Bang Geng's eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness and he was finally able to see clearly. He saw that in the dance floor, near him, several couples were actually embracing each other tightly!

Wow~ Is that even allowed? They're hugging so tightly, their bodies swaying gently to the music, rubbing against each other...

Bang Geng suddenly turned red in the face and dared not look anymore, or he would get a nosebleed!

This "newbie" look amused Smiling Tiger, who put his arm around Bang Geng's shoulder and said, "This dance is like this, it doesn't require any technique, you just go up and hug him. But other dances like quickstep, slow waltz, waltz, tango... require technique. If you don't know how to do it and can't keep up with other people's steps, they won't play with you."

Banggeng's eyes are practically glowing with mosquito coil-like circles. What are you talking about, tango?

It's just that Banggeng, this country bumpkin, has never seen anything like this; if Fatty were here, he probably would have already started saying, "Tango is just tango, tango, go..."

After about 3-5 minutes, the music ended.

The men and women on the dance floor separated, some walking in different directions, others holding hands and returning intimately to their booths.

You ask why the dog's eyesight suddenly improved so much? Isn't that obvious? Because the lights were on.

Smiling Tiger led the stick-like creature inside, as if looking for someone.

Before long, they squeezed their way to the most crowded area.

Upon getting closer, Bang Geng realized that it was five or six men surrounding a woman.

The woman, sitting, seemed superior; the men, standing, hunched over, grinning obsequiously, their hands outstretched, their intentions unclear.

The smiling tiger patted one of the men on the shoulder, and the man turned around angrily, glaring at the smiling tiger with a sinister look.

The smiling tiger didn't take it seriously, and simply pointed to the woman inside, saying, "Together, together."

When the men saw that she had a dance partner, they could only leave dejectedly.

This rendered the stick-shaped skewer useless.

He had everything prepared. Although he had never seen this kind of thing in a dance hall before, he was very familiar with picking up girls!

They're filming, and you go up to "play the hero and save the damsel in distress"? Well, forget it, just start fighting.

Surprisingly, these people left without even lifting a finger in the dance hall...

That's why people say he's still living in the 1970s.

What era are we living in? Who would still resort to violence now?

After the group left, Bang Geng finally got a good look at the woman's face.

Beautiful, so beautiful! Just like those female celebrities on TV.

With her hair styled in large, wavy curls and her face clearly made up, she appeared even more alluring under the purple lights.

The woman had a cigarette between her fingers, and she would occasionally exhale a smoke ring.

The smiling tiger plopped down next to her and then beckoned to Banggeng, "What are you standing there for? Sit down."

After everyone was seated, the smiling tiger introduced, "Call her Sister Xia!"

Banggeng obediently called out, "Sister Xia."

The woman glanced at him, then lost interest, her gaze fixed on the dance floor. She casually asked the smiling tiger, "Is everything taken care of?"

The smiling tiger scratched his forehead: "Don't you trust me to handle things?"

The woman parted her lips slightly and said, "You'd better be careful. If you mess this up and offend President Li, I can't protect you."

The smiling tiger nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Banggeng was curious about who this General Manager Li was, that he could make Sister Xia and the Smiling Tiger in front of him feel so cautious.

After finishing her cigarette, Sister Xia finally spoke to Banggeng: "What's your name?"

Banggeng quickly replied, "Sister Xia, my name is Jiageng."

Sister Xia seemed to choke on her words. This name was so old-fashioned, just like him…

Sister Xia instantly lost interest in him and didn't even look at him directly: "Have you been here before?"

Banggeng said shyly, "No, no..."

Sister Xia laughed: "So you're still a novice. In that case, just wait and see."

After saying that, he got up and went to the dance floor, and soon pulled over a tall girl.

By the dim light in the dance hall, Bang Geng could clearly see the girl's appearance.

She looked about the same size as a locust flower, and her appearance was average...

By "mediocre," I mean she looks very ordinary, with nothing particularly striking about her, but also nothing that's wrong with her.

Sister Xia pointed to the stick stem and whispered something in her ear.

The girl came over and sat down next to Banggeng familiarly, saying to him, "Let's get to know each other, my name is Li Ping."

Banggeng hurriedly replied, "Hello, hello, my name is Jiageng."

Li Ping immediately shared the same opinion as Sister Xia—outdated!

But she didn't show it on her face; instead, she asked him, "Can you dance?"

Banggeng honestly confessed, "I don't know..."

Li Ping didn't mind at all, and generously pulled the stick up: "Come on, I'll teach you!"

"..."

After the two had walked away, Sister Xia asked Smiling Tiger, "Where did you find such a straw hat? This whole outfit doesn't even cost 10 yuan. Smiling Tiger, I think you're getting worse and worse!"

The smiling face instantly turned cold, and he grabbed the woman's chin without any hesitation: "You Fengxia, have I been too kind to you? It seems I need to remind you that you are just a tool under Boss Li, not his wife!"

So Sister Xia is You Fengxia.

You Fengxia has really gotten a bit cocky lately. Boss Li takes her everywhere he goes, and all the big bosses give her face. Before long, she started to think she could run Boss Li's household.

Smiling Tiger's words today were like a bucket of ice water, chilling her to the bone and calming her down.

More than a smiling tiger, she is a tool to prove a man's core values.

Well, it's just a nice tool.

You Fengxia looked at the smiling tiger with a pitiful expression, which made her feel quite sorry for him. Only then did the smiling tiger release her chin, making You Fengxia curse inwardly, "Is this guy even a man?"

Seeing that the woman had given in, the smiling tiger turned around and lay down on her lap as if no one else was there.

You Fengxia naturally started giving him acupressure; the two of them clearly worked together often, and everything seemed so natural.

While enjoying You Fengxia's service, the smiling tiger said to her, "What do you know? This guy may be a complete scoundrel, but he's connected to all sorts of people. Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu live in the same courtyard as him. In terms of kinship, he has to call Xu Damao his uncle. And his own sister married Fatty's cousin..."

You Fengxia exclaimed, "This kid has such a wide network of connections?"

The smiling tiger scoffed, "What's so great about being 'wide'? He's like a pile of dog shit."