As the elevator doors opened, two rows of female service staff dressed in bright red cheongsams bowed in unison, their voices sweet and gentle.
Zhang Jianhao's eyes widened as he stared at the girls' thin clothes that were slit up to their thighs, and he secretly exclaimed: Goodness, are the women of Shanghai really not afraid of the cold?
The brothers behind him also darted around, secretly sizing up the two rows of slender waitresses.
"Come, please sit down!"
Jiang Yuhong led everyone into a spacious private room and sat down first in the main seat.
Everyone took their seats.
Li Fuguo quietly tugged at Zhang Jianhao's sleeve and whispered, "Brother Gang, look at that color TV, good heavens, it's huge!"
Zhang Jianhao naturally noticed the color television on the wall, which was at least 21 inches in size, silently playing the popular film "A Better Tomorrow" that was all the rage in Funing County.
As they were talking, seven waitresses, all dressed in cheongsams with slits, gracefully entered the private room and stood behind each of them.
"Zhang Cheng, I've specially prepared a few authentic Shanghainese dishes for you. Please try them first!"
As soon as Jiang Yuhong finished speaking, the waiter standing behind Zhang Cheng took a small step forward and stood to Zhang Cheng's right, deftly picking up the serving chopsticks and dishes.
In the old society, only kings and generals could afford such a spectacle.
Zhang Jianhao watched as the waiter carefully picked up a piece of translucent fish and brought it to Zhang Cheng's mouth.
Zhang Cheng opened his mouth slightly awkwardly, chewed carefully, and found the taste to be just so-so.
"how?"
"It's alright, just a bit bland."
"Haha, the light flavor is one of the essences of Shanghainese cuisine. Come on, everyone, let's pick up our chopsticks!"
Just as Zhang Jianhao was about to reach for his chopsticks, the waiter behind him stepped forward gracefully and took out chopsticks and a plate for him.
Not only Zhang Jianhao and his group, but even Zhang Tian was momentarily at a loss. He thought to himself: This is truly Shanghai, this is truly Jiang Yuhong, this is what life should be like, this is the style of the rich!
Corruption! It's truly corruption!
Zhang Jianhao chewed on a piece of bland braised pork, his eyes constantly glancing at the waiter beside him, his gaze involuntarily drifting downwards.
A pair of snow-white thighs were faintly visible through the slit of the cheongsam, making him dizzy and almost giving him the urge to pounce on her and bite her hard.
Jiang Yuhong picked up his wine glass, gently swirling the amber-colored red wine inside, and looked at Zhang Cheng. "You rarely come to Shanghai, so stay a few more days and really experience the prosperity of this bustling metropolis. Besides, Shanghai is currently the fastest-growing city in the country, full of business opportunities. It just depends on whether you have the vision to seize them."
Zhang Cheng listened in silence.
"By the way, I'll take you to see the stock exchange tomorrow. That's a real treasure trove where you can make a fortune and make money from money."
Zhang Cheng shook his head slightly. "President Jiang, I'm not interested in stocks. In my opinion, they're too vague and unrealistic."
"Imagine? Hahaha, your thinking is far too narrow! The rise of stocks is an inevitable trend of the times. I predict that within a few years, everyone will be able to participate in securities trading; those will be the true trendsetters!"
Zhang Cheng ignored Jiang Yuhong's words.
Zhang Tian cautiously chimed in, "President Jiang, I heard you were a force to be reckoned with in the stock market last year, turning lead into gold!"
Seeing that Zhang Cheng showed little interest in securities, Jiang Yuhong stopped talking and instead began chatting with Zhang Tian. Zhang Tian was clearly very interested in the stock market, his words filled with longing, seemingly wanting to replicate Jiang Yuhong's overnight fortune.
This meal lasted for more than three hours.
After a satisfying meal, Jiang Yuhong led everyone to a well-decorated bathhouse.
Zhang Jianhao and the others found everything new and exciting, and one by one they went into the sauna completely naked.
They hadn't stayed for more than two minutes before they all ran out cursing and complaining, saying it was so hot inside it could roast a person alive.
After being rinsed clean, I was led to the second floor for a massage.
The masseuses were all young women.
Zhang Jianhao felt his blood boiling as those soft little hands roamed over his back, making him lose his senses.
"Sir, would you like to extend the time?" the masseuse whispered in his ear.
Add time? What the heck?
Zhang Jianhao looked bewildered. He turned his head to look at Zhang Cheng on the massage chair in the distance, wanting to ask him what was going on, but he felt too embarrassed to ask.
He gave a vague "hmm," which was taken as an affirmation.
"Then, sir, please come with me to the next room."
"Oh, oh!" Zhang Jianhao blushed, slightly hunched over, and followed the masseur step by step toward the private room next door.
Zhang Cheng slightly raised his eyes, glanced at Zhang Jianhao's back, and a cryptic smile appeared on his lips, but he remained silent.
"Sir, would you like to extend your time?" The woman massaging Zhang Cheng leaned close to his ear and spoke softly.
"No need."
"Then, sir, I'll take my leave now. Please rest well."
"Um."
Lying on the nearby massage chair, Jiang Yuhong turned to Zhang Cheng with a smile, "Old Zhang, do you know what 'adding time' means?"
Zhang Cheng grinned, revealing an expression that every man would understand.
"Hahahaha!" Jiang Yuhong laughed loudly, then stood up and put his arm around the female masseuse next to him. "Then you can do as you please. I need to find another place to relax!"
Zhang Tian chuckled and stood up. "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Jiang, I'll go and get busy too!"
Li Fuguo straightened up and shouted at Zhang Cheng, "Brother, what's the point of adding more time?"
The woman massaging him blushed, then smiled and whispered in his ear, "Sir, extend the time, so you can feel as comfortable as a little emperor!"
"Become a little emperor? What do you mean?" Li Fuguo frowned, then shook his head. "My brother won't join, so I won't join either!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuhong, who was next to Zhang Cheng, had already walked to the door with his female companion and turned back to give Zhang Cheng a meaningful look.
"Zhang Cheng, let your brothers have their fun for now. Come with me, I have some serious business to discuss with you privately."
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