The man realized that everyone had misunderstood. In order to avoid affecting his business and causing a bad influence on customers, he denied it and quickly gave a wink to the person next to him. The latter understood and nodded slightly.
This private room is big enough for them to have plenty of room to perform.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw someone take out several bricks.
? ? ?
Everyone present fell silent.
What is this for?
Zhou Jiahe also stopped struggling.
No, who's the kind person who carries a brick around with them?
Then, the man took a brick, his gaze sweeping around the private room before landing on the man who claimed to have asked them to come.
"Excuse me, may I use a corner of the table?"
"Oh, whatever you like."
The man placed a cloth on the table, then put the brick on it. He raised his strong arm, used his palm as a handle, and smashed the brick in two.
Then he took out two boards and the man demonstrated kicking the boards.
This is just an appetizer.
They then pulled out nunchucks from behind their waists.
One person took out a small speaker they were carrying and started playing music.
Five men moved in perfect unison to the music.
The nunchucks seemed to come alive in their hands, their movements graceful and fluid.
All that can be seen is a blurry image.
Qin Yue and the others: "..."
Everyone was stunned at this moment, and even Lu Yanci's eyes showed a rare look of astonishment.
Is this... really a performance?
So, where did they come from?
Zhou Jiahe couldn't help but recall what she had sent to her friends.
—Quickly send a few people over to keep things in order, good-looking guys with great physiques!
very good.
Regardless of whether there was a misunderstanding or not, in short, she now stands tall.
One hand pinched the flesh on the back of Fu Tingshen's hand, forcing him to remove his hand.
Fu Yinyin clapped her hands, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the man.
When the music ended, the man put away the nunchucks and tucked them back behind his back.
Just as the next program was about to begin, Fu Tingshen called a halt, rubbing the back of his hand where Zhou Jiahe had pinched him, leaving two crescent-shaped marks, and stood up. Raising an eyebrow, he said casually, "Alright, that's it for today's performance. You can leave now."
If they stayed any longer, Zhou Jiahe's eyes would be glued to them. Such a handsome man, coming to a place like this, dressed so scantily, who knows what he's up to.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lianshu nodded slightly and slowly walked towards the girl with rosy cheeks and watery eyes.
Fu Yinyin held her breath and concentrated.
Walk... we've come this far...
Jiang Lianshu stopped three steps away from her.
She swallowed hard. "Do you want my contact information?"
How could this person be so bold as to do this in front of so many people? Wouldn't it be disrespectful to refuse?
She'll just give the other person their contact information.
"Hello, Ms. Tong and I agreed on a 40-minute performance. The performance has now lasted 20 minutes. Since you unilaterally canceled the rest of the performance, I cannot offer a discount. I hope you can pay the remaining amount at the agreed price."
Fu Yinyin: ? ? ?
Who is Miss Tong?
What's the remaining money?
She mechanically turned her head to look at Zhou Jiahe.
Miss Tong is a friend contacted by Zhou Jiahe.
Zhou Jiahe blinked, looking as if it had nothing to do with her.
Seeing her stunned expression, the boy didn't say much and showed her his chat history with someone whose contact name was Miss Tong.
The agreed-upon price is clearly stated on it.
The other party gave her a deposit of several hundred yuan, and she had to pay the rest.
“So expensive!” Zhou Jiahe blurted out.
Five digits.
For her, it was just the price of a piece of clothing, but she was just a spectator at the show, and she felt like she was being ripped off when the money went out of her pocket.
Looking up, she saw the boy's strong, resolute, and upright face, and she pursed her lips.
Well, it doesn't seem like a bad deal.
She pulled out her phone, her voice so soft it could melt water: "Then I'll add your contact information and transfer the money to you."
Jiang Lianshu opened the QR code for receiving payments.
You can pay directly.
How can this be!
Fu Yinyin: "Brother, do you even know how to do business? I added you on WeChat because I was thinking we might have a future collaboration. Do you just want to do a one-off deal?"
Successfully obtained contact information.
Fu Yinyin smiled slightly as she looked down at her phone, changing the contact name.
She straightened her expression and said, "I need to ask my friend what the specific situation is. The money will be transferred to you by tomorrow at the latest. If you don't see the money by this time tomorrow, come find him. He's the owner here."
Fu Yinyin pointed at Fu Tingshen without a care in the world and said.
Anyone with eyes could see that she was trying to pick up men by asking for their contact information, and everyone tactfully refrained from offering to pay for her.
Halfway through the men's performance, Qin Yue took out a business card from her bag.
It was always held in my hand.
Seeing through Fu Yinyin's intentions, she simply watched quietly.
They remained silent until the group left.
Fu Tingshen glanced at the grinning Fu Yinyin, and just as he was about to say something sarcastic, he heard a dark threat from the person beside him: "If you say anything I don't like, be careful I don't go to the Fu family and cry to your mother afterwards, saying that you bullied me."
Fu Tingshen is the only son in his family.
Aunt Fu's biggest wish was to have a daughter, but when she was young, she and her husband worked hard together and didn't have the energy to have another child. After the business took off, she was no longer at the right age to have another child.
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