After Mr. Gui finished speaking, the door of Honghua Building was immediately closed. Then, several boys carrying trays walked into the lobby and walked in front of the guests one by one.
After arriving in front of the guests, the guests would throw their belongings on the tray. Some people threw silver ingots, and some threw gold ingots.
Occasionally someone would throw in a few banknotes.
But if the guest threw a few taels of silver, a hint of contempt would immediately flash in the boy's eyes.
Then, the servant will shout: "Please let this official rest upstairs."
Of course, the guest's face didn't look good. After blushing for a while, he was led upstairs by several happy girls around him.
Zhao Xiaole looked at it for a while and finally understood it. It turned out that the old rules mentioned by Mr. Turtle were just a threshold.
But before everyone heard Ruyue's voice, they had to collect the money first, and they actually had certain requirements for the amount of money. This was simply crazy.
But the guests were surprisingly in harmony with each other.
Just to hear Miss Ruyue's voice, they willingly took out a lot of money.
If the money given is not enough, the waiter will immediately ask the guest to go upstairs, thus depriving him of the right to stay in the hall.
At this time, the waiter carried the tray and walked up to a bearded man and handed the tray over.
The big man had no expression on his face and didn't make any move to pay. He watched as the boy's face became colder and colder.
It's time to shout to see off guests.
Then the big man impatiently put his hand into his clothes, made ink for a long time, took out a few copper coins, and threw them on the tray with a look of disgust.
The boy's face turned dark immediately. He almost gritted his teeth and shouted: "Please let this official rest upstairs!"
Not to mention the young man, even the girl next to the big man had a look of disgust on her face, coldly stretched out her hand and said:
"Officer, please!"
Under the gaze of many people in the hall, the big man sat there unmoved and said calmly,
"roll."
The waiter immediately snorted, and then he raised his head and looked at Ruyue's figure on the second floor. Similarly, many guests also looked at Ruyue.
"Zheng~!"
At this moment, a piano sound came from the second floor.
It was Ru Yue who plucked the strings.
Then, everyone's eyes turned to the bearded man again, but the man still sat there without moving.
The girl next to him moved, as if looking at a dead person, and stepped aside far away.
The hall was quiet.
No one spoke.
No one made any sound.
After a long time, the sound of the piano came again from the second floor.
"Zheng~! Zeng~!"
This time it was dialed twice.
Everyone's eyes immediately withdrew, and the noise in the hall resumed again, as if nothing had happened. The boy walked away as if nothing had happened, and the girl who was looking at him coldly hurriedly approached him enthusiastically.
However, the big man didn't spare her this time. He slapped her hard on the buttocks and scratched her as if to vent his anger with his big, rough hands.
The girl was so painfully caught by him that she kept gasping for air.
But she always maintained a forced smile on her face.
Although he kept moaning and begging for mercy in a low voice, he still dared to say any cruel words.
The big man's behavior surprised many people.
Even the guest next to him didn't expect that when the boy walked up to him, he followed the big man's example and casually threw away a little money.
Sure enough, the woman in his arms sneered, stepped away, and said with a sneer: "There will always be such people."
The guest didn't know why.
At this moment, a "Zheng" sound suddenly came from upstairs.
The guest wanted to continue to act like a big man, but there was a sudden sound next to him. Then, when the guest was about to turn his head to look, he suddenly felt his head sink and his world was spinning instantly.
His head fell to the ground with a bang.
As he landed, he finally knew what had happened. The big man with a beard pulled out a knife and chopped off his head.
His eyes soon fell into darkness.
And before all consciousness disappeared, he faintly heard the tall man with the cheeks mutter: "If you don't have the strength, why are you pretending to be cool?"
In the hall, a headless corpse suddenly appeared, and blood was sprayed everywhere.
Although many people hate this method of killing, the rules of Honghua House are like this. Who can violate it?
Soon, several handymen from Honghualou rushed out with a lot of belongings, took out the body bag that had been prepared long ago, stuffed the neck of the body with cotton cloth, and put the head and body in it.
Others brought wooden buckets and water, cleaned the blood stains on the floor and tables, and hurriedly left.
After they left, the hall returned to its original state.
Some of the regular guests were already used to it, but some of the new guests were stunned.
When the boy, who looked as usual, walked up to the others again, they all obediently paid.
No one dares to cheat anymore.
If you're too weak, it's best to take money. If any master looks unhappy, he'll probably take action directly.
If you still show off if you don't have the strength, won't you delay others from seeing girls?
Of course, if no one takes action against you, either they have heard of your reputation or they may be in a good mood and don't want to take action.
For these people, Honghualou is not willing to offend, so it naturally exempts them from the threshold.
Zhao Xiaole saw everything.
I feel impatient with this Ruyue whom I haven't seen yet. It's really a black-hearted businessman and hungry marketing!
It's really fun to play.
It's also very despicable.
Naturally, he felt disgusted with both Honghualou and Ruyue.
Therefore, when the boy walked up to him, Zhao Xiaole just snorted, took out the hundreds of banknotes, and counted them.
In the excited eyes of the waiter, he casually threw all the banknotes on the table and said: "Keep drinking."
In an instant, the boy stood frozen on the spot.
He was suddenly confused.
Zhao Xiaole is not a person without money, nor is he the kind of customer who is unwilling to spend money. In fact, he is not only willing to spend money, but also willing to spend money to waste money.
But why is he unwilling to give a reward of several hundred taels of silver?
The boy didn't understand, and neither did the girl in Zhao Xiaole's arms. They were also stunned for a moment, and then they kept tugging on Zhao Xiaole's clothes.
He kept beckoning his servant to come over.
Zhao Xiaole pretended not to see it.
The boy on the side thought for a while, tried hard to regain his smile, and reminded him again for the first time:
"Officer?"
"Um?"
Zhao Xiaole looked at him impatiently, and the boy forced a smile and handed the tray forward, signaling for him to reward him.
Zhao Xiaole sneered, turned back, picked up the wine glass and tasted it slowly.
The smile on the boy's face gradually faded.
When the two women saw this, they kept signaling to Zhao Xiaole, pulling on his clothes, and whispering, "Officer? It's time to reward him."
After repeating it several times, Zhao Xiaole finally became impatient. He slapped his hand on the table.
"Damn it, how many times do you have to tell me? Drink!"
For a moment, the sound of a needle dropping could be heard in the hall.