In 2008, there were no entertainment venues in Guangzhou that were clean or provided some special services. They would have been driven out of business by the competition of survival of the fittest.
Ma Haijun has served so many leaders and knows these places very well.
He was surprised at two points:
Isn’t Mr. Chen a college student? Can he go to these places?
That "Song Shiwei" at noon is Mr. Chen's girlfriend, right? She is so beautiful. Mr. Chen is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, so he wants to sneak some wild vegetables on the roadside?
However, as we all know, Ma Haijun is a very professional driver. He will carry out the boss's orders no matter how doubtful he is.
So after eating, the Mercedes-Benz S600 drove Chen Zhu, Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen, and Chen Yunpeng straight to the "Yunhaiyue Club".
Lao Zeng didn't go, and he didn't even know that Chen Zhu would take these people to the club. He thought the dinner was over and went back to the hotel to rest.
Therefore, Lao Zeng is only suitable for technical work. Today, in terms of reception, if Chen Zhu had not been interviewed in person early, he would not have said a lot of things.
When they arrived at the entrance of Yunhaiyue Club, Chen Zhu said to Ma Haijun, "Wait for me at the door," and led Wang Haibin and the three of them inside in a familiar manner.
Why does it say "familiar homes and familiar roads"? Because the last time Chen Zhu came to see Wang Youqing, he slept with a woman here.
The four grown men standing in the lobby were quite eye-catching. Soon the female lobby manager came over and asked: "Handsome man, do you want a massage?"
Chen Zhu glanced at her. She was in her thirties, good-looking, about 1.65 meters tall, and had a good figure.
The places that should be thin are thin, and the places that should be plump are not too small.
It might have been a red card when I was young, but now that I'm older, I'm starting to do chores for welcoming guests and sending them off.
"I was introduced by President Wang Youqing."
Chen Zhu said calmly.
Chen Chu is a good cadre who abides by laws and regulations, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand these things. Recommendations from acquaintances and referrals from strangers are two completely different services.
Sure enough, when she heard the name "Wang Youqing", the female manager in the lobby was stunned for a moment and quickly asked: "Are you Mr. Wang's guest? Where are the others?"
The lobby manager sounded a little skeptical, maybe because he thought these people were too young.
Don't pretend to be Mr. Wang's friend, but he is actually a reporter who wants to gain fame, so he is not afraid of death and comes to conduct "incognito private interviews".
But if "Yunhaiyue" can open its doors for business, it is certain that this report will not be published.
It's just that it's very troublesome and requires giving away a lot of favors, so I stick to the point of view of "it's better to kill by mistake than let go" and would rather not take the business of these four people.
Of course Chen Zhu was not here to cause trouble, but he understood the other party's vigilance and smiled and dialed Wang Youqing's number.
After saying a few words, he handed the phone to the lobby manager.
"Hey...Brother Wang, it's really you...Understand, understand, absolutely no problem...You should come more often when you have time..."
After the lobby manager confirmed his identity, his face was already full of enthusiasm: "Brother Wang told me to make arrangements. I dare not disobey his instructions."
"Thanks."
Chen Zhu said politely, but in fact he was complaining in his heart.
How many sisters has this big-time civil servant slept with here, so that mentioning his name is so helpful.
While Chen Zhu was chatting with the female manager in the lobby, Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen, and Chen Yunpeng, three engineers who currently had little knowledge, were already dazzled by the interior decoration of the club.
Yunhaiyue is a European style that is very trendy in this era, with magnificent chandeliers, ornately decorated walls, and fake paintings by famous Chinese and foreign artists hanging everywhere, making it look like a palace in a small European country.
Forget it, the air was still filled with the sweet smell of perfume, and girls wearing black cheongsam ran past from time to time.
Wearing high heels, they stepped on the floor as translucent as a mirror, and their skirts flew up and down like beautiful butterflies.
Under the arrangement of the lobby manager, they skillfully held the arms of each guest, no matter how old he was or whether he was ugly or not.
Just like a butterfly, no matter what kind of flower it is, as long as it has honey.
"Old Wei, I remember you are still a virgin."
Chen Yunpeng had already anticipated what was going to happen next. He was both looking forward to it and feeling anxious, and his heart was already beating hard.
But it's impossible to back down. I'm an adult and I'm single. Why can't I give it a try?
Besides, if you refuse, wouldn’t it mean that you have betrayed the good intentions of others?
Perhaps this is the real highlight of business negotiations, and the previous drinking and bragging were just the appetizer.
"fart."
Wei Zhen replied angrily: "When I returned to my hometown during the Chinese New Year, I had already been baptized in the hair salon!"
After a man reaches the age of 25, the status of "virgin" seems to become an insulting label.
"It's going to be quite expensive tonight."
Wang Haibin ignored the bickering between the two friends and thought about things on another level.
Just a casual estimate, from the meal to the present, the entertainment expenses may be at least 1 W or more.
At this time, because of Wang Youqing's reputation, the female manager in the lobby brought over four beautiful and very young girls.
She also said to Chen Zhu mysteriously: "There is one who just arrived this year."
I don't know if "newly arrived" means "just off the sea". Chen Zhu didn't ask any more questions, but simply said: "Additional tip of 200 per person."
"Thank you boss!"
The lobby manager hurriedly thanked me.
"You're welcome."
Chen Zhu added another sentence: "Remember, Mr. Du Wang's account."
There must be a lot of money for entertainment. Although Wang Haibin and you don't know each other, what's wrong with inviting a few brothers to have fun?
…
Four little sisters came in a hurry. They knew that the people they were serving tonight were the four men in front of them.
But the manager did not say who must serve whom.
So, the four of them almost rushed towards Chen Zhu together.
You can accompany anyone, so why not choose a handsome and fair boy like Chen?
As a result, Chen Zhu took a step back, waved his hand and said, "I will choose last, and the guests will be invited first."
Wang Haibin and the others knew that this was not polite, so they simply declined and each picked a "butterfly".
Then, under the guidance of the waiter, we entered the dark and charming small room on the negative floor.
The remaining girl was originally the least beautiful among the four, but she didn't expect that Chen Zuo's piece of "Tang Monk Meat" would actually fall into her mouth.
She was so happy that she was about to hold Chen Zhuo's arm, but she heard this handsome boy say: "I'm gay, I came here with a client, I like men..."
After saying that, he walked away.
The girl and the lobby manager were left looking at each other.
…
Ma Haijun was sitting in his car in the parking lot on the first floor of the club.
He was used to this kind of moment - the leaders were sweating in the club, and he was waiting leisurely and a little boringly in the car.
It usually takes two or three hours. It's not that the leaders can persist for this long, but the service process of the club is so rich.
Ma Haijun usually takes a nap or calls his daughter, who is in elementary school. Hearing her light and melodious voice like a bird makes him feel much happier.
Today, while he was on the phone with his daughter, he suddenly felt the back door of the car being opened.
Ma Haijun quickly turned his head to look, but he didn't expect it to be Chen Zhu.
"Dad, I learned how to braid hair today. When you get home, I will braid it for you...Dad, why don't you say anything..."
While Ma Haijun was stunned, his daughter was shouting noisily on the phone.
"Your daughter is talking."
Chen Zhu sat directly in the back row and said softly: "You should also say something back."
"Oh oh oh..."
Only then did Ma Haijun react, responded perfunctorily, and then straightened his back slightly nervously.
Chen Zhu knew that Ma Haijun was confused, but he would not explain it specifically to the driver. He just opened the window slightly to let in a bit of cool night breeze.
Then I took out the books from class and started reviewing them quietly.
As time went by, Chen Zhu became more and more focused in reciting.
Ma Haijun's expression gradually changed from the initial shock to relaxation and admiration as he read each professional economics vocabulary.
"Mr. Chen, you seem to be a real scholar."
Ma Haijun thought to himself.
In China, especially parents whose children are already in school, they have a special filter for "students".
Even if they make any mistakes, others will help find excuses.
The cold moon is like a hook, accompanied by a few shining stars and a few white clouds like lotus leaves, as if they want to wrap a leaf of moonlight and send it back to the distant Tang poetry.
Ma Haijun doesn't read much, but he enjoys such an artistic conception.
Occasionally I heard Mr. Chen talking to someone on the phone. His tone was not as calm and deep as usual, but instead he was laughing and joking.
"It should be Mr. Chen's girlfriend."
Ma Haijun speculated.
More than two hours later, Chen Zhu's cell phone rang, and Wang Haibin asked where Chen Zhu was.
Chen Zhu said that he had just come out and returned to the car.
Soon, Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen and Chen Yunpeng appeared in the parking lot.
They were obviously very satisfied, and they were pushing each other excitedly, just like roommates who came out from the Internet cafe for a night in college.
“It’s really informative.”
After Wei Zhen got in the car, he said "tsk tsk": "It turns out that all the actions in the movie are real. I almost don't want to see them anymore."
A man can say such things to another man, which shows that he doesn't have much defense in his heart.
"yes."
Chen Yunpeng also echoed: "After it was over, I heard their high heels clicking on the ground and going to meet other men again. I felt really sad."
"Holy shit..."
Chen Zhu thought to himself that he should never have this kind of mentality.
He turned his head and said with a smile: "Be careful, the sound of their high heels clicking does not mean that they are returning, but that they are passing by..."
Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen and Chen Yunpeng all graduated from prestigious schools, and they immediately recognized that Chen Zhu was quoting Zheng Chouyu's "Error" to warn him:
My dada's horseshoes are beautiful bugs.
I am not a returnee, I am a passerby.
The elegance of a scholar is nothing more than this.
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Chapter completed!