There is still half a month left before Baihualou’s anniversary celebration, and the girls in the building are seizing the time to rehearse.
Lin Jing had never been to a brothel. Firstly, his mother was strict with him, and secondly, he had someone in his heart. At that time, his heart and eyes were full of Feng Qian.
He didn't understand why his benefactor brought him here. He said he was meeting a client. Come to think of it, many businessmen liked to do business in places like brothels and flower boats.
Now the madam no longer avoids Han Zeyu. Instead, she greets him warmly, asks him to watch the rehearsal progress, and gives some constructive suggestions.
Han Zeyu, a semi-professional, was once transferred to the aerobics major during his elective course in college.
Given his height, physique, and appalling flexibility, he basically served as a background board and porter in the elective courses.
Fortunately, the female aerobics teacher, seeing that he never missed classes and was always hardworking, gave him a good score of 85 with the unanimous approval of the female classmates, making all his roommates envious.
His roommates all said that he was a scheming guy. He went there just to feast his eyes on a group of beautiful female classmates who were wearing tight gymnastics suits and practicing graceful stretching movements in front of a large mirror that took up an entire wall.
Han Zeyu beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying that he was more wronged than Dou E, because he was clearly looking at one of the few male classmates in the class.
After all, he had been exposed to the exercises for a whole year and knew the basic choreography. In addition, he could only study the gymnastic equipment out of boredom during class, so he could be considered knowledgeable.
Things like fans, scarves, and ribbons can be easily handled with just a few techniques. You don't need to be very proficient, as long as you can dance with them and create visual effects.
Ropes, bamboo rings, rattan balls, and wooden sticks require a solid foundation to use flexibly.
Otherwise, if you throw a wooden stick into the air and then catch it with your head, everyone in Junshan Mansion will hear about it and it will be the headline gossip the next day.
"Shocking! Why did the top dancer get bloodied at the 10th anniversary celebration of Bai Cui Lou?"
Even though Lin Jing had never seen the world, he knew that things were not like that in brothels.
Han Zeyu poked him and told him to stop watching the fun and get down to business.
Lin Jing followed his benefactor closely and saw him take out a book from his arms, flip through it, take out the small advertisement sandwiched in the middle and hand it to the madam.
Aunt Qing thought she was knowledgeable, but when she took the palm-sized piece of paper and read it carefully, her expression gradually became strange.
Han Zeyu opened the book in his hand at the right time and handed it to her.
Wow, they can play it like this, the tricks are really deep.
After reading it roughly, Aunt Qing felt like she had opened the door to a new world. Her impression after reading it can be summed up in two words: "Great book!"
Right in front of Lin Jing's eyes, his benefactor reached a "dirty" deal with the brothel madam.
In her hand, she was tossing a light pink purse up and down, which contained the deposit paid by Aunt Qing.
Han Zeyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and asked Lin Jing happily: "Have you learned it?"
Lin Jing wanted to say that he had failed in his studies, but seeing that his benefactor was in a good mood, if he was ruined by him...
For some reason, Lin Jing remembered the stretcher he saw when he first met him, and suddenly felt pain in his heel.
After weighing the pros and cons, Lin Jing nodded with a heavy heart, wondering if his benefactor would put him in a sack if the sales results were not satisfactory.
When Han Zeyu saw Lin Jing's timid look, he knew that he had not fully learned it. In fact, he was very easy to talk to most of the time, like now.
He felt the pain of the poor students, and he and Zheng Yi's poor student alliance had a new member.
After Su Shien learned about the existence of this small group, he personally wrote a line of large characters: "If poor students exchange their experiences with poor students, they will only become worse."
When Han Zeyu saw it, he was so angry that he almost swallowed the paper.
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At this time, Han Zeyu was still sharing experiences with Lin Jing: "The reason why you don't have career ambition is because you have a good life. In short, you are not short of money."
Lin Jing nodded halfway when he suddenly stopped and said hesitantly, "Actually, I used to be short of money a lot, but I don't think that will happen in the future."
Han Zeyu understood and patted his shoulder sympathetically. Being a bootlicker is indeed very expensive.
"Too many people are eyeing your public assets, and your family hasn't split up. Even if it did, you're the legitimate son, so they wouldn't ask you to move out. So you should have some private assets. Think about it, wouldn't it be nice to have some private money? You're almost twenty, and you're asking your mother for money every day. Isn't that shameful?"
Lin Jing lowered his head in shame, but what made him feel ashamed was not asking his mother for money, but the fact that he had never had such a luxury as private money.
His mother is already forty years old, but she still asks his grandfather for money. This is their family tradition and there is no need to feel ashamed.
Well, Han Zeyu admitted that he was jealous. Reincarnation is really a technical job, and it is obvious that Lin Jing is better than him.
After calming down, Han Zeyu was actually trying to cheer them up. "Although our gray industry is not worthy of being mentioned in public, the money we earn cannot be faked. Hide your vests, stay in the dark, and make a fortune quietly."
Lin Jing's heart was filled with excitement. He felt that he was carrying out a very great project. For his first pot of private money, he gave it his all!
"Boss Han!"
"I vow to keep my innocence in this world..."
Han Zeyu was furious and kicked Lin Jing, the idiot: "Shut up and stop calling me by my pen name. It's so embarrassing!"
Lin Jing suddenly realized that the benefactor had to be proud, and he was rude, so he started again: "Mr. Qingbai, let us encourage each other!"
Han Zeyu nodded modestly, that's pretty good.
Su Shien felt that Lin Jing was particularly annoying. He had a home but didn't go back. Instead, he was hanging around Yu Ge'er all day. Didn't he have a sense of boundaries?
Han Zeyu happily squeezed into her husband's arms. She was jealous. Oh no! What should she do with his boundless charm?
Fortunately, Lin Jing set off for home the next day. On the way, he kept practicing over and over again on how to negotiate with others and how to get better results.
When Lin's mother saw her son return safely, it was obvious that the pain of losing his love had mostly healed. He also knew to thank her for helping him to deal with the aftermath.
Lin's mother was so moved that she sent someone to Junshan Mansion at full speed to deliver a thank-you gift. She was grateful for the advice given to her silly son.
Three days later, Han Zeyu received a thank-you gift from the provincial capital. He felt shamelessly jealous. Lin Jing was such a lucky guy!
At the same time, the hot topic in the provincial capital has changed from the Feng and Lin families breaking off their engagement to the young master of the Lin family frequenting brothels.
Although Lin Jing did not stay overnight in the brothel, this was like a signal that Lin Jing had really let go of his feelings for Feng Qian.
This also means that other families who have girls who are suitable can act as soon as possible.
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