In the bar box, a group of thin girls all bowed to greet the guests.
Although it was only after one in the afternoon and it was not yet business hours, when the girls saw that the person coming was Cheng Feng, their resentment about being forced to go to work immediately disappeared.
Mr. Cheng is a friend of the bar owner and is very generous with his money. He always tips generously every time he comes.
The minimum is two thousand yuan. If Mr. Cheng can have fun, five thousand or eight thousand yuan is not impossible.
In addition, if you can climb onto Young Master Cheng's bed, you will get more.
In their eyes, Mr. Cheng is not a human being at all, but a walking money printing machine.
Besides, Cheng Feng is young and not ugly. It is better to accompany him than to accompany those middle-aged people who are full of fat.
"you."
"you."
Cheng Feng randomly picked two girls that he liked. The eyes of the two girls he picked suddenly shone.
Today, we must win!
Thinking of this, the two looked at each other silently, and they both saw a trace of hostility in each other's eyes.
There is only one person.
But there are two of them.
Although they don't mind being together at night, who would want to share food with others if they can eat alone?
Soon, the two girls sat next to Cheng Feng, one on the left and the other on the right, leaning closely against Cheng Feng's body.
Looking at their posture, they wished they could all hang on Cheng Feng.
Cheng Feng, who was sandwiched between them, naturally hugged their waists and sniffed the scent of perfume coming from the tip of his nose. His irritable mood barely subsided a little.
He feels very uncomfortable now.
When he was in school, he had a very good relationship with Lao Wu and Xiao Meng, and they were known as the Iron Triangle in the world.
Although their origins are different and their family conditions are also different, the three of them are surprisingly in tune with each other.
At that time, Cheng Feng always thought he had found a true friend.
After all, there are no extra things when the three of them get along, it's just a simple rapport.
But now, Cheng Feng found that the situation seemed to have changed.
It is said that graduation season is the season of breakups. As soon as couples graduate, they are separated from each other countless times. This matter seems to have a shadow on them.
The three of them have not officially graduated yet, but their previous brotherhood has already changed.
Although the last trip to Nanyun was short, Cheng Feng had already noticed the alienation of 'Xiao Meng'.
And it is the kind of alienation that is not concealed at all.
Why?
Although he was thinking about 'Xiao Meng's' girlfriend, he only thought about it in his mind and did not take any action.
Moreover, he thought that his shadow was well hidden and that 'Xiao Meng' would never notice it.
Why should the other party distance themselves from me?
Did you feed the dog all the food you brought to school?
You, Shi Xiaomeng, still owe me money, how about my love!
Is this how you treat your good brother?
Also, Lao Wu didn't know why he was so crazy that he actually had sex with him over a money-worshiping girl.
Ever since he was a child, Cheng Feng has never suffered such a loss!
Even though he was beaten back later, Wu Di did not resist, but he couldn't swallow this breath.
"Young Master Cheng, what happened to you today?"
"I'm not in a good mood. Who provoked you?"
At this time, Cheng Feng's friend Lao Cao had also chosen a girl. He was seen leaning on the sofa, holding the girl from one side to the other, with a curious expression on his face.
"drink wine!"
Cheng Feng obviously didn't want to talk about this matter, so he forcibly changed the topic.
"well."
Lao Cao smiled awkwardly, and then patted the girl beside him.
"Let someone serve the wine."
"Mr. Cao, what are you drinking today?"
Lao Cao is also a regular customer of the bar. Most of the girls who work here know him, and they also know that he and Cheng Feng are friends of the boss.
"A little Mouton from 1998 will do."
Petit Mouton is the second wine produced by Chateau Mouton. Compared with the first wine of Chateau Mouton, the wine used in making Petit Mouton is slightly worse.
Even if it is worse, they are carefully selected high-quality grapes, and the quality is still higher than that of most wines.
Of course, compared to the main wine, the price of the second-label wine is lower, but no matter how low it is, a bottle of it will cost more than a thousand in a bar.
That's it, it's still the discounted price.
Lao Cao estimated that he would have to kill at least ten bottles of wine tonight. After all, there were six of them. If their boss friend also came over, ten bottles might not be enough to stop them.
Ten bottles of wine alone cost tens of thousands of yuan, plus the box fee, hostess fee, DJ fee, service fee, and Mama-san’s reward, this package would cost you twenty thousand yuan.
Although Lao Cao hangs out with Cheng Feng, the situation in his family is worse than that of Cheng Feng, and his family is more strictly controlled.
After drinking 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in one drinking session, he still felt distressed.
"Whatever brand you want to drink, go directly to Mouton. The vintage is 1998."
Just when Lao Cao was thinking about paying, Cheng Feng waved his hand and directly changed the drink.
Hearing this, Lao Cao felt bitter in his heart.
When Young Master Cheng opened his mouth, the price of drinks tripled.
I can't afford to spend 50,000 yuan tonight.
Mama Sang on the side heard this and couldn't help but glance at Lao Cao. After all, it was Lao Cao who ordered the wine first. According to custom, whoever orders the wine first pays.
"Why are you still standing there? Let's serve the wine!"
soon.
Drinks, fruit plates, and meals were brought to the table one after another. Mamasang took out cash from her bag very skillfully, and everyone who entered the box received a tip of three hundred.
She would keep the money in advance and then calculate it together when settling the bill.
Of course, if it was an ordinary guest, she would definitely not advance money, but this was how she had always done it before when Young Master Cheng was present today.
It has to be said that Cheng Feng does have the demeanor of a prodigal son. The tip he gave to the waiter alone was already three to four thousand.
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Hehe Court.
While Cheng Feng was spending money like water, Li Jie was still concentrating on typing in the rental house.
In a sense, he was locked up in a small dark room, coding constantly, but he was 'locked up' on his own initiative.
The plot has already been mapped out in my mind, so the coding speed will naturally not be too slow.
He has actually completed the task of 20,000 yuan a day.
But nothing happened, so I just continued to code more.
Hey!
Hey!
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Xiao Meng, I am Sister Ling."
Hearing this, Li Jie glanced at the lower right corner of the desktop.
It's already past nine o'clock in the evening. Why is Jia Ling looking for him?
And judging from her tone, it seemed like she had encountered some happy event?
"Coming."
When he opened the door and took a look, as expected, Jia Ling's eyes and brows were full of joy that he couldn't hide.
"Ha ha."
Jia Ling laughed loudly and couldn't wait to share the joy she had just gained.
"Sister Ling, the book I wrote was noticed by someone."
"It will premiere in a small theater in a few days!"
"Xiao Meng, do you like watching cross talk?"
"If you like it, I will give you some tickets then."
"Congratulations, Sister Ling."
Li Jie smiled and cupped his hands, happily agreeing.