bookrebus Chapter 678 Rushing to Yanjing
Chapter 678 Rushing to Yanjing
After filling up the car with gas, Lu Ye drove out of the city and headed towards Yanjing along the national highway.
Zheng Ganmei was lying on the passenger seat.
It was the first time in his life that he rode in such a luxurious car, and he never expected that he would be in this way.
"No matter if it can be cured or not, this trip is worth it. Having you, Brother Ye and Chaoying, by my side means my life hasn't been lived in vain."
The closer the car got to Yanjing, the more worried Zheng Ganmei became.
"It's too early to start saying such depressing things now. Don't worry, your injury will definitely heal."
"It's a long way to go. If you're tired, just close your eyes and take a nap." Lu Ye drove the car, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, but he was comforting Zheng Ganmei.
"I can't sleep at all right now."
"Then let's listen to some music."
Lu Ye casually turned on the car's recorder.
Deng Jun's song soon came from the car door speaker, and the soft singing made everyone relax a lot.
Li Chaoying sat in the back seat, watching the scenery passing by outside the car.
In the distant sky, the scorching sun was shining red, turning the few white clouds into fiery clouds.
It was not only Zheng Ganmei who was worried. Li Chaoying was also very worried. If Zheng Ganmei could not be cured even if she went to a big hospital in Yanjing, then Zheng Ganmei's life would be really ruined.
The setting sun.
Night falls on Binjiang.
The entertainment city became noisy again.
Although the Spring Festival has long passed, the number of people coming to the entertainment city to spend money has increased significantly.
Especially for the karaoke halls with better privacy, if you don’t make a reservation in advance, you won’t be able to get a room at night.
In order to make more money and screen out customers with no purchasing power, Lu Tianci set an offset threshold for each room.
A small private room, minimum consumption for 2 hours is 20 yuan.
But even so, it is still hard to get a pack here.
"Dear distinguished guests, please come in."
The waiter in the karaoke hall pushed open the door of a private room and respectfully invited several men in.
These men were not shy at all and walked in confidently, just like regular customers.
In the space of more than ten square meters, there are two sets of bright red fabric sofas, and a small coffee table in the middle, on which are placed beer and peanuts and sunflower seeds that have been prepared in advance.
The man in the lead swaggered and sat in the middle.
Opposite him, there was a 24-inch TV on the TV cabinet, and underneath it was a VCR of unknown brand. It was obviously second-hand and quite old.
There are two large speakers next to it, almost as big as a metal bucket.
The waiter skillfully turned on the TV and the VCR, and brought the two microphones to the table.
"Brother, the price for this private room is 30 yuan for two hours. The drinks on the table are complimentary. Here are the videotapes. If you want to sing a song, I can help you change it."
But it was obvious that this group of people were not interested in what the waiter said.
The leader lit a cigarette for himself and said, "We brothers are tone-deaf and didn't come here for this. Hurry up and call all the hostesses in your family over so that we can carefully choose."
After hearing this, the waiter was no longer surprised.
"It turns out that you guys are frequent visitors to our house."
"Please wait a moment. I'll call the supervisor to bring people over." The waiter said with some excitement on his face.
For customers who have the clear purpose of looking for hostesses, these waiters are also happy to receive them.
Because such people are generally very generous, it is easier for them as waiters to get tips.
Wait until the waiter leaves.
Someone in the group said, "Brother Peng, this place is really nice. No wonder our dance hall has fewer and fewer people. Our dance hall can't really compare to this."
The man sitting in the middle, called Brother Peng, was none other than Zhang Peng, who ran a dance hall in an abandoned church!
Ever since the entertainment city opened near the railway, fewer and fewer people have gone to their church to dance.
It wasn't so obvious at first, but after the Chinese New Year, more than 7% of the regular customers of the dance hall no longer went there.
After some inquiries, Zhang Peng learned that a new entertainment city had opened on Railway Street. It was much larger and more luxurious than their dance hall.
It was this entertainment city that stole all their customers.
In order to find out the truth, Zhang Peng brought his men to the entertainment city in person.
They hadn't reserved a private room in the karaoke bar before, so they just looked at the dance hall outside.
After a comparison, Zhang Peng quickly discovered that his dance hall was simply incomparable to this one.
Whether it is facilities or decoration, there is a huge gap and they are not on the same level at all.
No wonder the regulars would switch places.
However, the dance hall is not the most attractive place in this entertainment city, which aroused Zhang Peng's great interest.
So Zhang Peng made a reservation for a private room in the karaoke bar in advance, specifically to learn about their business model.
"Go and take a look at the equipment. Later, you can sing a few songs one by one to get a feel for what it's all about." Zhang Peng said to the brothers around him.
"No problem, I'll go first."
As Zhang Peng finished speaking, one person volunteered to stand up and fiddle with the singing equipment.
Crash....
In the corridor outside, a dozen scantily clad women lined up and walked towards the private room where Zhang Peng and his friends were.
The waiter who had just left pushed open the door with a smile on his face.
"Brother, I have called the most beautiful ladies in the store for you. I guarantee you will be satisfied!" The waiter said to Zhang Peng while leaning against the door.
During this interval, a man in a suit walked in first.
After him, the group of women lined up and walked in one by one, twisting their waists, and finally stood in a row in front of the TV.
Obviously this person is the foreman that the waiter mentioned just now.
"Greet the distinguished guest!" the foreman clapped his hands and shouted.
As he finished speaking, the women in the row shouted in unison: "Good evening, distinguished guests!"
These women were almost all wearing short skirts, some with collars almost reaching their belly buttons.
A patch of white.
Zhang Peng and his friends have been in the dance hall for so long that they are considered veterans, but when they see these women, they can't help but drool.
"Brother, the goods are good, much better than those in our dance hall."
"Be steady." Zhang Peng saw his brothers with shining eyes and immediately reminded them in a low voice.
"understand!"
"Call some people."
After Zhang Peng finished speaking, his eyes swept across the faces of the dozen or so women one by one, and then fell on a young and beautiful woman.
He raised his finger and pointed at the other person and said, "It's you."
"Hello, VIP, my name is Youyou...Tip 20, thank you."
The tip for 2 hours was as high as 20 yuan, which made Zhang Peng a little shocked.
You know, in their dance hall, the girls who dance with people only charge 5 cents or 1 yuan for dancing with them for a song.
After being called by Zhang Peng, the woman named Youyou walked straight towards Zhang Peng, and then sat down next to Zhang Peng without any sense of distance. The two of them were almost tightly pressed together.
"Wow, your hands are so big. Just call me Youyou. What's your name?" Youyou grabbed Zhang Peng's hand and put it directly on her leg.
Feeling the smoothness coming from his palm, Zhang Peng smiled and said, "You can call me Brother Peng."