"I want to order some songs too. Miss Bei can't use the rules to get rid of us."
"If you break the rules once, you might as well stop making any rules."
…
The people in the audience were talking at once, and Manager Zhang was sweating profusely.
Bei Yutang looked at him and said, "You saw it too. It's not that I don't want to help, but that I can't help."
Manager Zhang was also hesitating between offending the big boss or considering the casino. As soon as the thought came to his mind, Bei Yutang had already given him the answer.
"Miss Bei, wait a minute."
When Manager Zhang saw her leaving, he quickly chased after her.
Inside the private room on the second floor, the chief secretary frowned slightly upon seeing the scene on stage. "Boss Feng, do you want me to ask that girl to sing for you?"
Feng Yi stood up and said, "No need."
The Chief Secretary said no more.
The two left the box on the second floor and went directly to the top floor.
Apart from Manager Zhang, no one else present knew that Feng Yi had been here.
Manager Zhang was worried that Feng Yi would be angry, and he was always nervous. It was not until he got off work and got home that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The next day, on the top floor of Royal No. 1.
The chief secretary was about to leave after reporting on her work. "When will she start?"
The chief secretary looked at the big boss in confusion.
This is a confusing sentence, even for someone with a high IQ, he doesn't know what it means.
"Mr. Feng, what are you talking about?" the chief secretary asked with gritted teeth.
"First floor." Feng Yi said these two words coldly.
When the chief secretary heard about the first floor, an idea struck him: "It starts at four and ends at five."
Feng Yi glanced at the time. It was 4:40 in the afternoon.
He stood up, and the chief secretary immediately followed him. The two took the elevator directly to the second-floor private room in the lounge area.
As soon as he entered the room, the chief secretary listened to the light voice and his cold facial expression relaxed unconsciously.
Feng Yi sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and listened to the ethereal voice. Gradually, his mind became empty and his tense nerves relaxed.
Twenty minutes later, Bei Yutang stopped singing. When the chief secretary came to his senses and looked at Feng Yi, he saw that the boss had fallen asleep.
An hour later, Feng Yi suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the chief secretary who had been guarding the room.
"What time is it?"
"Six o'clock sharp."
He actually slept soundly for more than an hour, which was something he had never done before.
The woman's singing did have some sleep-inducing effect.
The next day, Feng Yi glanced at the time. It was 4:10. He stood up from his seat and walked out of the office.
When the chief secretary saw him come out, he stood up quickly.
He was about to follow when he heard Feng Yi say, "No need to follow."
The chief secretary silently retracted his steps.
Feng Yi entered the box alone. The person on the stage had just finished singing a song and was choosing songs from dozens of discs. Looking at her choosing songs leisurely, he frowned slightly.
Feng Yi pressed a button.
When Manager Zhang saw the light on in that special room, his eyes widened. He ran all the way to the private room on the second floor and knocked on the door politely.
"Come in."
Hearing the low and cold voice, Manager Zhang swallowed unconsciously and pushed the door open.
Manager Zhang stood respectfully before him, head bowed, not daring to look him in the eye. He appeared calm, but his calves were actually trembling.
"Big Boss."
"One hundred thousand for a song, let her sing it."
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