The dance halls here are unparalleled in China. Their entertainment industry has become large-scale. This particular dance hall is luxuriously decorated, with a dance floor of over a thousand square meters. The dancers' costumes are exquisite, and their smiles show that they have received training.
You can see people from all over the world in the middle of the dance floor!
"Where is the boss from?" A middle-aged woman in her forties walked over and asked in Japanese first. When Lu Feng didn't respond, she switched to Chinese.
"You know quite a lot?" Lu Feng looked her over with interest and said, "I'm looking for someone, Da Gui!"
"You're looking for our deputy general manager? He's not here right now. Well, since you're already here, why don't you order a dance partner first and experience our service? When our deputy general manager returns, I'll introduce you." The woman clearly knew how to do business; judging from the layers of people surrounding Lu Feng, she was no ordinary person.
People like that are not short of money!
"Okay, then I'll do as you say!" Lu Feng agreed.
"Sir, our security here is excellent. You only need two bodyguards. Please come to the booth and rest for a while. I will bring the beauty over shortly." The woman led Lu Feng and his group to the booth.
The exact price wasn't clear, but the service was excellent. Kevin looked around and thought to himself, "It's really great to be a boss."
A dozen or so people walked over in a row a short while, dressed in various exotic styles, which was dazzling. Lu Feng glanced at them and was just about to pick one at random when a dozen or so tall and beautiful women walked over.
This row of beauties all seem to be exactly what men look for; their posture, appearance, and makeup are all exceptionally alluring.
"Wow!" Kevin couldn't help but exclaim.
Just as Lu Feng was about to tell the first group to leave, the female supervisor said, "Hello sir, the first row is for women, and the second row is for transvestites."
"Cough cough!"
Lu Feng and Kevin coughed twice in unison, creating an awkward moment.
"The second row is out of the question." Lu Feng then looked seriously at the first row, his gaze lingering on a beautiful woman. This woman made his heart skip a beat. He stood up, took a good look at her, and asked, "Sirami?"
"Huh? How do you know my name?" the woman asked, quite surprised.
"Do you know her, sir?" the supervisor couldn't help but ask.
Lu Feng carefully recalled the relevant timeline, then looked at Sirami. It really seemed like even God was on his side!
"This one will do," Lu Feng said to the supervisor. "Everyone else, you may leave."
After the foreman led the others away, Lu Feng stood up and said, "Please sit down!"
"Sir, how did you know my name?" She didn't sit down, but instead felt a little flustered. After all, everything today was too abnormal. Not to mention that Lu Feng knew her real name, as a consumer, this was the first time she had ever met someone so polite to her.
"I've seen you before, have you forgotten?" Lu Feng said evasively.
"I've only been working here for a few days." She was still somewhat suspicious.
“We’ve bumped into each other before, it seems you don’t remember. Sit down, sit down!” Lu Feng pulled her down to sit and waved to the waiter, saying, “Bring us your best set menu. How can we drink this when old friends are getting together?”
Sirami carefully searched her memory but couldn't find anyone named Lu Feng. She said, "I'm a dancer, boss. Let's hurry up and dance, there's a time limit."
"I'll take care of it! You can sit back and relax," Lu Feng said generously.
Kevin, sitting to the side, was a little confused. Had President Lu really come here? It really felt like an old friends reuniting.
A few minutes later, a dozen or so women walked over carrying a jumble of drinks, pastries, and fruit platters. Just as the music stopped, a voice came from the speakers: "Kiosk number eight, Mr. Lu from China, has spent three hundred thousand US dollars. Let us pay our respects to Mr. Lu!"
"puff!"
Lu Feng choked on his drink. Looking at the things on the table and the scantily clad young women standing around him, he realized that three hundred thousand US dollars had already been spent.
"Mr. Lu, are you alright?"
"It's alright!"
Everyone hurriedly helped him clean up, while Kevin ate pastries on the side, secretly smiling. He had heard Zhu Lidong talk a lot about how stingy President Lu was.
Zhu Lidong's original words were: "Asking for some money from President Lu is as easy as a chicken peeing. Liu Cheng asked President Lu for money... When has President Liu ever asked for money? Before he even asked, President Lu gave it to him!"
"I'm a little excited to see you. By the way, how old are you?" Lu Feng asked.
Twenty-three!
"Oh, oh, oh, it looks so young. Why is it dancing here?" Lu Feng chatted casually.
Seemingly having touched on a sore spot, Sirami appeared downcast. She picked up her glass, took a sip, and said, "I have to pay off loans. I had a lot of student loans when I was in school, and my family is sick. I have no choice."
“I remember you told me that you have a high level of education, and if all else fails, you should find a job,” Lu Feng suggested.
Sirami looked troubled and stammered, "Finding a job and earning money will take time. My dad is still in the hospital, and my brother is unemployed. I really have no other choice."
Her mother was not capable of working, her father suddenly fell ill, and her younger brother was idle all day long, either asking her for money or causing trouble outside.
The entire burden of the family fell on her shoulders, completely crushing this young woman.
Sirami drank quite a bit of alcohol and started crying as she talked about her experiences. Lu Feng could only hold her in his arms and comfort her. In this world, happy people are all alike in their happiness, while unhappy people are unhappy in their own way.
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