The strongest god of wealth

Chapter 174

Due to the relevant regulations in China, the business hours of bars generally start at 24:[-] pm and end at [-]:[-] am the next day.In the United States, there are many bars that are open [-] hours. As long as you want to and have enough wallets, you can "live" in them!

The bar during the day is more like a slow rock bar or a clear bar, sitting in twos and threes drinking wine, listening to slow rock or lyrical love songs.After the time slowly reaches ten o'clock, the bar will usher in the most prosperous time of the day.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, An Qian was so tired that she lay on the bed and fell asleep, her arched body looked as peaceful and peaceful as a sleeping beauty.

Ye Luo, who timidly got up from the bed, controlled every muscle in his body so that they would not make a sound, and carefully opened the door of the presidential suite to the corridor.

At a glance, I saw Jones waiting outside the door on time, and the black James who turned his head in the dark as if he had an invisibility buff. If it weren't for that white tooth shining strangely under the light in the corridor, he might have overlooked it.

"Where's Zhou Zekai? Didn't you call him?" Ye Luo asked in a low voice.

"Uh--that kid said he was too nervous. He has to think about tomorrow's affairs tonight, so he won't go with us." Jones shrugged and said, "It's because I'm nervous that I'm going to have a few drinks. Boss, isn't your country It is said that wine can be used to eliminate troubles? Why is he unwilling, strange."

"You want to drink away your sorrows, right?" Ye Luo rolled his eyes. What is the meaning of this? It's awkward to translate such a good idiom into English.

SteamPunks bar.

In less than half an hour, the three of Ye Luo and the others were already standing in front of the entrance of a bar whose name was flashing with colorful neon lights.

"Hi! Jones, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you went to Huaguo to make money. How about it? Do you want to bring your buddies to make a fortune together?"

Jones, who walked to the door of the bar, first clapped his hands with the security guard at the door, and then bumped his shoulders. This may be a unique way of greeting in the United States, and it seems that Jones should be a regular customer of this bar, as well as the security guard. acquaintance.

"Haha...It's hard to talk about making money, let me introduce to you, this is my boss--Luo Ye, and the other big black guy is my colleague, James. This time I accompanied the boss to Los Angeles and stopped by to see the old guys .” Jones warmly and generously introduced Ye Luolai to them.

"Hello, Ye, James. Nice to meet you! Hey~ buddy, aren't you really the James who plays basketball? I think you must be as tall as the James who plays basketball." The security guard at the gate is a strong white man. The young man greeted Ye Luo warmly.

"Okay, Bud, come in and have a few drinks later to talk, let's go first." Jones interrupted the strong white guy who was about to say something, and led Ye Luo and James to the bar Entered, "This guy is just a chatterbox. The best way to deal with chatterboxes is not to give him the beginning, otherwise he will drag you to talk endlessly."

"Are-U-Ready!?"

The moment Ye Luo stepped into the bar, Ye Luo heard deafening shouts, and the next second was a heat wave. The men and women in the bar let go of their shyness and restraint, and moved crazily with the drumbeat of the explosive music in their ears. body.

I followed Jones with ease and chose a booth position against the wall, where you can have a panoramic view of the entire bar. The overall style of the entire bar is just like the signature SteamPunks. The space is full of irregular old pipes, which looks like steampunk style of.

"Jones, long time no see. What do you want to drink today? Or is it the old rules?" The waiter who came to serve him immediately said enthusiastically after seeing that it was Jones.

"No, I won't drink tonight. I don't want to go in and have a prison meal as soon as I return to Los Angeles. Give each of us a glass of your signature steampunk." Jones said truthfully. In addition to being caught by the police for drunk driving in the United States, his driver's license will be revoked In addition to bearing criminal responsibility, the most important thing is that it is very dangerous.

"No problem, just wait a moment..." The waiter left after writing down their request.

Ye Luo, on the other hand, was very curious about the signature steampunk of this bar that Jones said. He could tell it wasn't alcohol, but he couldn't guess what it was, so he couldn't help asking: "What is steampunk?"

"Boss, you'll understand after drinking it later." Jones said with a mysterious expression, "And the vast majority of people who come to this place at this time are not just for drinking, but for one thing! TO -play-and-to-be-play (play and be played)."

"That's the law of the jungle... search the channel?"

"Boss, you are very savvy, but I still want to remind you: after playing, you still have to go home. Of course, you must pay attention to safety, and don't get contaminated with things that shouldn't be contaminated."

"Okay, okay, how did I find out that you, Jones, still have the naughty side of a woman Rory, not to mention that I just came to experience the difference between foreign bars and domestic ones, and now it seems that there is not much difference, you say None of that will happen, and we'll leave sooner or later."

Ye Luo decided to give Jones a "reassurance pill", promising not to cause trouble.

In fact, he felt a little disappointed, because apart from the unique decoration, this bar is no different from domestic bars. If I have to say, the music is in English, and the people who come are young men and women. The place where he gathers at night to liberate himself is obviously not suitable for him who can already be said to have a family.

The only thing left to look forward to is Jones' mysterious signature that he would not reveal - steampunk!

On the contrary, James is very fast in this kind of occasion, and he can even be called a fish in water. His strong figure and explosive muscles made him "hunted" by a lot of girls as soon as he stepped onto the dance floor. Anytime tonight, he thought, a super-friendly match could be played.

"Your steampunk." At this time, the waiter brought three glasses of something, and immediately turned around and left after putting it down. There was no way, the bar was too busy at this time, and the waiters couldn't stop at all.

Let’s not talk about the appearance, just the amount of beer glasses is quite a lot, at least 1 liter or more.Let's go back to the question of appearance, in Ye Luo's eyes, this cup of tea has nothing to do with appearance.

Because it looks like a glass of cloudy oil!

"Jones, are you sure you won't die if you drink this stuff?" Ye Luo asked seriously.

"Of course, I guarantee my life, boss. Drink it and you'll understand!" Jones already knew that Ye Luo would ask this question, because almost everyone who had drunk steampunk would ask such a question for the first time.

In this case, Ye Luo stopped talking nonsense, raised the beer glass in front of him to his lips, and drank it into his mouth as soon as he closed his eyes.

And the next second...

puff--

The moment he didn't drink it into his stomach, he was spit back into the cup. Looking at Jones who finally couldn't help laughing, Ye Luo knew that he had been fooled!

(End of this chapter)