Chapter 327: The Elegance of Scholars In 2008, there was no clean entertainment venue in Guangzhou. Without any special services, they would have been driven out of business in the competition of survival of the fittest. Ma Haijun has served so many leaders and knows these things well. He was surprised by two things: Isn't Mr. Chen a college student? How can he go to these places? The "Song Shiwei" at noon must be Mr. Chen's girlfriend, right? She is so beautiful. Mr. Chen is used to eating delicacies from land and sea, so he wants to sneak some wild vegetables on the roadside? However, everyone knows that Ma Haijun is a very professional driver. Once the boss gives an order, he will carry it out no matter how doubtful he is. So after the meal, the Mercedes-Benz S600 carrying Chen Zhuo, Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen, Chen Yunpeng and others went straight to the "Yunhaiyue Club". Lao Zeng didn't go, and he didn't even know that Chen Zhuo would take these people to the club. He thought they would go back to the hotel to rest after the dinner. Therefore, Lao Zeng is only suitable for technical work. Today, in terms of reception, if Chen Zhuo had not given him instructions in person early on, he would not have said many things. When they arrived at the entrance of Yunhaiyue Club, Chen Zhuo said to Ma Haijun, "Wait for me at the door," and led Wang Haibin and the other two in as if they were familiar with the place. Why do I say “familiar place”? Because the last time Chen Zhe came to find Wang Youqing, he slept with a woman here. Four grown men standing in the lobby were quite eye-catching, and soon the female lobby manager came over and asked, "Handsome guy, would you like a massage?"
Chen took a look at her. She was in her thirties, good-looking, about 1 meters tall, and had a well-maintained figure. It's thin where it should be thin, and not small where it should be plump. He might have been a popular figure when he was young, but now that he is older he has started to do some miscellaneous chores such as welcoming and seeing off guests. "I was introduced by Mr. Wang Youqing." Chen said calmly. Director Chen is a good cadre who abides by the laws and regulations, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand these things. Having an introduction from an acquaintance and having no introduction from an acquaintance are two completely different types of services. Sure enough, when she heard the name "Wang Youqing", the lobby manager was stunned for a moment and quickly asked, "Are you Mr. Wang's guest? Where is he?" There was some doubt in the lobby manager's tone, perhaps he thought these people were too young. In particular, someone pretended to be Mr. Wang’s friend. In fact, he was a reporter who wanted to gain fame, so he came here in disguise without fear of death. But as long as "Yunhaiyue" can open for business, there is a guarantee that this report will not be published. But that would be very troublesome and would require giving out a lot of favors, so adhering to the belief that "it is better to kill someone innocently than to let them go", I would rather not take the business from these four people. Chen Zhe was certainly not here to cause trouble, but he also understood the other party's vigilance. He smiled and called Wang Youqing. After saying a few words, he handed the phone to the lobby manager. "Hey... Brother Wang, it's really you... I understand, absolutely no problem... You should come more often when you have time..." After the lobby manager confirmed the identity, his face was already warm: "Brother Wang told me to make sure it is arranged. I dare not disobey his instructions." "Thank you." Chen spoke politely, but he was actually complaining in his heart. How many girls has this civil engineering scoundrel slept with here that it is so effective to mention his name. While Chen Zhuo was chatting with the female manager in the lobby, Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen and Chen Yunpeng, three engineers who had little experience at the moment, were already dazzled by the interior decoration of the club.
Yunhaiyue Palace has a very trendy European style of this era, with magnificent chandeliers, richly decorated walls, and fake paintings by famous Chinese and foreign artists hanging everywhere, making it look like a palace in a small European country. That would be fine, the air was also filled with the sweet scent of perfume, and from time to time, girls in black cheongsams ran by. They were wearing high heels, tapping on the mirror-like floor, and their skirts fluttered up and down like beautiful butterflies. Under the arrangement of the lobby manager, they skillfully put their arms around each guest, no matter how old he was or whether he was ugly or not. Just like a butterfly, it doesn't matter what flower it is, as long as there is nectar. "Old Wei, I remember you are still a virgin." Chen Yunpeng had already anticipated what was going to happen next. He was both excited and nervous, and his heart was beating very fast. But backing down is impossible. I am an adult and I am single. Why can't I give it a try? Besides, if I refuse, wouldn't that be a betrayal of their kindness? Perhaps this is the real highlight of business negotiations, and the drinking and bragging before were just appetizers. "fart." Wei Zhen angrily replied: "When I went back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year, I had already been baptized in a hair salon!" When a man turns 25, the identity of "virgin" seems to become an insulting label. "It's a lot of money tonight." Wang Haibin ignored the bickering between his two friends and was thinking about something on another level. A rough estimate shows that the one-stop service from meal to today might cost at least 1 yuan. At this time, thanks to Wang Youqing's face, the female manager of the lobby invited four beautiful and young girls. She also said to Chen mysteriously: "One of them just arrived this year." I don’t know if this “just arrived” means “just got into the business”, so Chen Zhuo didn’t ask any more questions, but just said lightly: “Add 200 tips per person.” "thank you boss!" The lobby manager hurriedly thanked him. "You're welcome." Chen Zhuo added: "Remember to put it on Mr. Wang's account." Wan Da must have a lot of money for hosting you. Although Wang Haibin doesn't know you, what's wrong with inviting you guys to have some fun for once? …… Four young sisters came dancing over. They knew that the people they would be serving tonight would be the four men in front of them. But the manager didn't say who had to serve whom. So the four of them almost rushed towards Chen together. It doesn't matter who you accompany, so why not choose a handsome, fair-skinned boy like Chen Zhe? As a result, Chen took a step back, waved his hand and said, "I'll choose last, the guests go first." Wang Haibin and his friends knew that this was not a polite gesture, so they simply declined and each picked a "butterfly". Then, under the guidance of the waiter, we entered a dim and charming little room on the first floor below ground.
The remaining girl was the least pretty among the four, but she never expected that this piece of "Tang Monk's Meat" would fall into her mouth. She was so happy that she wanted to hold Chen's arm, but then she heard the handsome boy say, "I'm gay, I'm here with a client, I like men..." After saying that, he walked away. The girls and the lobby manager were left looking at each other in bewilderment. …… Ma Haijun was sitting in his car in the parking lot on the first floor of the club. He had become accustomed to such moments - the leaders were sweating profusely in the club, while he was waiting leisurely and a little bored in the car. It usually takes two or three hours. It’s not that the leaders can persist for that long, but the club’s service process is so rich. Ma Haijun usually takes a short nap or calls his daughter who is in elementary school. He feels much happier when he hears her bird-like, sweet voice. Today, when he was talking to his daughter on the phone, he suddenly felt the back door of the car being opened. Ma Haijun quickly turned his head and looked, unexpectedly it was Chen Zhe. "Dad, I learned how to braid your hair today. I'll show you how to braid it when you get home... Dad, why don't you say anything..." While Ma Haijun was stunned, his daughter was yelling on the phone. "Your daughter is talking." Chen Zhuo sat directly in the back row and said, "You should say something back." "Oh oh oh……" Ma Haijun finally reacted, gave a perfunctory response, and then straightened his back with a little nervousness. Chen Zhuo knew that Ma Haijun was confused, but he would not explain it to the driver. He just opened the window slightly to let in a slight cool night breeze. Then I took out the textbooks I used in class and started to review quietly. As time went by, Chen became more and more focused in his recitation. Ma Haijun's expression changed from shock at the beginning to relaxation and admiration as he listened to each professional economic term. "Mr. Chen, it seems you are really a scholar." Ma Haijun thought to himself. In China, especially parents whose children are already in school, have a special filter for "academic masters". Even if they make any mistakes, others will help them find excuses. The cold moon is like a hook, accompanied by a few shining stars and a few white clouds like lotus leaves, as if they want to wrap up a leaf of moonlight and send it back to the distant Tang poetry. Ma Haijun didn't read much, but he really enjoyed this kind of artistic conception. Occasionally, I heard Mr. Chen talking to someone on the phone. His tone was not as calm and deep as usual. Instead, he was laughing and joking.
"It should be Mr. Chen's girlfriend." Ma Haijun speculated. More than two hours later, Chen Zhuo's cell phone rang and Wang Haibin asked where Chen Zhuo was. Chen said that he had just come out and returned to the car. Soon, Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen and Chen Yunpeng appeared in the parking lot. They were obviously very satisfied, pushing and shoving each other excitedly, just like roommates who stayed overnight at the Internet cafe in college. “It’s really an eye-opener.” After Wei Zhen got in the car, he said, "It turns out that the actions in the movie are real. I don't want to come out anymore." For a man to say something like this to another man, it shows that he no longer has much defense in his heart. "Yes." Chen Yunpeng also echoed: "After the end, I heard the clacking sound of their high heels on the ground as they were about to go meet other men. I felt a little reluctant to leave." "I rely on..." Chen Zhuo thought to himself that he must never have this kind of mentality. He turned his head and said with a smile: "Pay attention, the sound of their high heels is not the sound of people returning home, but the sound of people passing by..." Wang Haibin, Wei Zhen and Chen Yunpeng all graduated from prestigious universities. They immediately realized that Chen was quoting Zheng Chouyu's "Error" to warn himself: My dada's horseshoes are beautiful bugs. I am not a returnee, I am just a passer-by. This is the elegance of scholars. …… (End of this chapter)