Became a vicious male mother

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The booths were full of people, with a direct view of the dance floor on the high platform, the floor of which was covered in lights.

If someone is wearing very short clothing, people in the booths can see them clearly just by looking down.

Newcomers didn't even dare to blink, staring straight at the group of people lost in their intoxication.

But those who come regularly find it boring.

But today is a little different.

There was a person wrapped up tightly above, so they dared not even move, let alone twist their waist or wave.

Huang Danzheng jumped off the dance floor, passed through the hands of the handsome men and beautiful women rubbing against each other, and went straight to the sofa in the booth.

"Tianyu, your new brother is no good. Where did you find this old cadre?"

I thought he was a country bumpkin, but he turned out to be a well-behaved baby.

The former will probably be finished soon, and the natives will enjoy themselves, won't they?

Surrounded by people, Zhang Tianyu didn't even look up, continuing to play cards and drink with the people opposite him.

He doesn't look too good.

He squeezed in and took away Zhang Tianyu's cards, only to see the other party angrily hiss.

"No, what's wrong with you? Why are you giving me that look?" Huang Danzheng was in a good mood, but seeing this sour face made him unhappy, so he threw the cards behind the sofa.

"Didn't you guys say you were going to teach him a lesson?" Zhang Tianyu belatedly wiped his face and said unhappily.

He wanted to too.

Huang Danzheng thought back to when he went to sound out Uncle Zhang, and he didn't expect that Uncle Zhang cared about this illegitimate son quite a bit.

If he values ​​it, why should he be the one to stick his neck out?

"From the tone of your father's voice just now, I can tell he really loves you. I think your position is in jeopardy."

With a "smash," Zhang Tianyu smashed the wine glass on the ground.

The people around immediately fell silent.

Just then, Wei Qiu came down from the dance floor, still holding someone in her hand.

Everyone, whether drinking or playing cards, turned to look at the man in the suit.

How should I put it? It felt like this person was several generations older than them, lacking the drive of a young person.

Huang Danzheng's eyes lit up and he smiled, "How about we go to a private room, sing karaoke and play games?"

The second floor of the bar is all private rooms.

Gu Xinglan felt uncomfortable all over, not to mention the drunkard who was constantly strapping to his shoulder, who was drunk and reeking of alcohol.

The large group of people sitting on the sofa, though they had young faces, gave him a feeling that they had ill intentions.

But Li Hetai, speaking in his ear, made him follow.

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Xinglan." Gu Xinglan was absent-minded, moved her lips a few times, and then fell silent.

The person next to me kept nagging the whole way.

Even as we walked up the stairs, she kept saying, "You have a special fragrance about you."

Wei Qiu, who was gripping someone's right shoulder, let out a long hiccup.

My mind was completely muddled, and only being next to this person could keep me going; it was as if this person was a walking hangover cure.

Private room.

The dim red light made the suits appear gray.

"Come on, call the bartender up," Huang Danzheng said.

Judging by his practiced manner, he's been here quite often.

Gu Xinglan curled up in a ball, leaning against the sofa in the corner. He finally managed to shake off the person who was holding him.

"Aren't you uncomfortable wearing a mask?" The girl looked over, biting the rim of her glass, and slowly swallowed her drink.

He shook his head and turned his gaze to the doorway.

"You look unfamiliar. Are you new here?"

The person in the corner really wanted to sit in the middle of the sofa, but unfortunately only those who had the skills to offer could squeeze in.

"I'll reluctantly teach you a few things. If you want to get more tips, aim for the one in the white shirt. He's generous. If you're a bit more ambitious, you can also look for the one in the red shirt. He won't touch you inappropriately, and if you get along well, he'll be generous too."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xinglan turned her gaze back, her eyes filled with confusion.

"I've been following them for over half a month. After tonight, there probably won't be any more opportunities. I'll just pack up and leave tomorrow."

The girl was very beautiful, and the dim lighting in the corner did not diminish her beauty.

“I am not a hostess,” Gu Xinglan said.

The staff in the corner, both men and women, all wore small brooches on their clothes, presumably to distinguish them from the waiters.

Normal drinking and entertainment services fall within the scope of legitimate business.

After Gu Xinglan finished speaking, she glanced at the middle of the sofa and immediately felt that her eyes were dirty.

That group of people, who looked to be no more than twenty years old, were pouring drinks for others, smoking, and swearing and shouting. The auditory, visual, and olfactory torment ultimately converged on the brain nerves, becoming a form of mental torture.

However, now that he has normal people to chat with, he is finally less on edge.

Less than half a minute later, several people in work uniforms entered the private room, holding various fluorescent signs.

The young bartender at the head of the table bowed and scraped as he walked to the other side of the long table, making the group of people stand in a row, carrying their cards.

The noise finally subsided a bit. Huang Danzheng, with his arm around the pretty girl, was about to flirt with her when he caught a glimpse of someone carrying cards out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes widened instantly.

"I go!"

He took a few strides from the sofa and reached the person carrying the cards.

"Thanks! Bian!"

One of the waiters stood out so much, with his tight-fitting vest suit, shoulder-length hair, and face that it was impossible to mistake him for someone else.

The opponent's fluorescent sign was instantly thrown away by Huang Danzheng.

Suddenly, as if an invisible hand had silenced everything, the surroundings fell into a precipitous stillness.

Dozens of eyes stared intently at Huang Danzheng.

"You fucking dare to show your face in front of me!"

The waiter was grabbed by the collar, and the bartender quickly stepped forward, chuckling awkwardly, "Young Master Huang, this is a new waiter, you..."

"What the hell? Get the hell out of my way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bartender was kicked in the butt and fell quite a distance on the ground; it looked painful.

Gu Xinglan leaned forward, staring intently at Xie Bian.

It's that same person again.

This is the same person who handled Li Hetai's business last time, and now it's the same person who's doing something unknown to Li Hetai.

He was completely baffled and almost went up to ask him directly.

Soon, Huang Danzheng was seen laughing loudly and trying to make things difficult for the waiter with a bottle of strong liquor.

Do you... know who that person is?

Gu Xinglan asked the girl next to him.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "We went to the same school before."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xinglan immediately perked up.

The girl smiled, pursing her lips, "I also went to that school for rich families. I got in through hard work, but now I can't afford the tuition for university..."

"Is that one too?"

The girl nodded. "That person's name is Xie Bian. He came from the poorest area in the east. He was the poorest, but also the smartest. A few years ago, I heard that he was recommended to go to the capital, but he's still in Wushui now." She pursed her lips.

Out of boredom, the girl shared a lot of so-called gossip with him.

After hearing this, Gu Xinglan felt a chill run through her heart.

How could anyone be so evil?

Seeing Huang Danzheng's mocking smile, he grabbed Xie Bian's collar and lifted him high.

He smashed the bottles on the table.

In the quiet space, only Huang Danzheng's aggressive words were interrupted by the sudden sound of shattering glass. Instantly, everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

Gu Xinglan remained in the position of smashing the bottle, as if it were an accident.