Chapter: 128
"Nightclub!" The bar owner greeted him from a distance, bowed his waist, and greeted respectfully, "Why are you here?"
Ye Zhenting didn't speak, and sat down in the corner.
The flickering lights projected on him, and he became cowardly, as if he did not dare to violate the glory of God.
The barkeeper bends down and waits for his instructions.
Ye Zhenting lit a cigar and took a sip, then asked slowly: "Xiaojuan was here just now?"
"Yes!" The bar owner lowered his head, not dare to deceive.
"He voted three hundred million for you?" Ye Zhenting raised his eyebrows and stared at him.
"There are several branches..." the bar owner answered cautiously, "make money together."
"You can make money in this horrible place?" Ye Zhenting sneered, "A few hundred million, just for fun, if I find out what other conspiracies you have..."
He hooked his finger, and the bar owner hurried over.
Ye Zhenting pressed the cigarette butt directly into his palm.
The voice of "呲" came, and the bar owner's expression was distorted with pain, but he could only grit his teeth and resist, not daring to make a sound.
Feng Qianxue had just sat down, and her face paled in fright when she saw this scene.
what's the situation?
Why did Ye Zhenting start to punish people again?
What happened to that boss?
He wants to treat people like that?
"It's time to start." DJ reminded again.
Feng Qianxue withdrew her attention and began to play and sing seriously——
She sang a moldy "love story", which instantly detonated the audience.
Ye Zhenting's gaze shifted from the bar owner to the stage...
The girl in the black dress on the stage, wearing a black lace mask, has a hot and sexy figure, and there is a kind of unrestrained freedom between her eyebrows, which is very special!
For some reason, Ye Zhenting thought of Feng Qianxue when she saw her.
That woman has such an unknown side in her bones?
"Nightclub, this is a good wine in my collection, would you try?"
The bar owner trembling his injured hand, he brought the fine wine he treasured to Ye Zhenting.
"No need." Ye Zhenting got up and left.
Ye Hui and others followed closely.
The owner of the bar followed and sent them out, in a solitary manner, extremely senior.
Feng Qianxue looked at Ye Zhenting's back while performing, wondering in her heart, is he here for the purpose of tossing the boss?
Forget it, it has nothing to do with me!
The one-hour performance produced very good results.
Although there were not many guests, all the guests present were full of praise for Feng Qianxue and told the boss that they must bring friends here tomorrow to listen to Feng Qianxue singing.
At ten thirty, Feng Qianxue left work, and the bar owner gave her five thousand and six cash directly.
Feng Qianxue was grateful, looking at his injured hand, she couldn't help asking: "Who was that person just now? Why did you do that to you?"
She did not expose her relationship with Ye Zhenting...
"The grown-up's world is very complicated, so don't ask." The bar owner smiled coolly, "By the way, I will be called Dongge from now on."
"Okay, Brother Dong." Feng Qianxue was grateful.
"Hurry up and go home. You will arrive on time at 8:30 tomorrow night. You have to come every day for the first week. Let's test the effect!"
"Uh-huh."
Feng Qianxue put the money in her backpack and wanted to take the subway home. As soon as she walked out of the bar, she was surrounded by a few young boys asking for WeChat. She had to take a taxi and hurried away.
On the road, Feng Qianxue couldn't help it. With this part-time job, I can earn 5 thousand and six every day, which is more than the debt paid by the duck...
You don't need to rely on anyone to raise this family well.
She was thinking wildly. The taxi stopped and waited for the traffic light. She accidentally saw that there was an Aston Martin parked next to and behind. Looking at the license plate number, isn't it the duck who pays off the debt?
From her perspective, no one can be seen driving.
The green light came on and the taxi drove out. Feng Qianxue looked back and found that it was the boy who was driving at the DTT bar just now...
Could it be that he is really a debt-paying duck? JrNovels.com
Ye Zhenting didn't speak, and sat down in the corner.
The flickering lights projected on him, and he became cowardly, as if he did not dare to violate the glory of God.
The barkeeper bends down and waits for his instructions.
Ye Zhenting lit a cigar and took a sip, then asked slowly: "Xiaojuan was here just now?"
"Yes!" The bar owner lowered his head, not dare to deceive.
"He voted three hundred million for you?" Ye Zhenting raised his eyebrows and stared at him.
"There are several branches..." the bar owner answered cautiously, "make money together."
"You can make money in this horrible place?" Ye Zhenting sneered, "A few hundred million, just for fun, if I find out what other conspiracies you have..."
He hooked his finger, and the bar owner hurried over.
Ye Zhenting pressed the cigarette butt directly into his palm.
The voice of "呲" came, and the bar owner's expression was distorted with pain, but he could only grit his teeth and resist, not daring to make a sound.
Feng Qianxue had just sat down, and her face paled in fright when she saw this scene.
what's the situation?
Why did Ye Zhenting start to punish people again?
What happened to that boss?
He wants to treat people like that?
"It's time to start." DJ reminded again.
Feng Qianxue withdrew her attention and began to play and sing seriously——
She sang a moldy "love story", which instantly detonated the audience.
Ye Zhenting's gaze shifted from the bar owner to the stage...
The girl in the black dress on the stage, wearing a black lace mask, has a hot and sexy figure, and there is a kind of unrestrained freedom between her eyebrows, which is very special!
For some reason, Ye Zhenting thought of Feng Qianxue when she saw her.
That woman has such an unknown side in her bones?
"Nightclub, this is a good wine in my collection, would you try?"
The bar owner trembling his injured hand, he brought the fine wine he treasured to Ye Zhenting.
"No need." Ye Zhenting got up and left.
Ye Hui and others followed closely.
The owner of the bar followed and sent them out, in a solitary manner, extremely senior.
Feng Qianxue looked at Ye Zhenting's back while performing, wondering in her heart, is he here for the purpose of tossing the boss?
Forget it, it has nothing to do with me!
The one-hour performance produced very good results.
Although there were not many guests, all the guests present were full of praise for Feng Qianxue and told the boss that they must bring friends here tomorrow to listen to Feng Qianxue singing.
At ten thirty, Feng Qianxue left work, and the bar owner gave her five thousand and six cash directly.
Feng Qianxue was grateful, looking at his injured hand, she couldn't help asking: "Who was that person just now? Why did you do that to you?"
She did not expose her relationship with Ye Zhenting...
"The grown-up's world is very complicated, so don't ask." The bar owner smiled coolly, "By the way, I will be called Dongge from now on."
"Okay, Brother Dong." Feng Qianxue was grateful.
"Hurry up and go home. You will arrive on time at 8:30 tomorrow night. You have to come every day for the first week. Let's test the effect!"
"Uh-huh."
Feng Qianxue put the money in her backpack and wanted to take the subway home. As soon as she walked out of the bar, she was surrounded by a few young boys asking for WeChat. She had to take a taxi and hurried away.
On the road, Feng Qianxue couldn't help it. With this part-time job, I can earn 5 thousand and six every day, which is more than the debt paid by the duck...
You don't need to rely on anyone to raise this family well.
She was thinking wildly. The taxi stopped and waited for the traffic light. She accidentally saw that there was an Aston Martin parked next to and behind. Looking at the license plate number, isn't it the duck who pays off the debt?
From her perspective, no one can be seen driving.
The green light came on and the taxi drove out. Feng Qianxue looked back and found that it was the boy who was driving at the DTT bar just now...
Could it be that he is really a debt-paying duck? JrNovels.com
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