It is said that music theory is the same, maybe you don’t understand what she sang?

But you will definitely be able to hear the story behind the song.

The other party was probably in her twenties, and her eyes were drooping and she rarely looked at her guests.

Maybe Chen Fan kept looking at her, and she looked up with her sixth sense.

It was this pair of eyes that immediately made Chen Fan feel?

There was something deeper hidden in her eyes, perhaps sadness, perhaps longing...

The woman on the stage danced gracefully and quickly covered the woman playing the pipa.

Bai Yong noticed his gaze, "Did you fall in love with this woman playing the pipa?"

Chen Fan didn't say anything, picked up the cup and took a sip.

Bai Yong said, "The girls here can't be called out."

"There are no more opportunities for more separate contact with guests."

"Why?"

"I don't know!" Bai Yong shook his head.

"Anyway, this kind of place is a very mysterious existence. Maybe they are deliberately trying to cheer up the guests' appetite!"

"Women like them stay here for a short time, and at most, they will be replaced in two or three years."

"As for where these girls ended up going, no one knows."

Chen Fan glanced at him, "No way?"

At the end of the song, when he saw that they were about to go down, Chen Fan waved his hand and shouted, "Can you let them come over and have a drink?"

"sure!"

“As long as you can afford the price.”

Someone next to him answered.

Chen Fan asked the woman next to him, but he said that people couldn't understand the foreign language.

So he asked Zhang Shao to translate.

After Zhang Shao expressed Chen Fan's meaning clearly, several girls who accompanied him to drink shook their heads, "They usually don't drink with guests, and we all have a clear division of labor."

"That's boring!"

Chen Fan said to Zhang Shao, "Ask their boss, how much does it cost to let the girl on the stage come here to accompany him?"

After listening to Mr. Zhang’s translation, a girl immediately called the manager here.

The other party is a young woman in her thirties, dressed in a very sexy and charming manner.

In fact, the role he played was the madam in the ancient brothel.

Upon learning Chen Fan’s thoughts, she smiled and said, “That depends on how much money this gentleman pays?”

Chen Fan said, "How much do you want? Let's make a price?"

Mr. Zhang and others looked at him. This kid was stubborn and insisted on the girl on the stage.

The manager stretched out two fingers and shook them, "If you can afford this price, I'll call her out immediately."

"Two hundred thousand?"

Mr. Zhang asked.

The other party frowned, "Are the girls here so worthless?"

"Two million!"

Depend on!

"Why don't you go and grab it!"

Mr. Liu probably understood it and couldn't help but curse.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan shouted, "Promise her!"

Isn’t two million East Island coins just one hundred thousand yuan?

It doesn't matter!

Chen Fan nodded to Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang communicated with the manager a few more words, and the other party stood up happily, "Okay, arrange it now."

In fact, the price is not high, they have been wasted so extravagantly.

Sometimes there are people who spend millions a night, but the levels are different.

In such a place, the other party is not a particularly famous big shot, so the price is not worth it.

Even Bai Yong said, "Is it not like this that if you have money?"

Chen Fan said, "I just think this woman is very special, let's find out!"

Two million East Island coins are exchanged for twenty minutes of drinking time.

The girl who played the pipa just now came out of the backstage soon. She was wearing an ancient costume and hired Niao Niao to come to Chen Fan.

Maybe because he was a little anxious, he accidentally fell and fell in Chen Fan's arms.

It made everyone laugh.

Chen Fan frowned, as if she was embarrassed because her hand touched her belt for some reason.

Most of the tourists come here to play, and there are also their locals.

Many people envied when they saw Chen Fan and the others lively.

Chen Fan said, "Since you are here, I'll toast everyone with a glass of wine."

"Mr. Zhang, please translate it."

Mr. Zhang conveyed Chen Fan's meaning. The other party looked at Chen Fan, picked up the cup and toasted everyone.

The manager came over and said to her, but Chen Fan didn't know what they were saying.

After toasting, she sat next to Chen Fan, and the two of them were very close.

Twenty minutes came soon, and she was called in by the manager.

"You guys sit for a while, I'll go to the bathroom."

Chen Fan got up and wanted to go to the backyard, but was stopped by someone and told him to walk to the right in the bathroom.

Chen Fan couldn't help but wonder what they meant?

Preventing guests is like something.

When I arrived at the bathroom, I was about to untie my belt, but a small piece of paper fell out of the belt.

"Save me!"

Chen Fan's head buzzed, and he was stunned when he looked at the two words on the note.

Is this girl from Donghua?

She is her own compatriot!

There was a sound of footsteps next to him, and he tore the small note apart and threw it into the bathroom to wash it away.

When he came out of the bathroom, he took a few more glances towards the backyard.

With Chen Fan's eyesight, he immediately penetrated all the obstacles and saw the situation in the backyard.

The manager was scolding the girl just now. The girl didn't dare to speak, lowered her head, and was beaten and punished.

No wonder they guarded so tightly against customers. It turned out that there was something wrong with it.

Chen Fan was about to take a few more glances when a man came over and said in broken Donghua, "What are you doing? This is not a place for guests to enter."

Chen Fan stared at him, "What do you mean? I spent money to enjoy it, and I still have to be angry with you?"

"Believe it or not, I will complain to you?"

He deliberately wanted to anger the other party, but the other party stared at him in a silence, but he didn't fall into the trap. "We are not open to guests here, please go back!"

"Just your service attitude, trash!"

Chen Fan cursed, but the other party stopped responding.

Just looked at him unhappily.

Chen Fan was not happy with him. If someone else was replaced, he would probably be beaten.

Seeing Chen Fan return to his seat, the man glanced at him and went to the backyard.

Several people were still drinking, and Chen Fan said in a deep voice, "Brother Yong, if there is a conflict, will we be enough for bodyguards?"

What did Bai Yong hear at once?

"What's the matter?"
To be continued...