Return To 1990

There are many people like Mr. Hao now. He is at least the general manager of a real estate company. Many people pretend to be various names to bluff people. "Fan Debiao" type characters are not uncommon in this black land.

Entering the private room, there are a row of sofas and coffee tables, and there is no large TV, but a projector is hung behind, and the microphone is also a wired microphone. The decoration inside is really average compared to 20 years later.

Lu Feng glanced at the environment. Four or five men with long hair and loose suits were sitting on the sofa taking a photo.

Business karaoke, the environment is not the environment is not important, mainly depends on the little girl!

Mr. Hao sat down with Erlang's legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth, followed by a woman in her thirties with makeup on her face, thick hair and a wavy perm.

"Hello leaders, our lobby manager here, Xiao Jing, if you need anything, please tell me. I can do it for you. I hope you have a good time here." The lobby manager said generously. .

"This is the leader from the south, our President Lu, bring a bottle of all your foreign wines. If you don't have enough, ask for more. Also, find a few little girls." Hao waved his hand and said; "It's beautiful. , clever, do you know? Arrangement!!"

"Don't worry, come right now!" The lobby manager went out to take a look, and Lu Feng raised his head to look at the projector above. In fact, the sales of this kind of product have been good. In recent years, the karaoke market for this kind of private room has been exploding.

At the beginning of the year, the marketing department also handed in a preliminary market survey on projectors. The annual sales volume in the market exceeded one million units last year, forming a large market pool.

While thinking about the market, the door was pushed open again, and a group of Yingyingyanyan walked in, all about 1.7 meters tall, with high heels on their feet, basically skirts above the knees, and their faces. With makeup.

In this day and age, if these women are walking on the street, they will definitely turn heads!

"Good leader!" The girls bowed and greeted in unison.

Feng Zhiyao looked at this scene, his whole body was a little nervous, and he glanced at Lu Feng quietly, what should I do when I start playing?

Lu Feng didn't think about that. He found an interesting thing. In the south, people in the service industry would call customers bosses or bosses, while in the north, they would call them leaders, and the lesser ones would call them ge!

Mr. Hao turned his head to look at Lu Feng and asked, "President Lu, which one do you like?"

Lu Feng glanced at it and said to himself, their makeup is thicker,

Lu Feng even saw a girl with green eyelids lit by the light, like a living ghost.

But this kind of makeup is the coquettish feature of this era, with red lips and green eyelids.

"It's fine, as long as Mr. Hao has a good time, I don't care." Lu Feng said politely.

The eyes of these girls are all on Lu Feng. They can keenly feel that Lu Feng is the one who pays the money tonight. Moreover, Lu Feng is very young and his appearance is not bad. For them, such a guest is hard to come by. of.

"Then leave it all!" Mr. Hao waved his hand, extraordinarily bold, and a row of girls beamed with joy. Such a rich boss is rare.

After Mr. Hao finished speaking, seven or eight girls squeezed onto the sofa, and Lu Feng was half crowded, and they all rushed to the top. Mr. Hao looked at the two people left and right, and always felt that there was something wrong, and they were not very energetic.

"That... Xiaojing, do you have a Yanmar here?" Mr. Hao asked.

"Yes, but you are already with other guests. Next time you come to play, call ahead and I will ask her to wait for you." The lobby manager said apologetically.

The wine on the table has been laid out, a few young men poured the wine, the lobby manager picked up a glass to apologize, and drank it all in one go.

The girls are all veterans of the hot scene. They can drink, play games, sing, dance, and do everything. The two girls kept squeezing on Lu Feng, including the green eyelid.

"Go to accompany Mr. Hao, Hao is always an important guest." Lu Feng instructed the two of them.

Feng Zhiyao was drinking with a glass of wine. Brother Feng was beside him. He couldn't let go. If Lu Feng wasn't there, he would definitely be able to play. He would have attended more crazy parties abroad than this.

Lu Feng and Mr. Hao were drinking, and a girl started to sing, and the private room became lively.

"Brother, I'm happy, everything is easy to do. How much money can the mother spend? A fraction of 18 million is enough to play here for a month." Mr. Hao blushed as he talked to Lu As Feng was talking, he pulled the girl next to him with one hand into his arms. The girl giggled and looked extremely dissolute.

"Brother, I'm really asking you about this, my brother. I believe you now, really, if you can get this money back, you will not only save your brother, but also tens of thousands of employees." Lu Feng raised his glass and touched it. , said; "My brother is not familiar with this place, you should take care of it."

"In the past two days, my brother will introduce you to some leaders, have a meal, sing a song, take a sauna, and then do what I told you, that is, the five million thing, I will tell you , in one sentence, there's nothing wrong!" Mr. Hao said excitedly.

"I'm done!" Lu Feng said and drank it.

The two girls stood in front and began to twist their bodies. The girl next to her screamed constantly, adding to the atmosphere, and asked Lu Feng, "Leader, do you want to fly one?"

"Flying one? What is flying one?" Lu Feng asked in confusion.

Mr. Hao pointed with his hand and shouted, "Fly for me!"

The two girls twisted their bodies, took out something from their clothes and threw it out. One was thrown on Mr. Hao's face, and the other was hung on Lu Feng's head.

Lu Feng reached out and touched it down. Looking at the hood, he was speechless. He could only say that young people after more than 20 years do not understand the joy of his father when he was young.

The colorful lantern ball on the roof began to turn, and Mr. Hao stood up excitedly and walked over to the coffee table. Feng Zhiyao was pulled by two girls to dance.

"Leader, come twist for a while and sweat!" A girl pulled Lu Feng's arm.

The dances here are not serious dances. The Latin, national standard, ballroom dances, etc. danced in serious places are all veneer dances.

It is this kind of dance that the people call the wives ion dance.

Drinking, dancing, and all kinds of exciting actions are only what you can't think of, and they wouldn't play without them.

Even if King Zhou saw such a scene, he probably could only sigh, Damn, you still know how to play.

It was lively for more than an hour, and half of the wine was drunk. Mr. Hao obviously drank too much. He stood up and walked outside. A girl next to him saw him leaving and asked Lu Feng, "Leader, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied and satisfied, very good, make persistent efforts." Lu Feng said politely.

Mr. Hao went to the toilet and stood there to wash his hands after coming out. A girl came out of the women's toilet, blond and blue-eyed, over 1.7 meters tall, and looked like twenty-five or six.

Mr. Hao's eyes were on her, and she also looked at Mr. Hao with a smile on her face.

"Why are you here? Come on, give me a kiss!" A man in his forties came over, hugged the girl from the back without saying a word, and stuck his head out to kiss.

The girl was frightened, gave a cry, turned her head to look at the man, said a few words, and finally could only push it away with her hands, saying, "ON! Private room, private room!"

Mr. Hao also knew that people must be here to play, he didn't say much, he waved his hand, stared at him, and prepared people.

"Dude, what are you looking at?"

This dude wanted to kiss but didn't get it. He was already angry, but Mr. Hao kept staring at him, and felt even more insulted.

Mr. Hao drank a little wine, and he was not a coward. He replied, "What are you doing? What do you mean? Can't you just look at you?"

"Are you fucking looking for trouble? Are you looking for a cut?" The other party got angry and stepped forward and stared at President Hao fiercely.

"Don't come out to play if you can't afford it, you know? Don't have enough money? Come to brother's private room, brother has some money." Mr. Hao greeted the girl.

The girl didn't understand anything except the word 'money'.

"Who's stumbling? Who looks down on?" The man was annoyed and grabbed Mr. Hao's collar. He also drank a little too much.

Mr. Hao was instantly angry, raised his hand and gave him a slap in the neck, with a slap, the back of the head buzzing.

"Go to Nima, dog basket!" The other party scolded, rushing up and punching, the two instantly slammed into a ball, and the girl next to him hurriedly called someone.

The two of them both drank and tore the bar for a long time. They were stopped by the security guard. The elder brother on the opposite side was obviously on fire. He turned his head and walked towards his private room.

Six or seven men in their 30s and 40s came out of the private room, all with flushed faces. As for whether it was caused by drinking, I don't know.

Seeing this battle, Mr. Hao turned around and called for someone, pushed open the private room door, and shouted to Lu Feng, "Brother, if something happens to my brother, can you help me?"

"Help! Absolutely help, you sit first!" Lu Feng thought he had drunk too much.

"Then you come out, I will fight with people and help stand up, I will call them now."

Fighting?

Lu Feng felt a little stunned in his heart. This kind of entertainment is the easiest to do. He stood up and walked outside, wanting to see what was going on. The girls in the seats were having fun, and there was no need to serve others. It was much easier tonight.

When I got out of the private room, I saw that there were security guards outside, and the lobby manager also came to persuade them.

Being unfamiliar with this place, and the fact that people in this place are really scary when they talk, they scream like they are going to kill people, Feng Zhiyao is a little scared.

"Brother Feng, what should I do?" Feng Zhiyao asked in a low voice.

If this matter is placed in the city where the Jiafeng Electronics Factory is located, it is a trivial matter. The key is just here today, and no one knows it. No matter how rich or powerful you are, it will not be easy to do here.

Lu Feng asked briefly, only to realize that he was helpless because of a Yanma, and he talked about it all night, and finally he was planted here.

The middle-aged man opposite saw Mr. Hao calling someone out, and shouted to Lu Feng, "What are you looking at? What about you? What are you looking at!"

"Brother Feng, don't be impulsive!" Feng Zhiyao stopped Lu Feng and told him to go back.

Lu Feng stretched out his hand and pushed Feng Zhiyao away, and whispered to him, "It's alright, the other party didn't dare to do anything to me, so he stepped forward and said, "I think you look good, what the hell?"

The other party was stunned for a moment and said, "You kid is a good person, I don't care about you!"