The woman was already impatient, especially after being told by those men that she was wasting her money and being treated like a fool. She was already feeling uncomfortable.
After entering, I was tricked again and couldn't buy clothes right away.
It was about to erupt.
Suddenly, I heard a gentle young man's voice, a handsome, fair-skinned face, and clear, respectful eyes.
The anger that had been burning inside the woman vanished without a trace.
A smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
“Alright, young master, take me there.”
Shui Sheng examined her carefully, then tentatively asked, "Is Madam the VIP customer who recently purchased three sets of designer-level ready-to-wear clothing from our store?"
The woman beamed, her plump face revealing a double chin, and asked with delight, "Young man, I didn't expect you to have such a good memory! Even after all this time, you still remember me?"
Dozens of chairs were arranged below the platform, and there was a tea table next to it.
On top are delicate hazelnut shortbread, chestnut shortbread, melon seeds, and seasonal fruits, along with tea and teacups.
There's even a slightly more expensive bamboo wine.
Not many.
A small wine pot. About two ounces.
The guests became increasingly satisfied.
Not bad, it's almost as good as the library's facilities.
One of the more impatient men shouted, "Hurry up and get the girls out here to greet the guests, hehe."
A commotion and murmurs erupted.
There were quite a few women present who sneered, "You damn fools, can't you keep your mouths shut? This is a respectable place, not a pleasure boat."
The man who was reprimanded was not angry; instead, he became even more unrestrained.
Uncle Fu stood on the high platform, his face calm, and said loudly, "When we watch the song and dance performance later, our store will not allow the guests below to whistle, make lewd remarks, or make loud noises that would disrupt the performance."
These girls in the brothel were all respectable girls from respectable families who sold their art but not their bodies.
Please have some self-respect, guests!
"One warning, fifty coins deducted. A second time, don't blame me for being ruthless. Throw him out."
With a wave of his hand, a dozen burly men in black, clearly temporarily drawn from the cloth shop and bookstore, with stern eyes, quietly dispersed to various corners.
He stood there quietly, holding a thick stick in his hand.
His gaze was fixed intently on the crowd.
The man immediately became serious. "Looks like you're really serious."
For a moment, he found it difficult to suppress his joking thoughts.
Keep your mouth shut.
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