After contacting Gu Xingze, Yun Shu was even more looking forward to tomorrow night's trip, and she couldn't restrain her faint excitement at all.
It manifests itself specifically in dreams at night.
She dreamed that Ning Siyun and Zhou Jingmo were kneeling around them with their heads shot, and in the narrow space in the middle, she was untying Gu Xingze's clothes, her hands sliding from his eyebrows to his chest, and her breathing was so rapid that she felt like she was about to take it off.
It's like opening a long-awaited gift.
When she woke up, she sat on the bed for a long time without regaining consciousness, frowning and thinking whether she was a pervert with strange hobbies.
How can any girl like that part of a man...
Yun Shu got up and went downstairs with a complicated mood. She stood in the bright and spacious living room, took a deep breath, put aside these messy thoughts, and tried to be as relaxed and happy as possible while waiting for the good show in the evening.
Amidst the excitement and anticipation, the day passed quickly. One second I was constantly imagining the scene a few hours later, and the next second I had already stepped into the scene.
Just after dinner, Zhou Jingmo came to pick her up and go out.
Yongjing Club is located on a street in the wealthy area of Haicheng, adjacent to the most expensive real estate in Haicheng. It is a separate, luxurious and huge building.
Yun Shu heard some introductions about high-end clubs from Gu Xingze.
It was a place where rich businessmen and celebrities loved to go. The entrance fees, membership fees and high upgrade fees could already distinguish ordinary people from people in the upper class, making the rich feel that it was a place specially set up for people like them.
Entrance and exit symbolize identity and status.
Even the entry-level people who can only move around on the first floor have small assets. Those who can go to the second floor are celebrities from all walks of life. Some places on the second floor and the third floor are separate and higher-end places. The people inside
Either rich or noble, their personal net worth has been measured, and only those who meet certain requirements are eligible to enter.
On the surface, the club is a good place for rich and famous people to expand their network. If you meet someone, you can talk about it and arrange a round of golf to discuss a lot of cooperation. Therefore, many people on the first floor go to the people on the second and third floors.
Others pay a little money to go in and see what they have to offer, and they can brag about it when they go out.
But when people talk about high-end clubs, they are more concerned about the gray projects behind them. Things that may not necessarily be done safely in bars and hotels can be done here as long as you have status and money.
When he said this, Yun Shu felt a little unimaginable.
With just plain language descriptions, it was difficult for her to construct a real scene of such a place in her mind, and it was even harder for her to truly feel the shock it brought.
Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I think: Oh, this is what upper class society is like.
A huge building has only three floors. It turns out that the first floor is six or seven meters high. The light from the gorgeous crystal chandelier can dispel the night here into day.
It turns out that the lobby on the second floor is as big as several Yuntai Road villas. Men and women hold hands around their waists, and some even greet each other face to face. They are all dressed very beautifully.
A long-haired woman in a red dress and her sisters let go of their arms, put their arms around a man, and kissed them generously and naturally. The touch of their lips and tongues seemed to be very good. Their expressions were particularly intense, and the sisters next to them were still whispering.
Yun Shu was so fascinated that she went up the stairs to the third floor and turned her head to stare at others.
Zhou Jingmo followed her line of sight, frowned and raised her shoulders, turning her body away.
"Don't look at the mess."
She turned back reluctantly, wondering why this was such a mess. Isn't this human nature?
The stairs leading upstairs are separated by a single layer of glass. They can see the situation on the first and second floors, but those people cannot see them.
It wasn't until he reached the third floor that someone came to greet Zhou Jingmo.
He is a middle-aged man wearing glasses, followed by a woman with heavy makeup, a black skirt and high heels. He is very beautiful, but the age difference seems a bit big.
The middle-aged man called "Mr. Zhou" and glanced at Yun Shu while shaking hands with Zhou Jingmo.
"I haven't seen you here, Mr. Zhou, for a long time. Is this... the female companion?"
Zhou Jingmo did not introduce him, and after polite greetings, he led the people forward.
The middle-aged man stayed behind and looked at their backs. He put his arms around the waist of the woman next to him and said meaningfully for a while: "I can't tell that Zhou Jingmo likes tender and tender girls."
The woman smiled and chatted: "I didn't believe it before when I said he liked innocence, but now it seems to be true. That girl looks pure."
Her eyes are clear and her posture is casual. She is different from most of the women here. She looks more like a simple girl who came to meet her relatives to learn more.
The middle-aged man added: "No wonder I despise the little clerk given by the Wang family. It is far worse than this one. I have never seen it, and I don't know when I raised him."
The woman was not interested but still smiled and replied: "Maybe he is a student of some school. Who else can be so pure besides students."
The two said a few words, then stuck together again, flirting and going downstairs.
Even if the wealthy businessmen and celebrities enter the same door, they are still ranked high and low. Today, people like Zhou Jingmo probably told them on the third floor that they were not allowed to overdo it. So they had better go to the second floor to have more fun.
This way.
Yun Shu followed Zhou Jingmo through the luxurious Ukiyo-e corridor and entered a private room.
Qi Zhou had already stirred up the atmosphere in the private room. The ceiling above his head parted from the middle with the push of a button, revealing a transparent glass top, allowing the night sky to be seen at any time.
There are no big lights inside, just a few ambient night lights, plus the faint blue light found in entertainment venues, which really makes you feel like you want to go in and relax.
Yun Shu looked at everything curiously, sitting on the sofa and watching Qi Zhou pour the wine.
Light brown clear wine liquid was poured onto the ice, and a little mist quickly filled the outside of the wine glass.
Zhou Jingmo was still asking: "Where are they?"
Qi Zhou replied: "It will be there soon."
Then he looked at her and asked: "Want to drink? Have a drink?"
Yun Shu nodded and wanted to take the cup, but was stopped by Zhou Jingmo's words.
"Don't give her alcohol." He said this to Qi Zhou, but it was her rights that were taken away.
She turned to look at him with some dissatisfaction: "I know how to drink, just drink a little."
"That's right," Qi Zhou also spoke for her, "just drink a little, one sip, one sip and that's all."
Zhou Jingmo asked: "Can you drink?"
Yun Shu looked down on someone with a dull expression.
"There is nothing we can do without our ancestors. We respect our ancestors, God, and our elders during festivals and festivals. I have been drinking since I was ten years old."
Qi Zhou was also surprised: "What are you drinking?"
"Home-brewed sorghum wine."
"Hey, this kind of degree is usually very high, right?"
"What's high?" Ning Siyun opened the door and walked in, and heard the tail of something.
Yun Shu was visibly unwelcome to his arrival and didn't even look at him until a woman in a black skirt appeared behind him.
"Yunshu!" said the familiar tone of a fellow villager.
She immediately looked up, and Lu Mingzhu's face, which became more and more delicate with makeup, was revealed.
Then the two people hugged each other on the way to each other.
Qi Zhou: "It's so touching. If an audience like you, Ning Siyun, blocks the way, applauding, it will be more like the finale of a TV series."