Dandy Union Bar.

As soon as he entered the door, Shen Lang felt as if he had entered another world.

Gold walls, crystal floors, agate ceilings, this bar is estimated to cost several billion, or even more.

Brother Lang came in using the reputation of Pig Boy, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to get into the parking lot.

As the name suggests, this is a bar specially opened for dandy boys.

There is basically no consumption below 10,000 yuan here, and a bottle of water costs more than 10,000 yuan.

At this time, there were not many people, about thirty people.

Shen Lang knew that he had arrived early, so he found Zhuang Mengdie's favorite seat and sat in the back.

After snapping his fingers, the waiter came over. "Brother, what do you want to order?"

Don't underestimate the waiters here. The waiters here are selected by drawing numbers. Whichever membership number you draw, you will come to work as a waiter even if the sky falls.

"Let's have a cup of Hongchen with you." Shen Lang said.

The name of this wine was given by the pig boy. Hongchen has you in this clear bar. It is a medium-sized wine, and a cup costs about 70,000.

The most expensive one costs hundreds of thousands a cup.

A glass of wine worth hundreds of thousands, even if he could go to heaven if he drank it, Shen Lang would never drink it.

After a while, you brought me the cup of red dust.

Putting down the glass of wine, the waiter said jokingly: "Brother, congratulations, your membership number has been drawn and you can exchange songs for drinks. Go ahead!"

What the hell is exchanging songs for wine?

Shen Lang said he was confused, but fortunately he reacted quickly. "I'll ask someone to sing for me."

"I'm sorry, the bartender said that you are the first person to order Hongchen tonight, so you must sing in person." The waiter made a gesture of invitation.

Singing is not your strong point, Brother Lang has a big head!

The consequences of not singing will be expulsion from the membership and blacklisting.

Just die!

Brother Lang drank the glass of wine in one gulp. The wine was not strong, but not delicious. It was estimated that at least a dozen kinds of wine were added to it.

When they got to the dance floor, everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Lang.

Watch him sing quietly.

I wouldn't have ordered a drink if I had known it earlier. Now I'm embarrassed at my grandma's house.

The music of "The World Is Yours" played, and Shen Lang coughed dryly. "Salute to the classics, to Wang Jie."

Brother Lang's voice is neutral, and it won't be too unpleasant to sing Wang Jie's songs. It can even be said that apart from the penetrating power, there is basically a 70% similarity.

After finishing the song, everyone praised it.

They all rated Shen Lang. Everyone had ten points in their hands, one point equals one hundred thousand.

More than 30 people scored, and the cumulative score reached over 100 points.

In other words, Brother Lang earned more than 10 million from the song just now.

Picking up money, this is it.

Holding a check worth more than 10 million in his hand, Shen Lang wondered whether he should come here every day and sing ten songs a night, each worth 10 million...

Let me guess, it’s more than 30 billion a year.

Fortunately, he dared to think about it. It was really so easy to make money, so what did he have to do with it?

The main reason is that he is lucky, he sings classics, and they are good. If he tries to sing other popular songs, no matter how good they are, it will be in vain.

There is no tipping here, only a drink.

Brother Lang was so excited that he waved his hand and said loudly that he would like to invite everyone in the audience to have a drink.

"Are you sure?" the waiter asked with a smile.

"Let me... let me think about it." Shen Lang hesitated, mainly because he was afraid of being trapped in another bar. Even if he booked the venue, it wouldn't cost much.

But, this is the Dandy Alliance, and a bottle of water costs tens of thousands.

Even ten million dollars would not be able to stir up waves here.

"You have to sing for a drink. There are more than thirty songs. Brother, can you sing it?" The waiter said excitedly: "My head is not that big, so don't wear such a big hat. Do you understand?"

"Brother Lang, what am I afraid of? Let alone more than thirty poems, three hundred poems without panting." Shen Lang muttered a few words in a low voice.

"Let me tell you some good news. This guy wants to buy you a drink. Just order whatever you want." After saying that, the waiter smiled mischievously.

Let you show off.

Each glass of wine represents a song. When Shen Lang saw the song title, he wanted to run away.

The waiter stopped Shen Lang, "Brother, do you know the consequences of running away from the battlefield?"

"The worst case scenario is that the member will be expelled."

"No, your running away means you don't take the Dandy Alliance seriously. In the future, you will face a joint attack from all members of the Dandy Alliance. Can you bear it? Can your family bear it?"

"But, I can't finish singing more than thirty songs in one night!"

"It can be apportioned, within one month."

"Then I'll sing three songs first."

In the end, Shen Lang came on stage to sing in tears.

He is the first person to contract so many songs since the establishment of Dandy League.

Because I was in a bad mood, I didn't get a single point after three songs and was even booed by others.

More than thirty glasses of wine, all in all, cost almost eight million.

Shen Lang threw the check over and said there was no need to look for it.

After a while, more than ten million yuan disappeared, and I still owed about thirty songs.

Fortunately, this membership card belongs to Piggy. After tonight, Brother Lang decided not to come here again.

At this time, a woman wearing a white cheongsam walked into Qingba.

Wearing a cheongsam on the street these days can easily cause misunderstandings. Who in a normal family would dress like this?

The woman's figure cannot be said to be a devil's figure, but under the outline of the cheongsam, she shows quite powerful and attractive lines.

Zhuang Mengdie is here.

The most important thing about being the helmsman of Chinese Silk Clothing is that her grandfather is the number one person in the military sect. With this status, he can be arrogant and arrogant no matter where he is.

The cheongsam she wears was designed by her, which makes her speak for herself.

"Beauty, do you mind buying me a drink?"

As soon as Zhuang Mengdie sat down, Shen Lang asked from behind her.

"Mind." Zhuang Mengdie refused directly without looking back.

"Then let me buy you a drink!" Shen Lang snapped his fingers, "Give her a glass of Beauty of the Century."

The waiter had a look of disdain on his face. He wanted to complain again because the old debt was not settled, right? He said: "Brother, you still owe dozens of songs!"

"Isn't it possible?" Shen Lang rolled his eyes at the waiter, "If you have too many lice, you won't be itchy. You owe me so many songs anyway, so it doesn't matter if you owe me one more."

"Yes, you are a big boss and you are awesome." The waiter replied calmly and went to get the wine.

Shen Lang didn't mind at all and shared a table with Zhuang Mengdie, "Beauty, your clothes are good. Give me three sets. My three sisters will wear these and they will turn heads when walking on the street."

"You invited me to drink and buy clothes from me. Tell me your purpose." Zhuang Mengdie asked directly why he came. She didn't understand the other party, so she didn't speak too harshly.

If she were in the capital, she would have attacked people long ago.

Brother Lang had a sly smile on his face, "If I said that I was obsessed with your beauty and wanted to bow down under your cheongsam, you would definitely ask someone to beat me."

"so what?"

Zhuang Mengdie was already a little displeased. There were so many people who dared to tease her, but at this moment the grass on the grave was already three feet high.

"Although your grandfather and I are brothers, we are familiar with each other. I will not use this as an excuse. I..."

"roll."

Zhuang Mengdie directly attacked someone. She had seen someone strike up a conversation before, and it was the first time she saw someone so bold and bold in striking up a conversation.

Being thick-skinned is Shen Lang's advantage. How about blasting him away? The king of Langs is not afraid! "My name is Shen Lang. Yes, I am the Shen Lang who saved your grandma. According to ancient etiquette, your whole family must call me

My benefactor, not only did you not repay your kindness, but you also spoke to your benefactor with this attitude. I am very angry with your benefactor and apologize."

If you want to die, just obey Brother Lang.
Chapter completed!