Everyone was young, and especially after the addition of three beautiful young women who seemed to frequent nightclubs, Gao Feng's private room finally started to resemble a bar.
Let's play some games, drink some wine, and wiggle our waists!
When Apple and the others arrived, Fatty Jin was actually a little dizzy.
The lively atmosphere cooled down a bit, but after Fatty Jin gave a brief introduction, everyone warmed up again.
The three flight attendants, in particular, were excited and clamored for autographs when they learned that the guests were all minor celebrities from variety shows, leaving Apple and Yang Kai somewhat bewildered.
The news spread like wildfire, and soon even the managers of the surrounding private rooms and the bar knew that several contestants from popular variety shows had come to their establishment.
Not long after, the bar manager, accompanied by two henchmen and two bottles of fine wine, entered Gao Zhi's private room.
After explaining their purpose, everyone's attention focused on Apple and Yang Kai.
The manager's meaning was simple: as long as they went up and danced for a short time, just ten or fifteen minutes, their entire bill for the night would be waived, and they would also receive a few bottles of imported liquor as a gift.
"Then you'll have to ask those people for their opinions. They just finished rehearsing, but we don't know if they'll have the energy."
To be honest, Yang Kai and his friends had done street dance in bars before.
However, at that time, most of the people around me were insiders, and it was on their turf.
Now that I've come to Shanghai, a big city, I'm a little apprehensive.
"Gentlemen, what do you think? Many celebrities own shares in our venue. If you dance well, you might be discovered by a talent scout. You might not become big stars immediately, but it's quite possible that you could build a connection and get a backup dance job at their concert."
The bar manager continued to persuade him, saying that what he said was true, underground dancers would eventually step into the spotlight, and that was the purpose of the variety show "Street Dance".
Yang Kai and the others exchanged glances and nodded silently, which was considered as agreeing to the bar manager's suggestion.
"Handsome guys and beautiful ladies, tonight we are honored to have invited popular contestants from 'Street Dance' Yang Kai, Apple, and Dongzi. Now the stage is theirs, let's get this party started!"
Regardless of their industry or whether they were big bosses or employees, everyone cheered enthusiastically upon hearing that a celebrity was present.
"This manager is shameless. When did it become their invitation?"
Fatty Jin leaned on the railing, took a sip of his drink, and complained indignantly.
Gao Ang didn't respond; his attention was drawn to a conversation among a group of people next to the stage in the center of the first floor.
After listening carefully for a few minutes, he frowned.
I then took out my phone, adjusted the focus, and started recording.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing that he wasn't paying attention to him, Jin Guanrong also came over.
"Nothing much, just a bunch of trash trying to do something filthy."
At this moment, Apple and Yang Kai had finished their performance and were bowing to express their gratitude.
After a lively song and dance performance, Apple's cheeks were flushed, like two red apples, making her look exceptionally tender and adorable.
When I passed the stairwell, I was blocked by a group of people.
"Beautiful lady, you danced so well! Come on, let's do it!"
The speaker was a young man with green hair, holding a large glass of champagne. Judging from his expression, Apple shouldn't even think about going upstairs if she didn't drink it.
Apple had seen this situation many times before. He wiped the sweat from his brow, smiled slightly, and was about to refuse.
"Get out of the way."
Suddenly, a deep voice rang out.
The little green-haired boy's wine glass was slapped away by a palm-sized hand, flying and crashing to the floor nearby, shattering into pieces and spilling champagne all over the place.
"Who the hell are you? You looking for death?"
Seeing his good deed ruined, the green-haired guy turned around and slapped the man in anger. He didn't care who it was; the bar was owned by one of his buddies, and his family was quite wealthy. It was just a fight; at most, he'd pay a fine and be done with it.
The raised right hand did not fall; instead, it was firmly fixed in mid-air, unable to move.
"Let go of me, or I'll kill you."
"Smack."
As soon as the little green-haired boy finished speaking, he was slapped to the floor and rolled several times.
"Young Master Wang!"
"Bald guy, you've gotten yourself into big trouble."
Do you know who you hit?
It was Gao Ang who made the move. He had been paying close attention to Apple, and Gao Ang was someone he had invited. He would feel guilty if something really happened to him.
He coldly stared at Green Hair's group of henchmen, his sharp eyes fixed on them. He took another step forward, startling everyone into retreating hastily.
While Green Hair was wailing on the ground and his underlings were at a loss, he pulled Apple up and was about to return to the private room.
As for leaving the bar?
There's no need. He doesn't cause trouble, but he's not afraid of trouble either. Besides, he has evidence that will make sure Green Hair suffers.
"stop!"
"You think you can just run away after hitting someone? Surround him."
"What are you checking? I'll use Dingliaolongxili..."
Green Hair finally got up from the ground, covered his face, and staggered forward, still holding a high stool in his hand, and swung it at Gao Yang's head.
"Ouch."
Gao Ang blocked the swing with his arm, but Green Hair himself fell face-first to the ground due to the rebound force of the high stool.
At this point, the bar's security guards and manager finally arrived and quickly separated the two groups.
"Brother, wasn't it a bit inappropriate to hit so hard?"
The manager glanced at him and saw that the green-haired guy was really in a sorry state.
The finger marks on his face were clearly visible, and there was still blood and drool at the corner of his mouth. There were also several knocked-out molars on the ground.
He recognized this person; he was one of the boss's younger brothers and often came here to hang out.
As for Gao Feng and his group, they were unfamiliar faces. Although there were a few minor celebrities among them, he decided to side with his own people regardless of right or wrong.
"Take a look at this."
Gao Ang didn't say anything else, and handed over the video that had been filmed earlier.
"What?"
The manager had no idea what he was up to, but out of caution, he took it and looked at it anyway.
The video is short, only about 30 seconds long, and the main character in it is Green Hair.
He was holding a package and pouring it into a wine glass.
Then he shook it and carried it towards the Apple.
It goes without saying what this package contains; everyone knows. The manager's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty.
There was a news story a while ago about a bartender who discovered someone trying to drug his customer, filmed it, and then posted it online.
This incident eventually became a trending topic, and the person who drugged the girl was charged with indecent assault and criminally detained.
If this matter blows up, it will have a very negative impact on their bar.
The victim happened to be a popular contestant on a hit variety show, while the perpetrator was an unemployed man and a rich second-generation heir.
Given this comparison of identities, it's obvious which side netizens would side with if they just thought about it.
"Hey, bald guy..."
"Um?"
"No, brother, how about we just let this go? We'll run into each other again eventually. I'll apologize on his behalf, and I'll give you a 50% discount next time you come here, how about that?"
The manager could tell that Gao Yuan and his friends didn't come to play often, so he offered a seemingly attractive but actually useless compensation in an attempt to downplay the matter.
"No need, I've already called the police. Let the police handle it later."
The manager panicked. If things really escalated to that point, a business shutdown would be the least of their worries.
He began to plead with Apple, after all, she was the victim.
Unfortunately, Apple is also stubborn.
Few street dancers are good people. They're lucky if they don't cause trouble for others. They've set this up on their own. How can they tolerate it?
Apple hid behind the tall, muscular man, ignoring the manager's pleas.
Less than five minutes later, the police arrived.
As luck would have it, the person leading the group was none other than Officer Zhang, an acquaintance of Gao Yang.
When Officer Zhang saw Gao Ang, he was taken aback. After looking at the video that Gao Ang handed him, he was taken aback again.
Then comes the headache. These kinds of things can be big or small, depending on whether the parties involved are willing to mediate, or whether the victims are willing to make a big fuss.
If things escalate, and a good lawyer is found, this green-haired guy will basically end up in jail.
"Officer Zhang, take this person away. We plan to open a case."
Apple has already spoken to Gao Feng about her opinion; such scoundrels must be severely punished.
"Alright, all the parties involved, come with me."
We came here to have fun, but ended up at the police station, giving a statement for over an hour. By the time we finished, it was almost 3 a.m.
"Stop looking, they're gone. If you're really interested, go ask them for their WeChat."
Jin Guanrong gave Gao Yong a shove and made a few disdainful remarks to him.
"What do you mean, 'I'm just a stranger here'? I only admire her, I have no evil intentions towards her."
Gao Feng spoke with righteous indignation.
"Come on, you're really admiring them... But speaking of which, it's a bit of a shame about those three flight attendants; I forgot to ask for their WeChat contacts..."
Fatty Jin sighed and said with deep regret.
"Did you forget to ask for it? I think you're just too scared to ask for it?" Gao Feng teased the fat man.
Fatty Jin pointed at Gao Ang, but couldn't say a word for a long time.
These two are practically identical—typical cowards and lecherous, yet they love to pretend they're expert flirts.
After chatting with Qian Sui on the phone for a while and confirming that everything was alright at home, Gao Ang decided not to go back.
After all, if you've been drinking and get caught driving under the influence, it would be embarrassing.
This was Gao Ang's first time drinking alcohol since his mutation; he hadn't touched alcohol much before.
After drinking the champagne, I didn't feel anything special. The taste was still as sour and astringent as ever, not as invigorating as portrayed on TV.
As for the downsides, I haven't found any.
In the past, two bottles of expensive beer would make me dizzy and give me a headache the next day, but tonight I drank quite a bit, and so far my mind is clear, I walk steadily, and I don't feel any discomfort at all.
Based on his high school chemistry knowledge, Gao Ang made the following guess:
Due to the effect of the white spheres, his liver cells and even other visceral cells underwent qualitative changes.
It has a more powerful decomposition function and a more prominent absorption capacity.
The alcohol in champagne enters the body, is absorbed by the stomach and intestines, and then transported to the liver for breakdown.
In a normal person's body, it is unlikely that the alcohol will be completely broken down. Some residue will flow into the bloodstream and then spread throughout the body, which is why most people experience dizziness or discomfort after drinking alcohol.
Once the alcohol entered his body, it was completely broken down, leaving nothing behind, which is why he didn't feel drunk at all.
"If we extrapolate from this, I should be resistant to many chemical reagents, right? In other words, my chemical resistance is quite high?"
Gao Feng had no doubt about his physical resistance; it was simply exceptional.
Now it seems that chemical resistance can be ridiculously strong, so what about mental resistance?
Thinking back to how he had been humiliated by Robert's little ring, Gao Ang felt that his biggest weakness at present was his mental resistance.
"Should we find some time to conduct another chemical resistance experiment?"
The experiment on chemical resistance is very simple; just drink some high-proof liquor. If you want to go a little further, you can also drink other things.
"Forget it, drinking will only lead to trouble. Let's talk about it when we get home."
The next morning, Jin Guanrong was to take the earliest flight back to Harbin, and Gao Ang did not intend to stop him.
Anyway, he'll visit him again at the end of the year, and they might even meet again before then.
Around noon, Gao Ang finally drove his beat-up little car home.
I had just parked the car and hadn't even gone inside when I received a message from Qian Sui: the eavesdropping signal had been transmitted again.
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