After six dances in a row, Li Banfeng changed six dance partners.
Zhou Yujuan, the owner of Xianle Dance Hall, was standing on the second-floor corridor, wearing a dark purple cheongsam and holding a round fan in her hand.
Fanning herself with her left hand and supporting the corridor railing with her right hand, Zhou Yujuan looked at the dance floor in the hall on the first floor and stared at Li Banfeng for a moment, then frowned slightly.
This guest doesn't know the rules very well.
In this kind of dance hall, dancing is never the focus; the focus is choosing a dance partner.
Dance two or three dances in the hall, choose a suitable partner, and then go upstairs or go out, change to a suitable place, and do the right thing.
Li Banfeng only dances and doesn't choose people, which is not appropriate.
Zhou Yujuan called a woman over and whispered, "Tell that man that it's 80 yuan for one dance, and let him pay first."
A song is less than three minutes long and they charge 80 yuan. This means Li Banfeng should get out of here as soon as possible and stop taking advantage of him.
The woman came back soon with a thousand yuan in cash in her hand: "Sister, the customer said that the dance here is very good and he wants to continue dancing."
Zhou Yujuan frowned even more tightly.
Xianle Dance Hall is considered a first-class place in Yaowanggou, but the price is not that high. One thousand yuan is enough for Li Banfeng to take two dance partners upstairs to sleep for a night. What's the point of him dancing here all the time?
Years of experience told her that this person was here to cause trouble.
Zhou Yujuan ordered again: "Ask Lao Gu to change the song and play "When Will You Return?"
Lao Gu is the operator of the hand-cranked record player.
After hearing the boss's instructions, Lao Gu understood what he meant and changed the record immediately.
"Beautiful flowers don't always bloom, beautiful scenery doesn't always last, sorrow can turn into a smile, tears can turn into longing~~"
"When Will You Return" is a song that must be played every night in the Xianle Dance Hall. This song is very special and is equivalent to the closing song. When guests hear "When Will You Return", they have to quickly choose a dance partner. When the song ends, the dance hall will close.
All the gentlemen present had chosen their dance partners. Li Banfeng's partner held Li Banfeng's hands tightly, touched his conscience, and asked affectionately: "Sir, let's go upstairs."
Li Banfeng said seriously, "Why go upstairs? Isn't it nice to dance here?"
The girl looked at Li Banfeng anxiously: "Sir, we will close after this dance."
"Why is it closed? I just paid the money!" Li Banfeng was very dissatisfied.
The dancer whispered, "If you take me upstairs, you don't have to pay me any extra money."
"Who said he doesn't have to pay!" The boss Zhou Yujuan slowly walked down the stairs. The girl's voice was so soft, but she still heard it.
Good ears.
This should be a voyeur.
The music stopped abruptly, and Zhou Yujuan came to Li Banfeng and said with a smile: "Sir, we are closed. Please come back tomorrow."
Li Banfeng asked: "I just gave you 1,000 yuan and you closed the store. Is this appropriate?"
Zhou Yujuan pretended to be surprised: "Sir, you hold our girl and dance, shouldn't you be paid?"
Li Banfeng looked at Zhou Yujuan and said, "I paid you for dancing. One dance costs 80 yuan. I danced seven times. I have only spent half of the 1,000 yuan. And you want to kick me out?"
The guests around gradually moved away from the center of the dance floor.
They knew that dancing was free at the Fairyland Dance Hall, and all they had to pay was pollen money and drinks.
They also know that if the boss comes to ask for money for dancing, it means someone is going to cause trouble.
Zhou Yujuan raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Li Banfeng: "Sir, eighty yuan is for dancing, but for each song, I have to charge you an extra hundred yuan."
"What kind of money?"
"You have the upper hand."
Li Banfeng's hand was holding the girl's conscience.
He didn't mean to hold it, the girl had held his hand before.
Now the girl was no longer as generous and enthusiastic as before. She was filled with shame and anger. She pulled Li Banfeng's hand away and angrily asked, "Sir, what are you doing?"
She seemed to be insulted by Li Banfeng.
The girl took the initiative to dance the last song with Li Banfeng, and seemed to be well prepared.
Li Banfeng did not argue, but nodded and said, "I'll pay you the hundred yuan."
Zhou Yujuan raised her eyebrows, shook her head and smiled, "One hundred yuan alone is not enough. We seven girls have danced with you for seven times, and every one of us has let you take advantage of us. One hundred yuan per girl, plus these seven hundred yuan, your one thousand yuan is not enough."
Li Banfeng was very surprised: "Seven girls, I took advantage of them all?"
Zhou Yujuan nodded seriously: "I'm a girl, and I'm at a disadvantage if I let you touch my hand."
Li Banfeng thought this didn't make sense: "How can you dance without touching hands? Do the guests here pay?"
Zhou Yujuan looked at Li Banfeng with sympathy, her big eyes flashing: "Other customers don't have to pay, that's because the girls are willing.
If the girl is willing, you can touch her anywhere you want, but you can't. The girl finds you disgusting. If the girl is unwilling, you have to pay even if you touch her fingernail!"
Li Banfeng was still planning to reason with Zhou Yujuan when he suddenly felt that danger was approaching.
He raised his head and looked towards the corridor on the second floor.
Behind the fence stood a middle-aged man.
The man was about 1.6 meters tall, bald, with a beard, wearing a double-breasted gray cloth shirt. He held a pair of walnuts in his hands and rubbed them continuously.
At this moment, he was staring at Li Banfeng.
Many of the guests present knew the man. Some of them took their dance partners out for the night, while others left money for their drinks and just left.
Such a thin man has such a great deterrent power.
Although Li Banfeng had never seen him before, he recognized his identity.
Because in Li Banfeng's eyes, there was not only this man standing in the corridor on the second floor, but there were more than a dozen people standing behind him.
There are fifteen, Li Banfeng counted them.
These fifteen people were both men and women, dressed differently, but the only thing they had in common was that they all had green flames on their bodies.
This is the ghost servant of Nightmare Cultivator. This thin man is Du Hongxi, the patrol officer of the Second Division of Yaowang Hall of Jiang Xiang Gang.
Du Hongxi arrived, and the other guests left. Zhou Yujuan's smile was no longer so gentle: "I don't want to argue with you over a few loose coins. Sir, leave another thousand yuan and you can go back."
"Another thousand dollars?"
Zhou Yujuan nodded: "Do you think I want too much?"
"Why do you want one thousand more? What's the logic behind this?" Li Banfeng wanted to hear what else the boss had to say.
Zhou Yujuan laughed and said, "You want to reason with me? Are you qualified? Take a piss and look at yourself. Who do you think you are?
I'm in a good mood now, so I'll pay my way out of here, and be more careful next time, and don't go to places you shouldn't be in."
Li Banfeng looked at Du Hongxi again. Behind him, two ghost servants passed through the fence and slowly descended from the second floor.
Li Banfeng raised his eyebrows, opened his wallet, took out one thousand in cash and gave it to Zhou Yujuan.
Zhou Yujuan took the money and said tenderly, "Get out!"
Li Banfeng turned and left, and Du Hongxi asked the ghost servant to follow him.
Li Banfeng walked out of the hall quickly, and the two of them went through the wall and chased into the corridor, but they did not see Li Banfeng, only the open door at the end of the corridor.
He left?
Walking so fast?
After searching for a while, Li Banfeng was not found. The two ghost servants sniffed and found no trace of living beings nearby.
It seems that Li Banfeng is really gone.
The two ghost servants returned to Du Hongxi, and Zhou Yujuan also returned to the corridor on the second floor.
Du Hongxi hugged Zhou Yujuan's waist and kissed her on the cheek: "If you meet this kind of thug in the future, don't waste time talking to him. Just tell me and I will deal with him directly."
Zhou Yujuan said coquettishly: "Master, it's just a small matter, how can I let you suffer."
Du Hong smiled and said, "My dear, I am willing to die of exhaustion for you."
Zhou Yujuan pouted and said, "Master, this is what you said. You are not allowed to complain about being tired tonight."
The two entered the bedroom on the third floor. Fifteen ghost servants were divided into three teams, guarding every corner of the third floor.
With these ghost servants guarding him, even if a third-level martial artist rushed up to the third floor, he would not be able to hurt Du Hongxi at all.
Du Hongxi does not need to do any extra control. They will always protect Du Hongxi's safety. When fighting is needed, they are fearless. When fighting is not needed, they will never relax.
They are not afraid of intimidation and do not care about inducements. As long as they are not scared to death, they will never leave their posts.
But tonight is an exception.
At three o'clock in the morning, a song suddenly came from the record player in the lobby on the first floor:
"I have a love affair.
Who should I tell this to?
The confidant has gone out.
He left and there was no news~"
The ghost servants all stuck their heads out and looked towards the first floor.
This was the most beautiful song they had ever heard.
They tried hard to listen, but the volume of the record player was a little low.
The two ghost servants couldn't help it, so they passed through the fence, left the third floor, and flew to the record player.
The other ghost servants struggled for a moment and then followed.
They all gathered around the record player and listened to the song quietly.
Li Banfeng slowly shook the record player and counted the number of ghost servants.
Fifteen, all here.
ps: Actually, I think the hand-cranked record player tastes very good.
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