Shenhao: Start With Eight Yuan And Eight Seconds To Kill Ten Sets Of Shops

Chapter 120 Brother Lang’s Prostitutes Are Not Only Oiran

In the past, Ouyang Rou felt that in this world, there was only one thing that would fascinate her, and that was money!

But now, she has to be at home, then Su Lang!

Originally, Ouyang Rou just said casually with the mentality of taking a look at what Su Lang looks like.

But when Su Lang really appeared, she suddenly understood why Qin Sirong, Zhang Ziyi, and Lin Qinglan would choose to ask for money.

In other words, she wants people too!

Is money important?

If you don’t have money, you can make money, but if you don’t have people, you will have nothing.

“Guru~” Ouyang Rou swallowed cautiously: “Mr. Su, can you come on stage and play a ensemble with me?”

“Dang…”

When Ouyang Rou said this, Chen Zhiyong and others fell to the ground.

Although they have guessed the result.

But when they really heard Ouyang Rou confessed in person, they still sat on the ground uncontrollably.

Since then, the four big oiran of the previous session have all been included in the bag by Su Lang.

What’s more, from start to finish, Su Lang only used 100 yuan!

This gap is not a little bit.

Dizi No. 1 Box…

Yu Jiahang squeezed his fists hard, panting heavily.

Qin Sirong is like this, Zhang Ziyi is like this, Lin Qinglan is like this, and now Ouyang Rou is like this.

Yu Jiahang never expected that Su Lang would be rounded up by Su Lang alone.

What made him even more unexpected was that Su Lang only spent 100 in the entire process!

Yes, you heard it right, it’s 100!

Seeing Su Lang acting like this, Yu Jiahang felt uncomfortable, and his lungs were almost blown up.

He wished to slap Su Lang in the face now and beat him so hard that he didn’t even know his mother.

“Yu Shao, if you can’t bear it, you will make a big plan…” Han Shengli reminded.

“Huh~”

Yu Jiahang’s clenched fist gradually loosened, and a light smile appeared on his face: “Brother Shengli, you are right, I will bear it today. When the concert comes, I want Su Lang to look good.”

“That’s right.”

“Now it doesn’t make any sense for you to provoke Su Lang. When the concert comes, let’s show him a little bit of color.”

“Um……”

Yu Jiahang nodded, staring at Su Lang on the stage, and said gloomily: “Then let this kid be proud of it for two days!”

…

The performance soon ended, and there was another piece of paper in Su Lang’s hand.

Speaking of which, apart from the original Qin Sirong, the other three people all left him contact information.

Ah~

I often feel distressed for my handsome face…

Back to the box, everyone cheered…

“Brother Lang, awesome!”

“For 100 yuan, the four great white prostitution oirans, Lang Ge looks at the entire Beishan, and you can do it.”

“Old driver, take me, I also want to prostitute for nothing…”

“…”

White whoring?

The corners of Su Lang’s mouth twitched slightly, he really didn’t think about wanting to do nothing!

Is it possible to call a prostitute if you are saying that you love me?

At best, it can only be regarded as helping each other.

“I……”

“Boom boom boom…”

Just as Su Lang wanted to explain, there was a short knock on the door.

Chen Zhiyong volunteered to open the door.

What caught everyone’s eyes was the brilliant KTV energy, Qian Bojun.

“Chen Shao…” Qian Bojun greeted Chen Zhiyong, then looked at Su Lang.

Well, there is a trace of resentment in his eyes…

“Manager Qian…” Su Lang shivered suddenly and smiled awkwardly.

After all, I messed up just now, Su Lang was still very embarrassed about the “Leek Cutting Conference”.

“Mr. Su, just as I beg you, please stop.” Qian Bojun smiled bitterly.

Qin Sirong, Zhang Ziyi, Lin Qinglan, Ouyang Rou…

In the past, as long as these four big oirans played, they said that they were rewarded in millions.

But now?

100!

Only 100 yuan…

Qian Bojun was about to cry.

If Su Lang doesn’t stop, Qian Bojun feels that this “Leek Cutting Conference” cannot be held.

Close hand?

One said, he hadn’t done anything at all.

“Ahem~” Su Lang coughed and said, “Manager Qian, you can’t blame me for this.”

“At the beginning, I took the initiative to call home, and the rest, I didn’t participate at all.”

“They all invited me to come on stage, and the atmosphere is here. I can’t refuse, right?”

It makes sense, but I can’t object to it.

Wait, what am I here for?

I’m here to ask Su Lang to stop. Even if I can’t object, I must object.

“Mr. Su, this is the contact information of all the girls, please stop on stage, okay?” As he said, Qian Bojun took a note from his pocket and stuffed it into Su Lang’s hands abruptly: ” Mr. Su, even if I beg you…”

Qin Sirong: 187…

Zhang Ziyi: 138…

Lin Qinglan:…

…

Looking at the note in his hand and the phone on it, Su Lang felt speechless.

He really didn’t want to be a prostitute!

This is really unexpected!

“Manager Qian, this is really a misunderstanding…”

“Mr. Su, you don’t want to say more, I know, I know…” Qian Bojun nodded and said with a serious face: “Mr. Su, please…”

After all, Qian Bojun didn’t give Su Lang a chance to explain at all, so he turned around and left.

Su Lang: “…”

This is really a misunderstanding, he really didn’t want to use prostitution.

He didn’t use this contact information at all.

“Tsk tut…”

Just when Su Lang was stunned, a group of young rich second generations such as Chen Zhiyong were already uttered in a stunned voice behind him.

Su Lang’s mouth twitched slightly:

“Ahem~”

“I said all this is a misunderstanding, do you believe it?”

“Believe! Of course you can, Brother Lang, what do you say, what do we believe.”

“Others lose and spend money to buy contact information. When you arrive at Brother Lang, Qian Bojun will send it directly. Brother Lang, you are a real drop of cowhide.”

“I’ve decided, and I’ll follow your appearance like Brother Lang from now on…”

“…”

Then a group of rich second generations took out their mobile phones and shot Su Lang frantically.

Su Lang: “…”

…

After the brief episode, the Oiran Conference continued.

“10 flower baskets…”

“Five crowns…”

“…”

This time, the Oiran Conference was finally back on track.

But the scene was much worse than before.

No way, more than 4 of the most brilliant golden flowers have been picked.

Although the remaining girls are not bad, there is still a slight gap compared with Qin Sirong and others.

Soon the oiran meeting ended.

There is no doubt that the biggest winner is Su Lang.

“Today is a long experience, and the princess sometimes doesn’t love money.”

“The four big oirans who took 100 yuan to whore are really hell…”

“…”

When leaving, Chen Zhiyong heard everyone’s comments.

The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

Brother Lang not only prostituted the four great oirans, but also rounded up all the splendid princesses!