Besides, even if Han Yigun knew the truth, could he send himself to court? After all, he was the only child in the family. Judging from his father's lifestyle of bringing back some "little gifts" from time to time, even if he was upright, he would not be the kind of person who was not smooth.

To put it another way, how could Han Chudong not know his weakness?

Although he thought about it, he didn't tell Da Jun and Watermelon Head.

All things are difficult at the beginning, in the middle, and even more difficult at the end, but at least the problem of start-up capital is almost solved.

If he didn't cheat, he could have made his first pot of gold, but it would have taken a long time and required more energy, and Han Chudong didn't want to miss out on the good investment opportunities in the next few years.

Right now.

Zhou Nan, the watermelon-headed guy, urged them to go to the dance hall tonight. How about going dancing? I haven't danced for a long time and I feel like my body is getting rusty. I met a woman I really liked there last time, but I don't know if she's been there recently."

"Dancing? Okay, my mom just bought me a dress. Let's meet at the entrance of Moonlight Rabbit in the evening." Zhao Dajun said with a smile, looking very excited.

Looking at him with a strange look, Han Chudong said: "You used to be like this? You usually look so serious, how come you become abnormal when you hear about the dance hall? I won't go. I can't dance."

"Pretty girls like to go there. Xiaodong, you can get discounts on drinks for us if you go there. Your dad knows the owner of the Moonlight Rabbit Dance Hall."

Rather than making excuses, Zhao Dajun was obviously more concerned about the fact that Han Chudong was unwilling to go. He and Watermelon Head instigated him and even used the favor of helping with work. What else could he say?

…

We agreed to go together at that time, but for now we will go home to have dinner and pack up and change clothes.

Han Chudong went to get a haircut first and asked the barber to shave his hair according to his preferences, with the sides shaved short and the tops left loose, so that he could comb his hair into a slicked back style.

I have money in my pocket, and I always feel uncomfortable if I don’t buy something with the money I earn.

So he took a taxi to the mall again. If he had the chance, he would definitely change all the clothes in his closet, including underwear, shoes and socks, as they really didn't suit his aesthetic taste.

No car yet.

The car is a bit expensive, but I can afford it. However, I have no reason to tell my family for the time being. Besides, I will need funds to start my own business. Otherwise, I can buy a cool classic car, which will definitely be cool to drive.

There is no engineering man who doesn't like luxury cars. In this era, buying some good cars can be preserved until the 21st century and then sent to auction.

It’s not a waste, it’s an investment.

I will definitely buy a car, but definitely not today.

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I keep borrowing clothes from my father, but they don't fit me well.

After going to the mall and looking at all the fancy clothes, I finally chose to go into a formal wear store. With more than two hundred dollars in my pocket, it was definitely enough to buy two nice sets of clothes.

Led by the salesgirl, I selected two black suits and a pair of crocodile leather shoes and tried them on.

I didn't listen to the other party's advice and insisted on getting a smaller size. Baggy suits don't look good these days and a smaller size would be more comfortable.

I chose one of the sets, put it on directly and cut off the tag. There was no need to take the old clothes and shoes since I didn't plan to wear them anymore anyway.

Before leaving, I picked out a hat, a belt, a tie, and a white shirt, spending a total of more than $170.

After changing clothes, I felt much more comfortable.

I called home and told them to eat on the street, drink a latte, order some fries, and sit in the mall until half past six, then take a taxi back home and go directly to the dance hall called Moonlight Rabbit...

It was seven o'clock and it was just getting dark.

The road is lit up with colorful neon signs, and the exhaust fumes from the cars are really eye-catching. After the elderly go home, young people gradually take to the streets.

There are too few ways to entertain yourself, and you don’t want to stay at home and do nothing, so your nightlife has just begun.

Da Jun and others had not entered the venue yet. They were standing at the door of the dance hall waiting for Han Chudong to come and join them. When the two sides met, they were both stunned and thought that the other was dressed strangely.

Come over and dance, Han Chudong thinks it should be more formal.

However, the guy with the watermelon head was wearing a red leather jacket and metal accessories around his neck. As for Da Jun, he had a strong physique and after wearing tight flared pants, the scene was simply amazing.

There were two other people traveling with him. They had a good relationship with Watermelon Head and they also helped in the last fundraising event. Their names were Xiao Qiu and Louis.

As for their real names, Han Chudong was not sure. They were both of Chinese descent. Louis was of mixed race, but he still looked ugly, with a typical shoe-horn face.

A Mustang stopped and several young people got out, two men and two women, wearing similar clothes to Da Jun and his men.

Looking at them, and then at himself, he was wondering if he was wearing the wrong clothes. However, Han Chudong was unwilling to join this group of people and join the Shamatte family. He smiled and asked, "These are new clothes. Do they look good on me?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The girl with the watermelon head was jealous of his face and his figure, and said angrily: "You keep saying you don't want to dance, but you're dressed so formally. It's obvious you're trying to hook up with someone, bitch."

"Damn it, you're sitting with us wearing this. All the girls who come here to drink are kidnapped by you. No, no, lend me your new clothes for one night." Da Jun also said in an unhappy tone.

I had been to a dance hall when I was a child in my previous life, but it had disappeared by the time I grew up, replaced by bars and discotheques.

Honestly, Han Chudong was a little excited at the moment, so he didn't respond and said, "Hurry up and go in. There are so many people at the door. There must be enough seats inside."

Take the lead and walk in front.

The law states that people must be 21 years old to drink, but the security at the door is not strict.

After seeing Han Chudong, a middle-aged Chinese man smiled and said, "Isn't this Mr. Han? What a rare guest. I haven't seen you for so long. I'll bring you a half-dozen beers later."

Han Chudong immediately believed that the people here really knew his father. Why would he pay for the wine when he could just use his face to exchange it for wine? He pretended to be familiar with them and replied, "Okay, long time no see. Let's have a drink together later. There are five of us in total. Is there a table inside?"

"Yes, yes, yes, go in and find a place to sit. I'll entertain you later!"

After walking a few steps inside, he whispered to Watermelon Head: "Talk to me, who is the one who delivered the beer?"

"...Moonlight Rabbit's boss, have you forgotten this?"

"So it's the boss. I should have ordered more beer."

Han Chudong sighed and looked around. People on the dance floor were lined up in two rows, moving in unison, with light bulbs casting colorful patterns on the ground.

The music was not loud, and it felt quite nice, not much different from the dance hall he had imagined. There were also many people wearing suits, most of them were over 30 years old, and bell-bottoms were almost a standard.

I could see a few white people, all men. The only white girls were the waitresses, and some dark-skinned Latinos.

Take off your hat, find a table and sit down, you can see a lot of interesting things.

The dazzling gold chains around men's necks; the good-looking women who were constantly approached on the way to the toilet; the women who stayed in their seats sulking while their boyfriends went dancing with other women, etc., all these were very interesting to Han Chudong.

After ordering drinks, I put a cigarette between my lips and looked towards the dance floor. I was actually thinking of the square dance of the middle-aged women in the future.

Han Chudong was laughing happily. His friends thought he had set his eyes on someone and said to him, "Go and try out whoever you like. Now that we are here, let's drink some wine and go down to dance. I recently practiced a new dance at home. It will be absolutely amazing..."