"Okay." The waiter nodded and exited the private room.
After a while, a dozen women filed in under the leadership of the waiter and entered Ye Qing's private room.
Ye Qing glanced at these women and frowned slightly.
It's not that these women are not beautiful, well... Yangcheng's best nightclub, the quality of the women is naturally good. The reason why he frowned was because he found that one of these women was actually a yellow flower girl.
How is this possible?
Aren’t all the women who hang out in nightclubs supposed to be social butterflies?
"Just her!" Ye Qing pointed at the yellow flower girl and said.
"Sir, you are really discerning. Not only is Xiaoli one of the most beautiful girls in our nightclub, but this is her first time drinking with a customer, so..." the waiter looked at Ye Qing and said.
What the waiter said for the first time really meant drinking with the guests, not anything else. Well...she didn't know that this girl named Xiaoli was a yellow flower girl.
Ye Qing naturally knew what the waiter wanted to say. He waved his hand and said, "Money is not an issue!"
"Sir, here we pay first and then consume." The waiter said with a smile.
Ye Qing took out his mobile phone and said: "How much is it? I'll scan the QR code!"
The waiter took out a QR code and placed it in front of Ye Qing and said: "Sir, fifty thousand!"
Ye Qing raised his head and glanced at the waiter. To be honest, this price is quite high among all the nightclubs in Dahua.
In fact, even in the Imperial Nightclub, the nightclub only charges 10,000 yuan at most, but the Red Mansion Nightclub actually charges such a high price, which is really a scam. After all, although the quality of the bartenders here is good, compared with the Imperial Nightclub, they are still
A little worse.
Moreover, Ye Qing also knew that this money was only collected by the nightclub, and he would have to tip the bartender later.
As for how much to give, it depends on the ability of the waitress. Well... In the Imperial Nightclub, some waitresses who are better at coaxing men can sometimes get hundreds of thousands in tips in one night.
After all, that place is where the dignitaries of Kyoto hang out. They don't care about money, as long as they are happy.
As for whether there are such powerful waitresses in the Red Mansion Nightclub, that's not known.
Ye Qing scanned the QR code and paid. The waiter took the other woman out of the private room, and Xiaoli also sat next to Ye Qing. However, Ye Qing could clearly feel that this girl seemed to be quite trembling.
At first glance, you can tell that this is her first time as a bartender.
Ye Qing looked at Xiaoli and asked, "Are you not an adult yet?"
Hearing Ye Qing's words, Xiaoli looked nervous and said hurriedly: "I am already eighteen years old and an adult. If you don't believe me, I will show you my ID card."
While saying this, Xiaoli took out her ID card from her bag and handed it to Ye Qing.
Ye Qing did not take her ID card, but said with a smile: "I'm not a policeman, what are you afraid of?"
"I, I..." Xiaoli asked me for a long time, but no one came out of her mind.
"Are you afraid of losing this job?" Ye Qing asked with squinted eyes.
"Yeah!" Xiaoli lowered her head and responded.
"Are you short of money?" Ye Qing asked again. Obviously, this Xiaoli came to work in a place like this. If nothing else, she needs money. Otherwise, how could a yellow flower girl come to work like this?
What about local jobs?
"Yeah!" Xiaoli still lowered her head and replied. It was obvious that she seemed a little uncomfortable working in such a place, but she was not as greasy as the other bartenders.
"Why are you short of money?" Ye Qing continued to ask.
Xiaoli didn't answer, just shook her head.
Ye Qing could tell that there must be a tragic story behind why Xiaoli came to work in a place like this.
Ye Qing glanced at her and said slowly: "Tell your story, maybe I can help you."
"You can't help me." Xiaoli said with a bitter look on her face.
"Haha..." Ye Qing couldn't help but smile and said: "If you don't tell your story, how do you know that I can't help you?"
After Xiaoli raised her head and glanced at Ye Qing, she shook her head and said, "We'd better have a drink!"
After saying that, she stood up, opened the bottle of Maotai on the coffee table, poured two glasses, handed one of them to Ye Qing, and said, "Sir, I respect you."
Ye Qing shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything. He drank the wine with his glass. Well...since Xiaoli didn't want to tell her story, Ye Qing couldn't force her to tell her story.
Next, the atmosphere in the private room became a little weird. Xiaoli didn't speak, and Ye Qing didn't speak either. The two of them just poured wine and had a drink from time to time.
To be honest, if it had been anyone else, I would have already hugged Xiaoli and started chewing her. Although she couldn't do anything, touching and chewing was the norm in this kind of nightclub.
But Ye Qing didn't. Obviously, he wasn't someone who frequented nightclubs.
What's more, aside from Xiaoli's first time as a bartender, he probably wouldn't be happy even if the other bartenders came up to him and let him touch and chew them. Well... In this regard, he
He is mysophobic.
"boom!"
I don’t know how long it took, but someone finally broke the weird atmosphere, and the door of the private room was kicked open.
A man walked in from outside the private room. He was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and was well-groomed. Behind him were two strong men in black.
These two people looked like bodyguards of a middle-aged man. Ye Qing could tell at a glance that these two bodyguards were not warriors, but two veterans, and if nothing else, they should be special forces.
From this, it is not difficult to judge that this middle-aged man should be a wealthy businessman with no power.
Well... In Dahua, anyone who has some power and status hires warriors as bodyguards. Those who use retired special forces as bodyguards are probably rich people, and they are not particularly rich.
After all, raising a warrior requires a lot of money. Well... even a warrior in the Void Realm may have to consume tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of materials every year, let alone the Qing Realm or the Little Grandmaster.
Such a warrior.
Therefore, not everyone can afford to be a warrior. If you don't have a net worth of more than 5 billion, you can hardly even think about it.
After the middle-aged man kicked in the door, Ye Qing just glanced at him without getting angry. He had a calm expression on his face, as if no one was intruding, and he continued to drink a small drink.
Ye Qing can tell that this middle-aged man is not here for him. Since he is not here, he must be here for Xiaoli. He can just wait and see what happens and use this middle-aged man to come.