"The True Color Bar" is the largest and most high-end bar in Xin'anjiang, and it is also a veritable city that never sleeps in this beautiful small town. Starting at ten o'clock every night, the lobby on the first floor of the bar will be plunged into a state of extremely passionate carnival.
Accompanied by powerful rock music, the two walked into the hall.
The large dance floor was filled with people writhing wildly. Men and women wore very revealing clothes, shaking their heads and rubbing their limbs against each other. White-haired ones, red-haired ones, green-haired ones, all of them are more excited than a charged electric mouse. Some of them come here to vent their unpleasant emotions; some come here to feel the atmosphere of the bar; and some come here to find a one-night stand. Here, no one cares about their identity, there is no hierarchy, they just focus on thinking of ways to have more fun and fun!
The DJ wearing a baseball cap played the hottest music, driving people to crazy emotions. The beauties in bikinis on the stage took the lead in twisting, clinging to each other's bodies, twisting while teasing each other, and making all kinds of exaggerations. , exciting, ambiguous and obscene movements to win the screams of the audience.
A scene of demons dancing wildly!
When he first entered the bar, Lao Zeng felt a little restrained, but he quickly adapted to the environment here. His whole body began to shake with the powerful rock music. Although the movements were not large, they were still stylish. Although he is thirty-eight years old, after putting on clothes worth tens of thousands, he looks like he is in his early thirties. As the saying goes, a person depends on his clothes, this sentence is most appropriate for Lao Zeng at this time.
Through the noisy crowd, Murong Qingyu led Lao Zeng to the front of the bar, smiled at the waiter and said, "Miss, how do you spend money here?"
Hearing this, the waitress smiled and said, "Sir, how many are there?"
"You two." Murong Qingyu stretched out two fingers.
"Oh, sir, we charge per head here. A wine glass costs 25 yuan, and the minimum purchase is 100 yuan." As she spoke, the waitress placed a food menu in front of Murong Qingyu: " Take a look, sir, here is our bar menu.¡±
Murong Qingyu nodded, took the menu and looked at it twice. After choosing the food in his mind, he said lightly: "Miss, please give me twelve bottles of 'Qianjiang Beer' first, and then a plate of peanuts and A plate of fried green beans.¡±
"Wait!" Just as Murong Qingyu finished speaking, Lao Zeng interrupted: "What's so good about Qianjiang beer? Now that we've arrived in our Xin'anjiang, we should drink our Xin'anjiang beer!"
"Xin'anjiang Beer?" Murong Qingyu couldn't help but said with a smile: "You, a small county town, also have its own brewery?"
"Tch, what's so surprising about this." Lao Zeng's eyes shone and he said proudly: "The water we have here flows from the Qiandao Lake Reservoir. It can be said to be the first stop for drinking water. Not only is the water quality good, , and it¡¯s cool and delicious, unlike your Jiangnan City, which is located at the mouth of the sea, and all you drink is our foot-washing and dishwashing water.¡±
"What? Old Zeng, you said Xin'an River is upstream of Jiangnan City?" Murong Qingyu's eyes widened.
"Yes! Is there any problem?"
"This is strange Someone has saved me before? And brought me here again?" Murong Qingyu muttered to himself with shame. He clearly remembered that he fell into a coma in Area 11. Logically speaking, even if it was to be thrown away, it should be thrown into the Qiantang River, flowing along the water towards the estuary, but now it actually appears upstream, which is too unreasonable.
"Sir, what do you want to order? Can you confirm it?" At this moment, the waitress on the side said impatiently.
"Oh, I'm sorry, just give me twelve bottles of Xinanjiang beer!" Murong Qingyu came back to his senses and said apologetically.
"What's the price?"
"The most expensive!"
"Well, okay!" The waitress nodded and shouted to another male waiter not far away: "Xiao Li, give twelve bottles of 7017 beer to table No. 6!"
"7017?" Murong Qingyu was puzzled.
¡°It¡¯s a brand, you¡¯ll know it after you drink it.¡± Lao Zeng explained patiently.
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"Hello, Miss. I see that you like red wine very much. How about you come to my house? I have a bottle of Lafite from 1982 at home! I would like to invite Miss to taste it." Just as the two were about to sit down and drink, a man wearing The decent man walked behind the two of them, facing a girl who was dressed extremely sexy, and said with a smile on his face.
After the girl heard it, she ignored it and continued to drink alone. He lowered his head, as if he had something on his mind.??
"What, miss, don't you like it?" The man thought the girl didn't understand, so he started to show off: "1982 was the year with the best conditions for red wine brewing in the last century. The rainfall and temperature were very suitable for grape planting. So this year The wine is very precious, with a market price of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. Don¡¯t you want to drink it?¡± As he said this, he already reached out to the girl¡¯s shoulder!
"Shua!" The girl suddenly picked up the wine glass, poured half a glass of red wine on the man's face, and then coldly uttered one word: "Get out!"
"You bitch, how dare you throw wine at me!" The man wiped the red wine from his face, looked at the girl fiercely and cursed. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and grabbed the girl's arm.
"Youwhat do you want to do?" The girl screamed and resisted, but she couldn't resist the man's strength. After a few twists and turns, she was pressed on the table.