When Ye Ming and Xia Chuchu were discussing the song order, the lean male singer on the stage had already reached the climax of "Passionate Desert" and was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, with his head held high. The ground rose, and the veins on the flushed neck were exposed, as if he was not singing, but making a final death struggle:

"You give me little raindrops to nourish my heart; I give you a little breeze to blow open your flowers; the little flowers in love belong to you and me. Our love is like a passionate desert."

After singing the last line, he suddenly raised his hand holding the beer bottle and raised it high above his head. Then, he opened his mouth and drank the poured beer without missing a drop. went down, which attracted warm applause from the audience.

After drinking the beer, he put the wine bottle on the ground, jumped up, and bowed to the audience below who applauded him. He kept saying, "Thank you, thank you everyone for applauding and encouraging me with your rich hands. "

At this time, the host in red came up again and introduced cheerfully: "This handsome guy on the stage is our talented singer, A Le from the coast. He has already sung two songs for everyone. The songs are all classics. Let’s talk about it: Do you feel high when you listen to Ah Le’s songs? Do you want to listen to them again?”

As he spoke, he turned the microphone sideways and pointed it downwards.

Some well-educated spectators below politely shouted: "It's very high, one more,"

The young man who just asked Ale to get down just now yelled loudly: "We are not high at all. Let him get down quickly and let Sultan come up. We want to listen to Sultan sing."

The host was stunned and said with a smile: "Master Fei, don't worry, Miss Sudan is putting on makeup backstage and will appear for the third time. When the time comes, you have to give her some more songs to cheer her up. She's here She has not been here for a long time, and she has not long since debuted. She really needs the encouragement and support from a distinguished guest like you, Mr. Hua,"

A gangster next to Mr. Hua shouted in a high voice: "We, Brother Fei, can praise the Sudanese chick, but she has to agree to be Brother Fei's girlfriend. Otherwise, we will praise her and she will turn around." She fell into the arms of another man. Didn’t we lose the wife and lose the soldiers? We can ask her to sing later, but she has to listen to Fei Ge’s command: she has to sing whatever Fei Ge wants her to sing. What? She will sing whatever you want her to sing; and every time she sings a song, she has to come down and have a few drinks with Brother Fei. How about you ask her if she agrees?"

The host probably recognized this domineering young man known as "Fei Shao" and definitely knew his background. Therefore, after the gangster made those unreasonable requests, he did not dare to refuse. He still laughed and said: "This Little brother, we will try our best to tell Miss Sudan what you mean, but I can’t guarantee whether she will agree or not. Please be calm, Mr. Fei, and let our brother Ale and another beautiful and hot person first. After the beautiful girl’s performance, it’s Miss Sudan’s turn. How about you discuss it with her?”

Although this Fei Shao was arrogant and domineering, he also knew that the bosses who could open such a large bar usually had some background. Therefore, after the host finished his words, Fei Shao waved his hand to the small followers. They should stop making trouble.

Next, the host asked if there was any boss at the scene who wanted to ask Ah Le to sing, but after asking several times, no one responded, and Ah Le had to walk off the stage with an embarrassed look on his face.

While waiting for the next singer to come on stage, Ye Ming relied on his extraordinary eyesight to carefully look at the Fei Shao on the table not far away under the dim light, and suddenly said to Xia Chuchu: "Chu Chu, guess what? What kind of thing is that young master Fei?"

Xia Chuchu looked over there with disdain, curled her lips and said, "What kind of thing is this? A bad guy on the street."

Ye Ming smiled and said: "Chu Chu, I dare to bet with you: That guy is a second-generation official just like you."

When Xia Chuchu heard him compare herself with that guy, she raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Country bumpkin, what are you talking about? You say I'm the same as him, bah, hurry up, I'll punish myself with three glasses of wine. If you have such a crow mouth, If you keep talking nonsense like this, I will tear you apart, believe it or not,"

Ye Ming just blurted out that sentence without paying attention. He also felt that it was a bit inappropriate, so he drank three glasses of wine with a smile.

Although Xia Chuchu was angry, she couldn't help her curiosity. Seeing that Ye Ming stopped talking after drinking the wine, she urged: "Why have you become mute again? Tell me quickly, why do you say he is a second-generation official?" ,"

Ye Ming smiled and said: "First of all, this guy has thin skin and tender flesh, and a very weak body. There is no toughness or sharpness in his eyebrows and expression, so he cannot be the boss of the underworld, but he is surrounded by people There are so many bad boys, and they seem to be convinced by him. They talk about Fei Ge and Fei Ge all the time, which proves that his family is either rich or noble, either the second generation of rich people or the second generation of officials;

Secondly, this kid has an arrogant and bossy look. He may have been used to being flattered and flattered since he was a child. Moreover, his arrogant look and demeanor may have been influenced by his father or mother since he was a child, and was formed subconsciously. In this case, it is very likely that his parents are officials;

Third, this is the most important point: the owners who can open such a bar have a certain background and are generally not afraid of trouble. Moreover, there must be many rich and powerful people who come here to play, so , this host will not be afraid of the rich, nor will he be groveling and begging softly like he just did to the young master Fei. He will only treat those officials or officials who are very powerful and can strangle the lifeblood of the store. Children, that's why he lowered his profile so much. If someone else had made such a fuss in the store, he might have called security or called the police.

Based on the above three points, it can be concluded that this boy named Fei Shao should be a second-generation official, and his father or mother has quite a lot of power. He is probably an official of the public security or other law enforcement departments. "

Xia Chuchu listened to him list it out bit by bit, with clear organization and strict logic. Although she was still doubtful about his words, she admired his thinking and judgment ability. She punched him on the arm with a smile and said, "Can't you see?" Come on, country bumpkin, you have only been an official for a few days, and you already speak in one way, one, two, and three, and finally you have to say one. To sum up, I think if you become an official in the future, When a top leader goes to the stage to speak, he will definitely talk about three major points. Under each major point are three small points, and under each small point there are several points. You will torture your subordinates to death, hahaha. "
Chapter completed!