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- Chapter 4 Backer
At seven o'clock in the evening, Yiwentai Cabaret opened for business.
Han Wenqing changed into a clean white shirt and brown vest, and started serving tea and water in the front hall.
Even if you serve tea and water, you will also be divided into territories. Although General Manager Mr. Cheng thought that Han Wenqing was on the right track, he would not give him an exception as soon as he arrived and ask him to serve in the front area closest to the stage.
The front office manager assigned Han Wenqing to serve melon seeds, candies, and tea to the guests outside.
The Yiwentai Song and Dance Hall is very large and divided into several areas.
The one closest to the stage and in the best position has been vacant at the moment, waiting for the rich and powerful; there are quite a few people gathered in the hall, all of them individual visitors.
There are high platforms on both sides and private rooms. Those who like quietness and elegance love to patronize.
Except for the outside of the lobby, the rest of the service is pretty good, and customers tip very generously.
But Han Wenqing is new here and can only serve in the outer circle. Basically no one tips him.
"Yi Wentai occupies a prime location on this street, but it is not the most upscale dance hall in the French Concession. It is only average at best. Therefore, the threshold is not particularly high, and generally anyone with a little money can come in and spend money.
Most of these peripheral customers are employees of banks or financial institutions. They are white-collar workers in this era, but they are not really rich people.
Wealthy guests are in the elegant rooms, while most of the powerful guests are in the front area near the ballroom.
This is what Han Wenqing figured out overnight.
The Yiwentai Song and Dance Hall has a mix of meat and vegetables. There are dancers in scanty clothes performing erotic dances, and singers in noble and dignified clothes singing.
Qiongzhi is relatively high-end.
The middle-aged man who had been chasing Qiongzhi last night to beg Qiongzhi for something was one of the managers responsible for Qiongzhi¡¯s singing. His surname was Fan, which was equivalent to an agent and assistant in later generations. No matter who wants to see Qiongzhi or needs Qiongzhi to accompany him for a drink, he must obtain Manager Fan's permission.
But people don¡¯t look for Qiongzhi very much.
It seems that Qiongzhi has a lover who has a great background. No one without status dared to mess with Qiongzhi.
Nothing happened all night, but when it was time to close, Qiongzhi sent a waiter to ask Han Wenqing to go to her lounge.
Han Wenqing had already changed into work clothes and was getting ready to get off work. When he heard Qiongzhi calling him, he went upstairs to her lounge.
Qiongzhi saw Han Wenqing and smiled: "Lao Luo still didn't come to work today. Manager Fan found someone to see me off, but I can't trust that person. You can drive me back."
Lao Luo is Qiongzhi¡¯s daily driver. Han Wenqing remembered that Qiongzhi said last night that Lao Luo's child was sick and could no longer come to work. Manager Fan is responsible for Qiongzhi's safety every day. Last night, Qiongzhi was angry and ran away in Han Wenqing's car.
"It's done." Han Wenqing said happily, "But I don't have a car. The car was returned to the dealer."
"Lao Luo's car is parked in the backyard." Qiongzhi smiled, picked up her small bag, and took the coat from the hanger, "Let's go."
The two of them were coming out of the lounge together, and Manager Fan ran over panting, with a smile on his face: "Miss, that coachman doesn't look good, I'll change it for you"
Qiongzhi said in a very calm tone: "No, Xiao Han will send me back. Manager Fan, you should also take a rest."
As he said that, he nodded to Han Wenqing and motioned for him to leave quickly.
Manager Fan frowned deeply as he looked at the background of Qiongzhi and Han Wenqing. This Qiongzhi really thinks that she is the pillar, she has such a big air!
Manager Fan is very upset!
"Why did he offend you?" Han Wenqing asked Qiongzhi in a low voice after going down the stairs.
Qiongzhi¡¯s face showed a bit of hatred. It's just that the light under the stairs was dim, and Han Wenqing didn't see it. Qiongzhi paused and then said: "Don't think too much, he didn't offend me. I'm just a little girl, let him know that only women and villains are difficult to raise."
Although he admitted that he was the one who made things difficult for the manager, Han Wenqing felt that Qiongzhi was not the kind of squeamish and arrogant woman.
¡°Is this Manager Fan even related to her crying last night?
Although Qiongzhi doesn¡¯t need to show off her body on Yi Wentai¡¯s stage, she only needs to show off her singing voice to win the applause of the whole house.
But the status of dancers in this era was extremely low. If Qiongzhi didn't have a powerful benefactor behind him, he wouldn't be as dignified as he is today, right?
It is not easy for a woman to live like this.
Han Wenqing would not look down on Qiongzhi¡¯s career. If not forced to do so, who would be willing to do so?
She must have encountered something very difficult.
Han Wenqing didn¡¯t ask any more questions and followed Qiongzhi to Yiwentai Song and Dance.Qiongzhi¡¯s rickshaw was found in the backyard of the hall. It's almost four o'clock in the morning and it's freezing outside. Han Wenqing was wearing another shabby jacket and was shivering.
But once I started running, I got warm quickly.
It took about half an hour to arrive at Qiongzhi¡¯s residence. Han Wenqing waited for Qiongzhi to go upstairs first like last night before turning around and going back to Yiwentai Dance Hall.
Han Wenqing just came today. Although the waiters at Yiwentai Song and Dance Hall have dormitories, there are no empty beds now. Han Wenqing said that he could make a bunk in the stairwell by the back door, so Master Cheng asked someone to bring him two thick quilts and place them in the stairwell.
This quilt is much more comfortable than the quilt from the car dealership.
Han Wenqing first meditated and practiced Qigong, and didn¡¯t go to bed until almost six in the morning.
He barely slept until two in the afternoon when someone opened the door and woke him up. When the waiters start working, they have to mop the floor, wash dishes and wine glasses, arrange tables and chairs, and wait for the opening in the evening.
Everything was finished, and it was only five o'clock in the afternoon. Mr. Cheng and several managers in charge came one after another.
Manager Fan saw Han Wenqing and called him forward, saying, "You were the one who sent Miss Qiongzhi home last night, right?"
Han Wenqing was slightly stunned, nodded and said: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Mr. Cheng was about to go upstairs when he saw that Manager Fan was asking about the new Han Wenqing. He couldn't help but stop slightly, wanting to hear what Manager Fan and Han Wenqing had to say.
"It's nothing." Manager Fan's voice was a little cruel, "Boy, you just came, Master Fan won't care about you! Remember from now on, Qiongzhi is one of Master Fan's men, Master Fan will naturally arrange for someone to send you off. If you interfere , Don¡¯t blame Mr. Fan for being rude."
The threat to Han Wenqing came.
He is just a waiter, does he need to be threatened by Manager Fan personally? Master Cheng couldn't help but smile. It seemed that this boy was causing trouble.
It¡¯s just, Qiongzhi¡¡.
Master Cheng narrowed his eyes. Qiongzhi is an unusual woman. She has a beautiful voice and is very sensible. She will not be aggressive when dealing with her patrons, but she will not offend others. For this industry, although Qiongzhi has only just entered the industry, she has already established a high profile and is well-known throughout Dashang | Beach.
In the past, Yiwentai Song and Dance Hall did not have so many distinguished guests. Many distinguished guests from the political and military circles came here because of Qiongzhi's reputation.
And Qiongzhi seems to want to be with no one, she just wants to be a singer in Yiwentai.
But for Han Wenqing, Qiongzhi seemed unusual.
It was Qiongzhi who recommended Han Wenqing to be a waiter, so Mr. Cheng met Han Wenqing in person.
Now Manager Fan is threatening this kid again.
Master Cheng couldn't help but pay attention: Where did this kid come from?
While he was thinking, he heard Han Wenqing say to Manager Fan over there: "What does Manager Fan mean, is that I can't send Miss Qiongzhi back in the future? Miss Qiongzhi must be at your mercy?"
Although the tone is gentle, the words spoken are hard to hear.
Manager Fan was about to have a seizure when he heard Han Wenqing say: "Sure, you gave me your order and I will do it. But Manager Fan, let me remind you, don't go to Kun's position tonight. I see your face is dark." , Kun position may bring a bloody disaster to you tonight!"
Manager Fan was even more angry: This boy actually dared to curse Mr. Fan.
"Xiao Fan." Mr. Cheng shouted when he saw Manager Fan also having a seizure.
Manager Fan was surprised.
He only taught Han Wenqing a lesson when he saw Master Cheng going upstairs. Why is Mr. Cheng still there? It's just that Manager Fan's lesson to Han Wenqing was not a matter of making trouble for nothing, so he was not afraid of Master Cheng's blame. Instead, he stepped forward with a smile on his face, ran to the stairs, nodded and bowed: "Master Cheng, what are your orders?"
Mr. Cheng glanced at Han Wenqing for a few times before saying, "Xiao Fan, Xiao Han is Qiongzhi's cousin, and Qiongzhi introduced him. Since Qiongzhi can be assured of being delivered by him, don't send a driver to Qiongzhi in the future. Xiao Han should give Qiongzhi as a gift. The driver's share of the money should go to Xiao Han's name."
Manager Fan quickly said, "Yes, yes, Master Cheng has ordered me to do it immediately."
Although he said this, he felt embarrassed in his heart: Mr. Cheng has always been a careless old Buddha, but he actually spoke for Han Wenqing himself!
That guy who talks nonsense about relationships really has a background!
Manager Fan¡¯s heart was filled with regret. The most important thing to do in the world of martial arts is to have a good eye. Of course he knew that Han Wenqing was introduced by Qiongzhi. He looked at Han Wenqing. Although he was tall, he was thin, dressed in rags and had an unattractive appearance. Even if he was a relative of Qiongzhi, he was still a weakling. Manager Fan thought that Han Wenqing was a character who could be easily crushed to death.
"How did you know that this boy is not following Qiongzhi's doorstep, but Master Cheng's!
Now the boat has capsized in the gutter!
After Master Cheng said this, he went upstairs.
Manager Fan GangHer cold face now became extremely flattering, and she walked up to Han Wenqing with a smile: "Xiao Han, did you hear what Mr. Cheng just said? Qiongzhi will trouble you from now on! Qiongzhi coachman costs three yuan a month . Since you are at work, you also want to give Qiongzhi as a gift. From now on, I will give you four yuan, and the other yuan will be deducted from my salary"
Han Wenqing shook his head and smiled, without saying much, he passed Manager Fan and walked inside.
He really doesn¡¯t need to be friends with Manager Fan.
Judging from this guy¡¯s appearance, he is probably going to suffer a serious bloody disaster tonight. Whether he can survive depends on whether his horoscope will bless him tonight.
¡°This guy named Fan is going to die, so why should Han Wenqing be polite to him?
Manager Fan felt angry again when he saw Han Wenqing being so arrogant.
No matter how angry you are, you don¡¯t dare to offend Han Wenqing again!
In the evening, Yiwen Tai Song and Dance Hall opened on time at seven o'clock, and Han Wenqing was still serving tea and water outside.
At eight o'clock, when business is booming, Mr. Cheng also walked out and looked around. Seeing the peace and bustle, he didn't stay long and went back to his office to drink tea.
But just after nine-thirty, the front office manager hurried in with a look of horror on his face: "Master Cheng, Master Cheng, it's terrible, it's terrible, we are causing trouble! Mr. Xu killed Manager Fan!"
"What!" The cup of hot tea in Master Cheng's hand almost spilled out.
He knew that Mr. Xu was the youngest son of the director of the Security Department, and he was usually very arrogant. Mr. Xu has recently fallen in love with Qiongzhi and always asks Qiongzhi to accompany him for drinks. But Qiongzhi just refused to obey. Mr. Xu didn't want to cause trouble, and kept giving benefits to Manager Fan to mediate between them.
Why was Manager Fan shot dead today?
"Mr. Cheng, everything is in chaos up front! The guests rushed out in a mess. It's a mess." The front office manager, an old man, burst into tears as he spoke.
Mr. Cheng quickly got up and prepared to go downstairs.
But just as he walked to the stairs and saw a familiar scene, Master Cheng suddenly thought of Han Wenqing.
Didn¡¯t Han Wenqing say this afternoon that there will be a bloody disaster in Kun Wei tonight?
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