In the world of dragons, only I am not attacked

Chapter 173 Art Dream

After the part-time job ended, Li Chenguang was called over.

He followed the positioning and came to a magnificent gate.

After giving his name, he was taken to a box on the third floor by the waiter in a sexy v-neck low-cut suit.

Two waitresses from Hou Gang at the door opened the door for Li Chenguang.

Li Chenguang glanced at the veil-like clothes on the two of them, and he seemed to be able to see the snow-white skin underneath.

I thought to myself, what the hell.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see that it is decorated with exquisite Western European style. Under the illumination of two huge crystal chandeliers above your head, a group of young men and women are having fun in the box

The room was smoky, filled with the smell of smoke and alcohol, and of course the seductive smell of perfume from a woman.

The private room was unexpectedly large, as far as the eye could see, there were two couples of men and women sitting on the sofa that looked like an emperor's dragon chair, and in front of the TV, a boy was drinking and singing with a girl in his arms.

Behind the pool table,

A man was lying on top of a woman, with a cue stick going in through the hem of the woman's clothes, and then out through the hunk, aiming the stick there, it was quite exciting to play.

Then the back door of the box is half-transparent, and at a glance, the brighter place outside is the casino, with a swimming pool, and several couples of men and women are playing inside.

Just open the door and go out.

There are also two bowling lanes where a boy is bowling alone.

The one who was playing bowling, Li Chenguang still recognized through the glass window, it was Xi Yinghao who played script killing together last time.

Then, there was a booth next to the box, and a group of bands were called to sing on the booth.

In this spacious box that can't be seen at a glance, there are really many entertainment methods, like another world.

How much does this cost.

Seeing Li Chenguang coming in, Leng Guansheng who was sitting on the sofa waved to Li Chenguang, "Come here, come and sit down."

Li Chenguang walked over and sat down on the single sofa next to him.

"Why did you come here?"

"I came early enough, and not everyone is so free."

And today, in order to come here, Li Chenguang lost the exclusive benefits of fried chicken and Coke after get off work.

Leng Guansheng was speechless, pointing to the red wine, beer, cocktails, and the pile of snacks and cakes on the table, "Don't worry about your broken fried chicken, there is so much food here, isn't it enough for you? Come on, Let me introduce myself to you here."

While talking, Xi Yinghao also opened the door and walked over, and said with a smile, "Here we come."

……

……

Yin Ruosheng received a call from a private club today.

She needs to be there.

It was a messy place, and she didn't really want to go there.

Because I have been there several times before, my memory is not very good.

In the past, there were either some big bosses, or some people with very strong backgrounds. None of them regarded themselves as human beings, and of course, they would not treat others as human beings either.

There's always something going on.

But the other party gave too much.

Reminiscent of how her mother called to collect debts before, in order to feel better this month, she still accepted it.

Anyway, no one cares about himself if something goes wrong.

As usual, Yin Ruosheng came over with a heavy makeup on.

The beautiful and stylish manager in a cheongsam waved frantically when he saw her coming, "Hurry up, hurry up, a few ancestors are here, and I will curse people later, hurry up and change clothes first."

Yin Ruosheng confirmed again, "Is it really that much? Is it really just singing? I'm not in charge of warming up."

In fact, they do not accept customers.

"No, we'll close the doors if you want to warm up the show. You can just sing honestly. The male singer was kicked down just now. His rapping is not as good as a drake, and he was sent to the hospital."

Yin Ruosheng was shocked, "...you still told me there was no danger."

"People want women to sing, not men to sing."

The manager answered calmly, "Besides, you have to think clearly about 5000 a night, not every time you have such an opportunity."

Yin Ruosheng hesitated, "...do you have work-related injury insurance if you get injured?"

"Have."

"That's it."

I risked it all.

"Go and change clothes."

"Why is it so troublesome to change clothes?"

"Xiang'er, you can take her there, you were recommended by Xiang'er."

Then Xiang'er brought Yin Ruosheng to the dressing room.

"Sister Sheng, you should wear this suit."

Xiang'er spoke bluntly, and took out a set of skirts that were barely long, because the rule on the third floor was that the skirts should not be above the knees, and the thighs must be exposed.

Yin Ruosheng looked at Xiang'er, "Thank you, so you recommended me."

Xiang'er smiled shyly at her, "That's because Sister Sheng sang well."

The two met because they knew during a chat that Yin Ruosheng not only had to take care of his elder brother, younger brother, father, and mother to raise money, but also had a musical dream of his own, and he had been working hard to advance towards this dream.

And Xiang'er is a fair and clean little girl, with thin arms and legs, her exposed white arms and round thighs are also dazzling white, which is her appearance capital enough to receive customers, but she is just a waiter, and she doesn't do those things, she I always think that I will learn to paint after earning enough money. Art is always very expensive.

Xiang'er looked at Yin Ruosheng enviously, "Sister Sheng is really amazing, she can support herself by singing."

She admired Yin Ruosheng so much. At about the same age, Yin Ruosheng was already self-reliant and earning a lot of money, but she couldn't make any money from painting.

Obviously, the two have similar dreams.

"I'm not far off."

Yin Ruosheng said while changing clothes, "Xiang'er, listen to me, don't do it here, this place is too messy, let's change jobs."

Xiang'er showed a somewhat lonely look, "Where would we want us who don't know anything, that's all we want here, and we'll give more."

"..."

It is indeed too much to give.

The two don't even know each other's real name.

Yin Ruosheng could only say, "Be careful."

Then he carried the guitar on his back, and led by Xiang'er, hurried to the third floor.

There are only two opposite boxes on the third floor.

This place is quite special, most of the time it would rather be empty than open to receive guests, and it is not allowed to enter without a certain status.

But today there are people on both sides here, which surprised Yin Ruosheng.

Xiang'er took her to the right box.

In the box, a lot of men and women were drinking, having fun and playing games.

Looking at the piles of high-end foreign wine and stacks of banknotes on the table, Yin Ruosheng knew why the girls in this box were having so much fun.

The wine commission for one night is much higher than hers.

Moreover, with a drink of [-], all those women were drunk.

It is indeed a few young masters who don't take money as money.

But she was not envious. Under the dim and ambiguous light, she could see the men's hands groping the women's thighs and bodies all the time.

Yin Ruosheng went straight to the side band platform, and there were only 3 members left in the band. It seemed that the singer was indeed beaten, and she was pulled on top.

Yin Ruosheng is somewhat famous in the nightclubs, but it's not known whether it's because of her ugliness, because of her songs, or a combination of both.

She stood up tremblingly, trying her best to play her voice, she didn't want to be beaten.

She slightly parted her red lips, took a few glances, and quickly found the boss of the group of people.

A red-haired boy smoking a cigarette sitting on the single sofa next to him.

No one cared about him, and everyone naturally left space for him.

Yin Ruosheng took a look and found that he didn't recognize him.

Her network is not extensive, but she meets a lot of people, after all, she often hangs out at nightclubs.

Just like the people playing here, he has seen several of them several times, but he has never seen the red-haired one.

Inadvertently glanced at another unbearable picture, and hurriedly looked away.

Yang Qingqiang was smoking a cigarette in the corner very depressed.

Damn Li Wei, he was not allowed to participate in the annihilation of the alien beasts, so he just sent him out.

Then Lu Hua found a bunch of his friends in this place, and everyone came out to play together.

"Well, look down on people."

Yang Qingqiang threw the cigarette on the ground casually, and stomped it out with one foot, as if he was stomping on Li Wei's face, and crushed it back and forth fiercely.

The hostility on that face made even women who wanted to get close to him shy away.

The green-haired Gong Wenhao, who was playing cards on the left sofa next to him, looked at him and said, "Brother Yang, come and play, it's useless for you to sit there and smoke all the time, then Li Wei made it clear that we won't let us join the front line."

Lu Hua on Yang Qiangqiang's right hand played a card casually, and said, "It's really annoying, Li Wei is obviously afraid that we will share his credit when we go to the front line."

"That dog just looks down on us."

Gong Wenhao said with a smile, "He dares, who dares to look down on Brother Yang, even if he is an S-level power user, it's not just a matter of Brother Yang's words."

"He really dares to collude with the director of the Ability Department to fool us."

Yang Qingqiang had enough rest, and wanted to investigate the strange beasts and space cracks, but he was completely shirked by Ning Wenwei, the director of the supernatural power department, who was proficient in Tai Chi.

Don't let the three of them get involved in any business at all.

Just arrange for the three of them to hang out and play casually.

Do I need to come here to play?

Who is Yang Qingqiang? After all, he has been among a bunch of old and cunning people. He naturally knows what Ning Wenwei and Li Wei are up to. The two old men just look down on them and want to give them away.

Perfunctory them everywhere.

Does this make him angry?

He came here with great ambition to make contributions, which impressed his family.

Now I can only sit in this box...

Gong Wenhao persuaded, "Brother Yang, forget it, anyway, we will have a share of the credit in the end, so it will be much more convenient to go up in the future."

"Fart, what others donate is the same as what I fight for myself."

Yang Qingqiang lit another cigarette while talking.

The women here are all human beings. From the attitudes of other people, it can be inferred that the status of these three people is noble, and the three of them dare not disturb them at all.

Yang Qingqiang felt that he was like that talented literati with nowhere to display his ambitions, and he was very wronged.

He's here to make contributions, not to sit and drink and play cards with them.

Of course, what annoyed him the most was that Li Wei and Ning Wenwei looked down on him...

The two guys who were obedient and obedient did not take themselves seriously at all.

What is a supernatural power division!
The more Yang Qingqiang thought about it, the more panicked he became.

There is nowhere to vent the evil fire.

He glanced at the exquisitely dressed and sexy women in the box, all of them with internet celebrity faces, he was really not interested at all.

Mainly from childhood to adulthood, I vomited.

All of them had hypocritical smiles on their faces, they were just trying to make money from themselves.

He doesn't mind others taking money from him, but you have to be able to fool his eyes, at least you have to smile professionally enough.

Bunch of whores!
While thinking about it, I saw Xiang'er coming in with a plate of candied fruit, leaning over her pretty body and putting the things down on the table.

Then facing the crowd, slowly moving Bai Jing's legs back.

Because the rule here is to face the guests when exiting the room, and not to be rude to the guests.

Yang Qingqiang looked Yan Xiang'er up and down. She was wearing a white slim-fit short-sleeve paired with a black miniskirt, which was the standard attire for the waiters here, but she showed a literary and pure beauty when she wore it.

The beautiful little face is expressionless, but it gives off a pure and shy taste, like a bud in bud, fresh and white, and the skin on the thighs and arms is indeed whiter and tenderer than lilies.

Yang Qingqiang got tired of looking at those vulgar women beside him, so he casually pointed at Xiang'er, "Come here."

"..."

Xiang'er glanced at Yang Qingqiang in surprise, but walked over slowly.

The manager explained that all the guests here are distinguished guests, and we must try our best to meet all the requirements of the guests.

"May I ask what's going on?"

"Sit down with me."

As Yang Qingqiang said, he stretched out his hand and pulled Xiang'er into his arms.

Xiang'er was taken aback.

"Ah" screamed, struggling to say, "I don't do this, I'm sorry, I'm just a waiter, if you need it, I'll talk to the manager."

"Don't talk nonsense to me, just stay here as long as you are told."

Yang Qingqiang casually took two stacks from the table, which was 2 yuan, and stuffed them directly into Xianger's mouth, "I can't do without you", and stretched out his hand to touch the other person.

Xiang'er was taken aback, and subconsciously slapped Yang Qingqiang's face.

"Clap" sound.

The box, which was bustling just now, was immediately slammed into silence by this slap.

Everyone looked at Xiang'er in surprise.

I was surprised that this little waiter would dare to slap Young Master Yang across the face.

The band also stopped.

Yin Ruosheng couldn't sing anymore, she knew it was going to be bad, it was over.

Xiang'er herself was frightened and cried.

He said tremblingly, "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it, I'll go to the manager."

Then I wanted to run away.

But it was Yang Qingqiang, who exploded from behind, grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the tea table in front.

"Drafting, even you dare to look down on me? It's useless to find a manager today."

Yang Qingqiang was so angry that he slapped her first, then got up and pressed on her, reaching out to grab Xiang'er's clothes.

"Please, no, I'm not doing this, sorry..."

Xiang'er could only cry, kicking her legs wildly, desperately begging for mercy.

Yin Ruosheng finished reading it.

She had seen this situation several times before, but she pretended she hadn't seen it.

She is an ordinary little girl, what can she do.

But Xianger...

The two can be regarded as friends. They have eaten together, chatted, and talked about their dreams. Xiang'er always has a shallow, shy smile and says that when she saves enough money, she will go to learn painting.

Yin Ruosheng felt a pain in his heart, and quickly ran out of the box door.

It turned out that the manager was outside.

Yin Ruosheng hurried forward, "It's not good, it's not good, Xiang'er..."

She told the story.

But the manager was completely unmoved.

Just stand around.

Comfort her, "Don't worry, the other party will settle it with money."

"It's not about money, Xiang'er is not..."

The manager turned cold, "Since we do it here, there are rules here. She should be mentally prepared to meet all the needs of the guests."

Yin Ruosheng anxiously replied, "She's not mentally prepared."

That silly girl just wanted to make more money. Her family didn't support her and wanted her to work part-time. She wanted to save money to learn painting.

The manager said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about it."

Then he leaned into Yin Ruosheng's ear, said a name, and said in a low voice, "Let me tell you this, let alone Xiang'er, even the boss's sister is being pressed there now, and the boss has to obediently watch at the door. Reality! As long as you don't want to die."

Yin Ruosheng swallowed her saliva, seeing a bunch of security guards standing at the door, but none of them dared to go in and stop them, her heart suddenly turned cold.

The manager said unhappily, "Sing your song, the rest is none of your business."

She could only go back silently.

As soon as he entered the box, he saw the red-haired Yang Qing pressing on Xiang'er, and Xiang'er's two pairs of dazzling slender white legs were kicking around, crying and shouting at the same time.

"Manager, help me, help me, woo~~~"

Yin Ruosheng looked at the indifferent manager standing outside the door, then at the crazy Yang Qingqiang, and then looked at the expressions of everyone around who were watching the show, talking and laughing around, admiring the misery and crying Xianger in the middle, she seemed to see herself tomorrow.

"Wow~~~Woo~~~Sister Sheng, help, save me~~~"

She didn't know where the courage came from, she gritted her teeth, took a vase from the side, rushed up, and smashed the bottle on Yang Qingqiang's forehead...

"Bang Dang", everyone was stunned.

At that time, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, thinking that this ugly girl must be crazy, and she will be cemented into the road tonight...

(End of this chapter)