It's eighteen. Tang Wenjun saw the beautiful young lady coming over, and immediately plucked up the courage to open his eyes and tell nonsense as if he had been doping.

Sister Huang raised her hand and pinched Tang Wenjun's cheek and smiled: "Yes! Yes! You are not a little brother! You are a big brother! The biggest ....." and the model named Xiaoya sat next to Tang Wenjun, and Sister Huang turned to Cheng Haoyang and said, "How is it?

Seeing that Cheng Haoyang was still lowering his head, Sister Huang held Cheng Haoyang's face with both hands, "Manly man, raise your head and be brave..... Young ladies are not afraid, you are still afraid of ....."

At this time, a woman wearing a white hip-wrapping skirt and golden high heels walked in with a maroon wavy hair, and Cheng Haoyang and Tang Wenjun immediately looked stupid.