Chapter 67 Massage Parlor I think this one is pretty good.
"Not only did they rob her, they also took Liu Hong out to spend the night!"
"Wow, that must be a lot of money? Who is so generous? Why don't you go to a fancy place and play here with us?"
"What a lavish thing! I think he must have been thinking about it for a long time, and finally saved up enough money to make up his mind to be extravagant!"
They were still laughing and chatting when a man suddenly came up to Zhang and said, "Hey, brother!"
He subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw the man wearing a denim jacket, with his hair combed back and a cigarette in his mouth. He looked nonchalant, and asked curiously, "Where are those Meichun and Liuhong you just mentioned from?"
Lao Zhang looked at him suspiciously: "Why are you asking this?"
Zhou Qiming groaned, took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, bent down and handed them out one by one, while winking and smiling, "I just heard what you said, and I feel itchy inside..."
Old Huang glanced at the cigarette box and touched his cheek with his tongue: "Oh, Big Red Eagle."
Zhou Qiming laughed and gave him the pack of cigarettes, saying, "It's fate that we meet in this small place. Eat and drink well, buddy. This meal is my treat!"
With a "pop", the lighter flame burst into flame, and the cigarette butt lit up into little red stars. Old Huang said to him: "How can this be so embarrassing?"
"Hey, what's there to be embarrassed about?" Zhou Qiming moved a stool to Lao Huang's side and whispered, "To be honest, I just came here because of what you said."
He rubbed his hands and chuckled, "Brother, I just came to this place and haven't gotten familiar with it yet, so I wanted to find a place to have fun! Who knew the police here are so strict? I looked around but couldn't find it. So I wanted to find you guys to take me around." He touched his shoulder, looking like a good brother.
Old Huang snorted and sneered at him: "Then you finally found the right person. The police in Pingjiang are very strict. If there is any sign of something wrong, they will beat you up. You are a newcomer, so it's normal that you can't find anyone."
Zhou Qiming sighed and said, "So, I am lucky this time. I met you guys, big brother."
Old Huang looked him up and down, holding his glass without saying anything.
Zhou Qiming gritted his teeth and said, "How about this, big brother, I'll pay for tonight's expenses! How do you think?"
Old Huang smiled and said, "That's true...My spending tonight is not cheap."
Zhou Qiming felt a little pain, but still waved his hand pretending to be generous: "It's not cheap, just consider it as making friends! I think we are destined to be together, it's just a small expense, it's worth it!"
The people nearby burst into laughter upon hearing this: "Good boy, good boy, you have guts!"
Old Zhang put his arm on his shoulder and laughed, "Let me tell you, the woman our Huang likes will cost this much." He stretched out a slap and said jokingly, "Don't be unable to pay when the time comes, it will be a huge embarrassment!"
Zhou Qiming held his hand, broke off the other four fingers, leaving only the index finger, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about that number, even if it's this number, we can't say it's not true."
The man's eyes changed slightly as he looked at him. Wow, he is quite a generous man.
I don’t know whether it is real or fake.
No matter whether he was really generous or pretending to be generous, as soon as he asked for money, Lao Huang's attitude immediately changed.
He moved closer, put his arm around Zhou Qiming's neck, and poured him a glass of wine affectionately: "We are brothers, it's so ugly to talk about money. Come on, let's drink - what's your name, brother?"
Zhou Qiming picked up the cup and drank it all, then waved his hand casually: "What's the use of having a noble surname? I'm just Xu Daqing. Just call me Old Xu!"
"Daqing Daqing, what a good name. It sounds like a blessed person!"
Zhou Qiming shook his head: "What's the point of being lucky or not? Aren't the two things that people rely on in their lives to have good food and good fun?"
Old Huang clapped his hands suddenly: "Well said!"
"Come on, come on, eat some food!"
The scene suddenly became noisy. Yue Lingchuan and others had already quietly left while they were getting along well with each other. After returning to Su Jinfu's house and sitting by the window for about twenty minutes, they saw Zhou Qiming coming out of the store and making a gesture to them.
Yue Lingchuan understood, stood up and said, "Let's go!"
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At seven o'clock in the evening, the bustling nightlife has begun. Guihua Street is not noticeable during the day. The shops are shabby and full of the style of the last century. At night, the whole street becomes extremely avant-garde, with colorful neon signs lighting up loudly and blazingly, giving each store a layer of ambiguous warm light.
A young woman in a casual yet professional suit stood outside the store, looked at the words "Fang Fang Massage Parlor" on the sign, and walked in tiredly.
The middle-aged woman at the counter was delighted when she saw the visitor, and hurried forward to greet the guest: "Hey, a guest is coming!"
She looked at her unconsciously for a few times, her smile deepened, and she asked tentatively: "Are you here..."
Shen Qingye raised his eyes to look at her and said unhappily, "Isn't this a massage parlor?"
The proprietress was certain and said quickly, "Yes, yes, of course it's a massage parlor!"
She turned sideways, led the man to the small bed, and asked enthusiastically: "Where do you want to be pressed, sister? What do you want?"
Shen Qingye sat down casually and shook his neck: "Massage your shoulders. My neck is almost broken after sitting in the office all day. By the way, find me someone with stronger hands."
"Okay! You lie down first, I will definitely find you an experienced chef!" The proprietress called out to the back: "Sister Li, a customer is coming!"
Shen Qingye was lying on the massage bed. When she looked up, she saw a middle-aged woman in her forties walking up from behind. She had a towel on her shoulders and a simple smile on her face. "Are you going to massage my shoulders?"
Shen Qingye nodded, and buried his whole body in the massage bed, looking very sleepy, and said in a buzzing voice: "More force."
"Okay, don't worry, girl. I have the best skills in our store!"
Shen Qingye hummed indifferently, closed his eyes and stopped talking, but his mind was unusually clear.
The space in the store is not very big. On the right hand side when you enter the door is the boss lady's counter, and on the left hand side are several massage beds placed against the wall. Each bed is separated by a curtain, so the privacy is not particularly good, but it is about the same for an ordinary massage shop. This is where normal customers should be served, and special services should be provided in the back.
Sure enough, two more people came one after another. They sounded like young and middle-aged men. The proprietress was very enthusiastic and since there were still several empty beds around Shen Qingye, she arranged them to stay in the back.
Shen Qingye's eyelashes trembled slightly.
This massage shop is doing good business. In just half an hour, many customers came.
Some were just ordinary massages, so they were arranged next to Shen Qingye; some might have special services, so they were taken to the back. Shen Qingye listened to what they said and guessed that they might have some secret codes.
They are so cautious and live in a remote area. No wonder the anti-pornography forces failed to catch them.
Guests came in waves. After the door opened again, Shen Qingye finally heard the familiar and bold voice of the man surnamed Huang:
"Sister Fang, I'm here!"
"Hey, Brother Huang is here! It's been a while since we last met!"
"I've been busy lately. Now that I have some time, why don't you come here right away?"
"That's what I thought. I thought you were tired of our place and went to another store!"
"How can I get tired of Sister Fang? Just don't complain about my frequent visits!"
"Look at what you said...hiss, this little brother looks a little unfamiliar..."
"This is my brother. Come with me today to see him. Sister Fang, you must arrange for the best chef to work for him later!"
"Don't worry! I promise that once you come here, you will never want to go anywhere else!"
The proprietress quickly called out, "Come on, come on, come to the back!"
Zhou Qiming looked around carelessly, without any scruples. Old Huang clung to the boss lady's shoulders and said with a grin, "Sister Fang, is there no one at Liuhong today?"
The lady boss patted him and said angrily, "What are you saying? Don't you know me?"
She leaned against him and said with a sweet smile, "She knows you're thinking about her. Liu Hong has been thinking about you too. She didn't pick anyone up these few days and was just waiting for you! It was only when she was sure you weren't coming that she reluctantly went to serve others."
Even though he knew that such words were just for listening and could not be taken seriously, Lao Huang still couldn't help but feel happy. He thought of what happened before and couldn't help but snorted: "If that Su guy hadn't interfered a few days ago, would I have waited until now to come?"
The lady boss hurriedly coaxed, "Yes, yes, yes, who is that guy? How can he be compared with our Brother Huang? I don't know where he stole the money from, but he acts like a nouveau riche!"
Zhou Qiming's heart moved when he heard this, and he came closer and asked curiously: "Oh, this is true? Is there anyone who dares to snatch people from Brother Huang? When did it happen?"
Old Huang said angrily: "Just a few days ago, a jerk showed up from nowhere and said he wanted to take Liu Hong away!"
He sighed and said, "I didn't want to argue with him that day, for fear of delaying your business! Otherwise, it's only a thousand yuan, can I not pay it?"
The lady boss said, "Yes, yes, our Brother Huang is generous and considerate. He is giving me face!"
As they were talking, they had already walked to a small private room. A sexy woman wearing a tight suspender dress immediately came up to them with a sweet smile: "Brother Huang is here."
Old Huang held her waist with one hand, and his big palm slowly moved around her waist and slowly fell on her buttocks: "Oh, you can't wait?"
"Brother Huang~" Liu Hong called out in a tender voice, her eyes fell on the person standing at the door, and she paused slightly.
Old Huang seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly turned around and said to the proprietress: "By the way, Sister Fang, please find a pretty girl for my brother too! He will pay for all the consumption today!"
"Ouch!" The proprietress was startled and clapped her hands, saying, "Brother Huang, why didn't you tell me earlier? Look at me, I was being rude, wasn't I?"
"Come on, boss, follow me! Let me tell you, there are so many top-notch girls in our store, I guarantee you'll be dazzled by the choices!"
Zhou Qiming stood still, watching Lao Huang and the other two being intimate as if no one was around, and then watching the proprietress's enthusiastic smile, leaning against the door, and said, "No need."
The smile on the boss lady's face froze, thinking that this deal was going to go down the drain. Then she heard him raise his chin and say to Liu Hong, "I think this one is pretty good."
Old Huang's expression changed instantly, and he loosened his hand on Liu Hong's buttocks. He stepped forward with a pair of thick eyebrows and said, "What do you mean?"
Zhou Qiming chuckled, took out an ID from his pocket, unfolded it and handed it to him, with a serious look on his face: "Police."
The proprietress's face suddenly changed. She was about to turn around and leave, but she saw that the aisle was full of people.
Wei Zhengyi put his hands in his pockets and said, "The store door is locked. Where is the boss lady going in such a hurry?"
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