Lin Chuang didn't understand the rules of the dance hall, and Li Honglin was even more of a rookie.
When the waiter heard what Li Honglin said, his face looked a little unhappy.
He is waiting for tips from two customers.
Lin Chuang had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs running around. One look at the waiter's attitude and he knew he wanted a tip.
There are rules for tipping and tipping. It is rare to see someone like him ask for it clearly. This shows that the management level of this so-called "Xianle Dance Palace" is very average.
However, Lin Chuang didn't want to be acquainted with him.
Because he knows that waiters like him usually don't get a salary, but rely on tips to live. If you don't understand the rules, just don't understand them. There is no need to make something unpleasant for a small amount of money.
Lin Chuang took out his wallet, took out one hundred yuan in French currency, and put it in the tray.
The waiter's eyes lit up. There were not many customers who tipped so much at once. He quickly thanked him: "Thank you, sir. I'm waiting outside the booth. If you have any questions, please just ask."
Lin Chuang waved his hand, and the waiter bowed and retreated.
The so-called private room is actually a "pigeon room" with no roof or door, but a half curtain is hung at the door to block the outside view.
If the people inside want to watch the show, they can roll up the curtain, and everything outside can be seen at a glance. If they don't want to watch the show, they can just lower the curtain, creating a relatively private space even in a noisy place.
Lin Chuang drank two glasses of champagne, and the number of guests gradually increased.
Lin Chuang asked Li Honglin to close the curtain and observe the situation outside while drinking.
Lin Chuang found that there were about a dozen people outside, most of them young men. Some of these men brought their own dance partners, but most of them came alone.
At this moment, a row of dancers appeared on the side of the bar, all wearing heavy makeup and cheongsam, holding folding fans, with fake and charming smiles on their faces, waiting for the customers to call their names.
Only a few found familiar guests and came forward to greet them warmly.
Lin Chuang was not interested in these people at all. He only glanced at them lightly and stopped paying attention to them.
"Sir, here we come." Li Honglin whispered.
Lin Chuang looked at the entrance and saw Zhang Jinlu holding the man with oily hair and pink face coming in. Zhang Jinlu had a smile on his face, but the man had a complacent look on his face. His feet were floating and he was swaying when he walked. At first glance, he was not a steady man.
baby.
Lin Chuang was so angry in his heart: "Zhang Jinlu, Zhang Jinlu, I don't object to you looking for a man. You should find a better one at least. This man looks like a swinger at first glance. Apart from looking like a human being, what else can he do?"
Is there anything outstanding?"
"Hong Lin, call the waiter in." Lin Chuang ordered quickly when he saw Zhang Jinlu and the man sitting on the north side, far away from him.
Without going out, Li Honglin called the waiter who had been standing outside at the door.
"Sir, what are your orders?" the waiter asked Lin Chuang.
"Who is that man who just came in?" Lin Chuang asked.
"Is this the one in white?" the waiter pointed to the north and asked.
"Yes." Lin Chuang said.
"Oh, that's Mr. Su Yinsu, a frequent visitor to our dance hall." The waiter said.
"Su Yin? Why is this name? Which Su family?" Lin Chuang asked.
"He is the son of Su Jing, president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce." the waiter replied.
"Oh, I understand." Lin Chuang nodded.
Su Jing knew that the Zhejiang native was the head of Shanghai's hardware industry and was currently the president of the Chamber of Commerce of the Dadao Municipal Government supported by the Japanese. He was not a very powerful person.
"His name is Su Yin, and he must have a brother named Su Jin, right?" Lin Chuang asked sarcastically.
"That's not clear." The waiter shook his head and replied.
"Do you know the woman he brought?" Lin Chuang asked again.
"I don't know, it's my first time here." The waiter said.
"Okay, step back." Lin Chuang said.
"Yes." The waiter bowed and exited the seat.
She is just the president of a small chamber of commerce who is trying to survive under the wings of the Japanese. Compared with herself, Su Jing can only be regarded as a little shrimp. As long as she wants to do something, tell Inu Yangken that the position of president of the chamber of commerce has come.
No one else.
Lin Chuang no longer has to worry about offending any powerful people, he is now planning on how to deal with Su Yin.
"Sir, do you want to mess with him?" Li Honglin asked.
Lin Chuang thought: "Although Su Yin is a regular visitor here, it seems that this is Zhang Jinlu's first time here. I wonder if the two are in love, or have already had sex? Will they go upstairs after dancing?
Open house?"
After thinking for a moment, I thought it would be better to clarify the situation first.
So he said to Li Honglin: "It's easy to get him, but don't be reckless. You go upstairs to see if Mr. Su has reserved a room?"
"Yes." Li Honglin responded, and while Zhang Jinlu turned his head to talk to Su Yin, he stepped out of the balcony and quietly walked to the third floor.
Lin Chuang saw Zhang Jinlu and Su Yin chatting happily from a distance, hiding their faces and laughing from time to time. He couldn't help but feel jealous and thought bitterly: "Zhang Jinlu, are you still thinking about marrying into the Su family and becoming a wife? Okay, I
Lin Chuang will help you and make your dream come true. Just wait, I will make Su Jing lose her job and go bankrupt tomorrow. Do you think I have the means to kill the Su family?"
Soon, Li Honglin walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he lowered the door curtain without Lin Chuang's consent.
"What's wrong?" Lin Chuang asked.
"Sir, there is indeed a room on the third floor that two people have booked long ago. However, it is not booked by Su Yin, but by Zhang Jinlu. Moreover, I also found two familiar faces. I don't know their names. Anyway, they are Zhang Jinlu's men. They are sneaky
What a shame, standing in front of the window at the end of the corridor smoking." Li Honglin said.
"What? You're having a secret love affair and you still need someone to protect you? You're too good at showing off, aren't you?" Lin Chuang said angrily.
"Sir, Zhang Jinlu is not guarding you, is he?" Li Honglin asked.
"Guarding against me? No, she and I have no engagement or official relationship. Besides, she never expected that I would come here. So, she is not guarding against me, but against the Su family. If I guessed correctly, this
I'm afraid Su Yin already has a wife." Lin Chuang analyzed.
"No way? Even if Su Yin has a wife, how dare she come to catch her? Even if they block Zhang Jinlu's house, how dare the Su family touch her?" Li Honglin didn't believe Lin Chuang's judgment.
"That's not necessarily true. What if Su Yin's wife's natal family is powerful? Didn't you see Ye Yaoxian?" Lin Chuang said.
"What should we do?" Li Honglin asked.
"Don't be busy for now. Let's find out if Su Yin has a wife. Call the waiter in," Lin Chuang said.
Li Honglin did as he was told and called the waiter in.
"Do you know the situation of Su Yin's family?" Lin Chuang asked.
"I don't know what you are asking about, sir?" the waiter asked.
"Does he have a wife?" Lin Chuang asked.
The waiter frowned and said, "Sir, we dare not reveal our guests' secrets."
This is knowing.
Lin Chuang took out a hundred dollar bill and handed it over.
The waiter took it and stopped keeping the secret from the guests. He quickly said: "Master Su has no wife..."