Chapter 218: Cards (Catching Bugs) After singing, we played poker, and then...
Chapter 218: Card Face (Catching Bugs)
With 3 million as a bottom line, Boss Wan feels that he is "robust" again, and everything is fine again!
No matter what, I will drag everyone to sing karaoke.
"Go, you must go. Anyone who doesn't go today is disrespecting me, Old Wan!"
Today's karaoke halls are decorated very luxuriously. Just looking at them from the outside, they are golden and exude the air of nouveau riche. They are so grand that ordinary people dare not even take a second look, for fear that they will be charged for doing so.
However, in the eyes of Yan Jiuru and others, this decoration is just tacky, and they don’t care about the glittering gold, the colorful flashing lights and the deafening sound.
Although I don't like this decoration style, it's still quite refreshing to be able to order songs and sing them by myself.
To be honest, even Yan Jiuru hasn't tried it.
He is usually busy with work, and when he has free time he has to take care of the children and the elderly, and occasionally have some romantic time alone with his wife. Although he knows about this kind of place, he has never been there.
Let’s not talk about Yan Jiuru’s face. Even Lao Wan is a big boss with some fame. Although it is rumored that he has lost a lot of money, as long as he has not collapsed, the karaoke bar manager has to pretend not to know and praise him respectfully and kindly.
"Boss Wan, look...what do you need?" the karaoke bar manager asked tentatively.
What if the rumors are wrong?
"Let's just sing on our own today, don't mess around with anything else." Lao Wan waved his hand. "All your spending today will be put on my account!"
"Oh, okay." The manager saw that he was confident and felt that he was not defeated.
It’s not collapsed yet, I can make money again.
The ladies who had been trying to strike up a conversation with a group of middle-aged men were impatiently waved away by the manager, "Go away, go back to your business."
The ladies had no choice but to retreat in shame.
"Manager, what's wrong?" Lili, the leader, hugged the manager's arm in a coquettish manner, trying to get some information from him.
After all, judging from their attire, those people are not ordinary people (fog, these people went to Champs-Elysées to attend a wedding, of course they were dressed nicely). Those who come to such a place are either rich or powerful, and no matter who they hook up with, it will be enough for the sisters to show off.
"Go away, stop asking questions! Don't ask things that you shouldn't ask, otherwise..." He glanced at Lili and didn't say anything else.
But Lili had already shuddered, and slowly loosened her arms, saying obediently, "I understand, Manager."
After the manager left, she took out a small mirror and turned around to pretend to touch up her makeup. When no one was paying attention, she pressed her hand on her chest, which was beating violently. It was not because of excitement, but because of fear.
Their Capital Marriott KTV is a top-notch karaoke bar. The big bosses who come here are all worth less than 10 million. The invited guests are either rich or noble, and each of them is not simple.
To be able to run a karaoke bar like this, not to mention the big boss behind it, even the manager in charge of reception is no ordinary person. Which one of them is not a ruthless person?
Just that one glance made her break out in sweat.
After calming down, Lili put on a proud face and said to the sisters who were winking at each other not far away, "Don't mess around with the guests in this hall! Don't say I didn't warn you. If something goes wrong, no one will take care of you!"
After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs.
Didn’t you see those sisters behind her gossiping about each other, looking down on her and laughing at the manager’s cold face?
***
Fruit platters, snacks, cigarettes, and drinks were brought up in a continuous stream, filling the tea table.
Lao Wan wanted something else called Hennessy XO, but everyone stopped him: "Just sing, and then order some more drinks and we'll leave."
What a joke! Look at the price list. A bottle of mineral water that costs one yuan outside costs six yuan here. A bottle of Huazi that costs 15 yuan is sold for 25 yuan, and Hennessy is 2,688 yuan a bottle.
This is not the most expensive one, Louis XIII is priced at 12,888 yuan!
Others may not know, but Yan Jiuru knows that this kind of drink is only for fools, it is just a random blend, there is no real stuff at all.
Even if it is sold for 128,888 yuan, it is mixed by himself in a small dark room.
Lao Wan was stunned by this: he always prided himself on being knowledgeable, but he didn't expect that he would be taken advantage of.
Li Xiangdong patted his shoulder with good intentions and said, "Forget it, brother. Since you are kind to our classmates, I will give you an insider information. Your sister-in-law's brother works in customs. It is said that there are several bottles of this kind of foreign liquor imported every year.
Just think about it, there are hundreds of karaoke bars in Yancheng alone, and it’s not possible to get a bottle in each of them.
You guys still drink a few bottles every month, haha, I wonder if it tastes better with tap water, or if there's no original liquor in it at all?"
"My condolences."
“Fuck!” Lao Wan wiped his face and cursed. Everyone knew that the things here were highly profitable, so at least it wasn’t a waste of money if he could open a bottle of genuine goods. . . . .
Even if I don’t drink, I still have to smoke. But when I look at the price of cigarettes, I can’t help but touch my pocket.
Don’t look at the directors or section chiefs among the seven or eight people here. None of them has more than a hundred yuan in their pockets.
Even Minister Yan can't spare 500 yuan in cash in his pocket right now.
It was Lao Wan who called out, "Hey, take two boxes of Huazi first."
After lighting a cigarette, the waiter attentively brought the song list.
"Let's order some songs."
Lao Wan didn't force himself to spend the money. After all, he knew his current weight and weight, and saying that he wanted to order Hennessy was just a pretense.
"Come on, order some songs."
***
In recent years, pop songs have been particularly popular in the music scene. Not to mention every year, there are popular songs released almost every month, and major music charts are full of them. Almost every song on the charts is very nice and worth listening to.
A few grown men gathered together to study for a long time before they chose "Goodbye Kiss", "Looking Back", "Boundless Oceans and Skies", "The Sea", and "Xiao Fang".
Yan Jiuru ordered an English song "Louis Brothers".
There was no English version of the tape in the karaoke bar, so the last song played was Zhang Qiang's cover of "The Girl Under the Streetlight".
We were all classmates, and we sang at various activities in college. However, the conditions were limited at that time, and we mostly sang a cappella. Now we have music accompaniment tapes, so of course we just sing at the top of our lungs.
"...Grandpa has a chicken coop...Oh oh...steal my teeth..." Lao Wan squinted his eyes and was immersed in his own Cantonese song. Jin Yong and others laughed so hard that they fell over and grabbed the microphone to sing themselves.
However, this song is nice but difficult to sing. Not only is it out of tune from the start, but my Cantonese is even worse than Lao Wan's.
Yan Jiuru couldn't help singing a song: "...Chasing grass in all directions, the desert is vast... Not afraid of the wind and frost blowing on my face... The Condor Heroes leads me to gallop across the frontier, smiling proudly in this life, never tired of it..."
"Okay~"
"Nine Brother, you're great, you sing well, come on, one more!"
Not only did Yan Jiuru sing English songs well, his Cantonese pronunciation was also very standard, which made several classmates envious.
The same song sung in Mandarin will not sound as good as in Cantonese.
Yan Jiuru also explained: "Cantonese retains some of the ancient rhymes, which makes it sound charming when sung. The same lyrics sung in Mandarin naturally don't have that feeling."
"Alright, alright, it's not class time, never mind. Come on, let's sing a few more songs!"
After singing, they played poker, then continued singing. Then in the evening they found a barbecue restaurant outside to eat barbecue and drink beer. In short, these men were making a lot of noise.
Including Yan Jiuru, every bone seemed to have become lighter.
Fortunately, I didn’t ask anyone to accompany me.
***
When he returned home, Yan Jiuru's voice was a little hoarse.
However, it is definitely different to go out and have fun with classmates, and I feel very happy.
Normally, I don’t have this much fun playing with colleagues at work or people in the factory. After all, I have a high status and I have to be a little polite.
Classmates are different, especially those who have lived in the same dormitory for several years. It is not an exaggeration to say that they just pass the paper to each other when taking a shit. They have no idol image at all and just do it happily.
In the evening, Chen Yin called home as usual.
Yan Jiuru was chattering to his wife on the phone about what happened today.
In addition to lending more than 3 million yuan, he went to karaoke to sing songs and promised: "When you come back, we will go to sing too.
I think the speakers are pretty good, they're probably imported from Xiaozi, the sound quality is pretty good, and they have tuning, amplifiers, and subwoofers. The whole set costs at least hundreds of thousands of yuan."
Chen Yin was very careful. After listening, she asked, "Didn't you borrow three million from Lao Wan? Why are you paying back more than three million?"
Yan Jiuru coughed lightly, also drunk. "Well, didn't I hear that Shitou's father had surgery? I didn't know before, so it's a great honor to know now. And..."
Chen Yin laughed. "Alright, I'll lend it to you. I don't blame you. I've been too busy these past two years, often shut up in research and development, and haven't been in touch with my classmates. I should have helped out earlier."
"However, once this is opened, you must be mentally prepared."
Yan Jiuru understood what she meant and nodded, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
***
Go back to work after National Day.
"What? Which channel are you interviewing?" After finishing a bunch of official business, Yan Jiuru was just about to take a break when his secretary Xiao Wang brought him a fax.
Xiao Wang hurriedly said, "It's the Yancheng Finance Channel."
The Ministry of Commerce and other departments are regular visitors to CCTV's financial and other channels, but there are not many local TV stations and financial channels in Yancheng. After all, there is CCTV there, and all the big programs are broadcast on CCTV. The local stations only have to give a press release to get rid of the leftovers.
"This time, it's called a profile interview, mainly focusing on you personally, and it will also be reprinted in Business Elite Weekly."
"Yancheng Finance?" When Yan Jiuru heard this, he remembered the business card in his pocket.
He thought for a moment and said, "Let them send the interview title and questions over first."
"Ah, alright, Minister."
Xiao Wang nodded in agreement and went away happily.
Yan Jiuru looked at his back, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, and didn't know what he was thinking about.
***
"Hey, wow? Is that Cheng Wei from Yancheng TV's financial channel?"
Xiao Wang glanced around while holding the phone. Seeing the person sitting at the door of the administrative office seemed to crane his head to glance, he quickly turned around, covering the microphone with his hand, and said in a low voice, "It's me, Secretary Wang from the Minister of Commerce's Office."
"Yes, that's right. Our minister is somewhat interested in your interview. Please fax us the interview intention and relevant content so that we can study it."
As for the so-called research, for an organization like theirs, the possibility of getting an interview is relatively high, so Xiao Wang's tone was very certain.
The opponent probably didn't expect to win it so easily, and was obviously very happy.
I don't know what was said on the phone, but Xiao Wang responded repeatedly with some excitement.
After finishing the business on the phone, a gentle female voice on the other end said, "By the way, Secretary Wang, I happen to have two tickets for the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra concert this weekend. I don't have time to see it, so it's a good opportunity for you to take your girlfriend or lover to see it."
Xiao Wang quickly declined, saying that they were not allowed to accept money or anything from lower-level units.
However, Cheng Wei giggled and said, "...Shh, don't be so loud. This is an internal ticket, allocated by the company, in the front row, you can't buy it even if you have money.
You know, if I accept this interview, I won’t have time to watch it. I must prepare well for the interview.
It would be such a shame to waste it.
Besides, we might deal with each other often in the future. You have your own rules, so I have to give you this free gift as a token of my appreciation.
You must accept it, we still have to cooperate with the work in the future... "
"We'll be waiting for you at the Grand Theater entrance at 2pm this weekend~"
Since the tickets were free, Xiao Wang felt relieved. He asked with a hint of doubt, "The Grand Theater hasn't been repaired yet, right?"
"Well, that's for external use.
I’m just telling you that part of the interior has been completed, and some of the performances that are not open to the public are all here…”
It turned out to be like this...
Xiao Wang put down the phone and felt like the door to a new world had opened before him.
He never knew that there were such internal performances, and he didn't know that this large theater that was not yet fully built had already started to host reception activities, um, non-public performances!
Ignorant!
Xiao Wang set a goal for himself: make more friends, gain more knowledge, and never show weakness in the future.
***
Yan Jiuru received a call from Accountant Hu, saying that Lao Wan went to Accountant Hu with a written IOU to borrow money.
He was quite anxious.
"Give him three million, by check or wire, into my personal account. Also, give him fifty thousand in cash. No IOU is needed. Have him give it to my classmate."
Accountant Hu is not a cashier, but he manages Yan Jiuru's personal account, and he deals with the bank for all the money coming in and out.
He is a cautious and meticulous person. No matter how much money he spends, he will confirm it with Yan Jiuru. This is exactly what Yan Jiuru likes about him.
Lao Wan received three million yuan in his account within an hour. After deducting the bank debt and personal debts, there was still 3.27 yuan left in the account.
Lao Wan couldn't help but shed a few tears.
He had won tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan at a time before and didn't feel anything about it, but this three million yuan made him feel a lot.
Even though there are only a little over three dollars left, I no longer have to be pressed for money every day.
He still has tens of millions of dollars in receivables. As long as he is given enough time, he can still make a comeback.
He drove his BMW to visit his two classmates and brought Yan Jiuru's "gifts".
The remaining money was given to him by Yan Jiuru for "living".
It was because Brother Jiu knew that after he paid off the debt, he would have almost nothing in his hands, so he gave him some cash.
It was also specifically stated that this was not considered a loan.
But he knew in his heart that he would repay this kindness double when he got better in the future.
And now, he still has to sell the BMW and replace it with a Jetta or something.
The money from selling the car was the capital for him to continue his steel business.
As for the car, as long as it can be used, the brand is no longer important.
While Lao Wan was busy making a comeback, Yan Jiuru also got an interview topic from the financial channel of Yancheng TV Station.
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