Beijing is the place with the most bars in China, and it is said that there are about 400 bars.
Sanlitun Bar Street has always been the favorite of young people who love to go clubbing. At night, it is crowded with people, and if you arrive late, you can't find a seat at all. The talented people gather together, and the decadent scene of drunkenness and wealth whizzing on the streets once made people feel like Sanlitun
Only at night in Beijing. At night in Beijing, every inch of the air in Sanlitun emits a charming attraction, making you walk unknowingly to the streets with shining lights and open one door after another.
"The wind blows in Sanlitun, the rain hits Havana, I am in the mustard shop, and my heart is with Sucia. I am cool with wine, and I am a singer, and I am in the sky, singing folk songs. I am looking for hidden trees in the Happy Garden, where boys and girls can hide.
Enter Daisy's cabin. Drink blackcurrants in the white house, and drink the sun out on the horizon. After drinking Corona, have tacos, finish Fujita, and drink vodka..." This is how the bar club master describes the bars in Sanlitun.
street.
Zhang Yan drove the Dash cautiously, secretly wondering why the founder wanted to go to Sanlitun Bar Street. Bars are places of indulgence, glitz and glamour. Zhang Yan could not, under any circumstances, treat Zhang Hupan, a detached and immortal figure like this.
It is associated with that kind of place. What's more, although Sanlitun Bar Street is still the "originator" of fashion and the most prosperous bar street in Beijing, it has long been reduced to a place of ecstasy every night, and pimps have often hurt people.
It happened. Could it be that Grandmaster Yehao said that? A dirty idea suddenly popped up in Zhang Yan’s mind. As soon as this idea came out, Zhang Yan wanted to slap himself in the face. What a sin, what a sin!
From afar, I saw the Meihu Bar that Ho Chi Minh mentioned. Looking at the name of this bar, I guess there are many beauties. It deserves to be from the 203 Pervert Dormitory. Zhang Hupan shook his head secretly.
The indulgent and sensual life in the bar, the decadent passion and the indifferent, otherworldly ascetic-style monasticism are two extreme lifestyles that are completely incompatible. However, Zhang Hupan felt something strange when he arrived at this place that exuded a strong atmosphere of ambiguity.
There was a sense of intimacy, and even a few street girls who were wearing a little revealing clothes didn't seem so dirty and hateful in Zhang Hupan's eyes. It was such a strange feeling and mentality. Zhang Hupan shook his head secretly again.
"I'll just get off here, and you won't have to come to pick me up at night!" Zhang Hupan said to Zhang Yan calmly when they were still some distance away from the Meihu Bar.
"Yes" Zhang Yan responded respectfully and parked the car smoothly on the side of the road. He was even more puzzled in his heart. Could it be that the Patriarch was planning to spend the night in this windy and snowy place? Of course, Zhang Yan didn't have the courage to do so.
I dare not ask about the private life of the grandmaster, but after Zhang Yan returned to the hotel, he immediately replaced the two most charming waiters in the presidential suite. This Wudang disciple is really filial.
From time to time, "chicken heads" greeted Zhang Hupan, and the "lady" hiding in the dark also winked at Zhang Hupan, making Zhang Hupan admire all the way that Beijing is really an open place and deserves to be the national cultural center!
Meihu Bar is larger than West Paradise, and the atmosphere is much more intense and wild than West Paradise.
There is an endless stream of people entering the bar, either well-dressed or in strange costumes. There are all kinds of people. The bar is a place that does not pay attention to status and status. Even if you only have the money for a bottle of beer, you can hang out there.
One night, this may be the reason why many people like to go to bars, or it may be the reason why Zhang Hupan likes bars, because here he can completely forget his identity as a cultivator.
Although the night has not yet fallen, the bar is already overcrowded. The heavy metal music is loud and noisy. There is an indescribable complex smell floating in the air. The pole girl on the stage performs tirelessly to the music. These strange things
The elements are mixed together to form a decadent atmosphere, allowing tired urbanites to find a sense of freedom, indulgence, sensuality, confusion, and a feeling of incomparable relaxation.
In such a desolate state, Zhang Hupan's eyes were still deep and clear, without a trace of distracting thoughts. As soon as he stepped into the door, Zhang Hupan's eyes instantly locked on an open booth not far away, and the corners of his mouth evoked a charming smile.
Smile.
With his traitor hairstyle, plump figure, and lustful mung bean eyes, Ho Chi Minh has not changed at all. The only change seems to be that his face has accumulated more years, and his whole person seems to have matured a lot. Zhang Zhipeng and Ma Guojie are still in the third level of disability.
Wandering on the edge, Zhang Hupan has not climbed any higher in the past few years since he left. He has gained a lot of weight, probably because of work.
There were about a dozen bottles of beer and some fruit platters on the glass rectangular table. Although Zhang Hupan was walking towards them, they still glanced at the door from time to time. It seemed that Zhang Hupan's change made them not recognize it for a while, and of course they didn't recognize it when they glanced.
Forget to take the opportunity to scan a woman's breasts, buttocks and other key parts.
"Why, is anyone else coming?" Zhang Hupan stood in front of them and said with a smile.
"Boss!" The three of them exclaimed in unison. First, each of them gave Zhang Hupan a warm hug, and then they all stared at Zhang Hupan in disbelief for a long time.
"What's wrong, did I draw a flower on my face?" Zhang Hupan sat down next to Hu Zhiming and said with a smile. No matter how high his level of cultivation was, Zhang Hupan's whole body was still hairy after being stared at by three grown men for a long time.
"Boss, you have changed!" Ho Chi Minh said.
"I'm still me, you must be saying I've gotten taller!" Zhang Hupan said with a smile.
"It's not a matter of height. Your whole person has changed. It's just that I can't describe the change. Anyway, it's the kind of change that makes you look more interesting." Ho Chi Minh said seriously.
"Haha, I've always had good taste, did you just realize it today?" Zhang Hupan said with a smile. Zhang Hupan was very happy when he saw his former roommate, and for the first time in his life, he said something bad.
"Cut!" The three of them made a gesture of contempt towards Zhang Hupan almost at the same time. It is estimated that they are the only ones in the world who dare to do such an action in front of Zhang Hupan.
"Boss, let's not talk about anything else. I'll punish myself with three bottles first. I haven't contacted my brother for such a long time!" Hu Zhiming said with a fierce look in his eyes, and the other two people also stared at Zhang Hupan.
Isn't it just three bottles of beer? I, Zhang Hupan, am a big beer brewer. Zhang Hupan didn't say anything, just popped his thumb up, the bottle cap fell off, and he finished one bottle without even taking a breath, and the other two bottles.
It was done easily. The three of them were dumbfounded and exclaimed that he was awesome. At the same time, they were secretly unwilling to accept it. They didn't expect this kid to be so powerful. It seemed that the only way to deal with him was to find another way to deal with him. Not hearing anything from him for five years was not a big sin. Why?
If they could just let it go, the three of them secretly winked at each other.
"Boss, let's chat while playing, whoever loses will drink!" Hu Zhiming said, putting his arm around Zhang Hupan's shoulders, holding the dice in his hand. It was obvious that this was a bad idea that the three of them came up with.
Zhang Hupan secretly laughed. These guys haven't seen each other for five years. It seems that their memory is much worse. They have won anything they played with me. Will this lottery be an exception? If you want to play, then let's play.
The three of them took turns playing with Zhang Hupan, and of course they lost more and won less. Even if they won occasionally, it was because Zhang Hupan let things go.
During the chat, Zhang Hupan learned that Hu Zhiming was currently engaged in marketing and had good performance. He was now a marketing manager with a monthly salary of over 10,000 yuan, and was considered a white-collar worker. Zhang Zhipeng and Ma Guojie were in the same unit and were engaged in scientific research. Although
Even though they are worse off than Ho Chi Minh, they can still be considered among the white-collar workers. Since the three of them are still single, they often get together on weekends, of course at the Meihu Bar where there are many beauties.
"Boss, are you planning to go to Beijing this time? If you don't have a place to go, you can come to my brother. I am also a department manager now. I am just a bit embarrassed to let you work under me." Hu Zhiming asked with a smile.
He said, his mouth smelled of alcohol, and he seemed to have drank a lot.
Zhang Hupan was stunned when he heard this. He seemed to have never considered the issue of development and finding a job. However, finding a job and living a working-class life might be more interesting. Anyway, he planned to stay in Beijing.
For a period of time, on the one hand, I can get together with Ho Chi Minh and others, and on the other hand, I can find out who is behind the provocation of Wudang.
"With this kind of plan, you don't need to worry about work anymore, haha," Zhang Hupan said with a smile. Looking for a job should also be a more interesting thing.
"Second brother, don't worry. With the boss's ability to pick up girls, as long as the person in charge of personnel is a mother, there is no way to escape from the clutches of the boss!" Zhang Zhipeng said, with a malicious and lewd expression on his face.
Zhang Hupan knocked Zhang Zhipeng on the head angrily. Looking for a job is not about picking up girls. I really don't know what is in these guys' heads.
Just when Zhang Hupan was about to severely criticize them, he suddenly found that they all seemed to have lost their souls, staring blankly into the distance. Zhang Hupan followed their sights curiously, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.
There was a tall, cool-looking woman sitting at the bar in the distance, drinking the beer in her hand as if thoughtfully.
I didn't expect that there would be such a stunning woman in a place like this. No wonder the three of them looked like pig brothers. Zhang Hupan shook his head secretly and looked back.
"What a sexy figure, what a pretty face. If I could sleep with such a woman for one night, I would have no regrets in this life!" Ho Chi Minh sighed with emotion, his eyes still fixed on the woman.
"Second brother, you can go up and give it a try. Maybe you can sell it too." Zhang Zhipeng said with a drunken mouth. Although he wanted to go up too, he was a scientific researcher who was timid after all.
"Go up, you will die under the peonies, you can be a romantic ghost, today I will try my best, old Hu." Ho Chi Minh stood up unsteadily. It is true that wine can strengthen courage. Normally, although Ho Chi Minh was full of lust,
I will still consider it.
Zhang Hupan watched Hu Zhiming staggering towards the glamorous woman without stopping him. He smiled at Hu Zhiming's bold behavior. He went up to strike up a conversation and have fun without missing a piece of meat. Why should he?
Go and stop her! In fact, it can be seen from the countless lustful glances around her that are shooting in the same direction. There are quite a few people in this bar who are interested in this woman, but they all have a wait-and-see attitude. Only Ho Chi Minh
Drinking and having sex will kill you.
When Zhang Zhipeng and Ma Guojie saw that Hu Zhiming was indeed dispatched, they all whistled to encourage them. Zhang Hupan also whistled on a whim. After blowing, he secretly laughed in his heart. He didn't expect that he would have such a frivolous day. It was really interesting.
"I think I must have seen you somewhere before!" Ho Chi Minh shamelessly sat down next to the cold and charming woman, flipping his hair in a way that he thought was very cool, and said with a serious and surprised look.
Zhang Hupan's hearing is extremely good. Hu Zhiming's chatting words almost made Zhang Hupan faint. Is this the second child of 203? This pick-up technique is too bad, and there is no innovation at all!