"...In Shuangqing's 'entertainment circle', there are many legends about 'Lighting Teahouse'. One is that the backstage of lit up is extremely hard. How hard is it? The address that lights up was located less than 100 meters behind the Shuangqing Municipal Public Security Bureau. It can be said that it is under the noses of the heads of the Public Security Bureau. If there is no tough backstage, what are you saying? There is a saying in the Shuangqing entertainment industry that says that corruption in Shuangqing is no longer safer than lighting up. Hilton and Marriott affiliated nightclubs may be investigated, but if it lights up, it will never be investigated!

"The second is that it is said that there is no better service attitude than the light. When lighting up, you are the old man and the emperor. You can let the little sisters do anything you want them to do. The little sisters are absolutely right, never motorcycles, or dare not motorcycles! Once - I also heard from my friend - a person who came here to light up his knowledge. After the work, the front desk guy asked if the person was satisfied. The person said he was satisfied but satisfied, but the little sister was a little cold and didn't like to laugh. After paying the bill, he planned to leave, but the front desk guy called him and told him not to leave, saying that he immediately asked the little sister to come over and apologize to him. This person even said no, but the little brother refused to accept it, just told him not to leave.

"The service girl was soon found.

"'Uh, that... little sister, there is no need to apologize--' This person is a little embarrassed. He has been tormented for two hours and asked him to apologize to him. It's really unreasonable.

"However, just as he said halfway through his words, the front desk guy suddenly grabbed the little girl's hair and slapped her twice, and then asked with a smile if the customer was satisfied?

"This person was shocked and was shocked by the little brother's actions. When the guy saw that the guest didn't say anything, he slapped him again. Five finger marks appeared on both sides of the little sister's pink faces on the spot, and blood was flowing out of the corners of her mouth, but she didn't dare to speak.

"'Brother, are you satisfied?" The front desk guy smiled and asked the customer if he was satisfied. He was holding the younger sister's hair in his hand and raised his right hand at the same time, which made the customer slapped him hard.

"'Satisfied, I'm very satisfied. Don't hit her." The man nodded quickly, even saying that he was satisfied, for fear that his younger sister would be beaten by Gui Gong again, and he regretted it. If he had known that he could bring such bad luck to his younger sister who had served him in one sentence, he would not even say the other party's "cold" words even if he was beaten to death.

"The safety beyond the peers, no motorcycles at all, no weirdos, and the first-class service attitude, coupled with relatively good quality and low price, and the "popular" consumption level, made Lighting stand out in the entertainment industry in Shuangqing. Everyone knows it, everyone knows it, always a crowd of guests, always a crowd of guests, and people who go to have fun always need to wait in line..." Wang Bo drank, while telling his previous life's hearsay about Lighting, and later the "Second Brother" fell, and some reports on the news after the incident were mixed, and he pickedly and slapped at the five men in front of him. Naturally, his heart was calm, and there was almost no waves, but he put the five people around him red, his eyes were red, his breathing was rapid, and he wanted to grow wings. Now he flew to the "Lighting Teahouse" in Wang Bo's mouth to see the experience.

Wang Bo felt that the heat had arrived, and the people were not thinking about the heat in front of him. On the fresh and spicy hot pot, he snapped his fingers, paid the bill and paid the bill, and said he would change the place and take a few people to experience the romance and romance of Shuangqing.

"Well, boss, we won't go? Let's go shopping... just go shopping." Shang Song, the "Sword Cang Jiangbei" among the three, suddenly said, and the other two agreed, looking shy and refusing, but the flames burning in their eyes, even though Wang Bo was two or three meters away from the few people, felt a "hot" feeling.

"Haha, don't worry, I haven't been to that place, I've heard from a group of friends who have been there, and I don't know what it is. You just think that I'll accompany me to see and explain my curiosity. Daofeng is clear. As a literati, he has a special liking for things like brothels. I usually need some material to write novels, but I haven't been to it myself, and I can't write a sense of reality. Just think that you'll accompany me to collect folk songs." Wang Bo laughed loudly, walked up to climb Shangsong's shoulder, and patted him for fear.

The three of them were just saying polite words. They were really restless by Wang Bo's boast about his politeness and ignorant brags. They were also worried that Wang Bo would believe it after saying a few more words. They thought they were really not interested, so they would backfire and ruin good things, so they stopped being polite. One or two of them began to feel comfortable and look forward to the lit teahouse in Wang Bo's mouth.

Wang Bo is now a celebrity and is not very well-known nationwide. Although he is not a smart phone in later generations and everyone can be a journalist in the era of the national media, he is not worried that his portrait will be on the front page of the entertainment version at any time, but without makeup and entering and leaving the fireworks in his original appearance, he is still a little vain.

So, after having dinner, Wang Bo did not lead the five people to kill the bridge No. 1, where the highlight was located, but led everyone back home, brought a pair of big black-framed glasses, and then put two tufts of black hair on both sides of his mouth. After the image changed drastically, he went out again.

After drinking, Wang Bo couldn't drive, and he was not ready to drive his own car into and out of the Fengyue place in the future. So he waved to the side of the road and stopped two taxis. He led Lin Feng, Shang Song and Wu Xiaohui to take the front one and lead the way, while Xu Cheng and Tu Yunliang followed behind.

"Master, go to 'warm water'." After getting on the bus, Wang Bo said to the driver directly.

The driver was obviously an "old driver". Without asking in detail, he said "Good!" and then turned the steering wheel towards the YZ area.

Sitting in the back row, Shang Song and Wu Xiaohui were curious when they heard the "warm boiled water" in Wang Bo's mouth. They thought to themselves that they were going to the "lighting teahouse", so why did it become "warm boiled water"? But with a taxi driver, the three of them were embarrassed to ask for a while, so they had to rest assured that their doubts were in their hearts.

It was Wang Bo who answered the questions for the three people behind him, saying that if he said to "light up" directly when taking a taxi, it would not necessarily be known to many drivers. Instead, the two nicknames "warm boiled water" and "one skin" are lit, but for veteran drivers, everyone knows it.

Why is it called "warm boiled water"? Because when lit women serve customers, they need to use a cup of "warm boiled water".

As for "one skin", it means the lit consumer price, and a clock is "one skin", which is 100 yuan.

But generally speaking, one clock is not enough. If you want to have fun and feel at home, you still need two skins.

After Wang Bo said this, the three people sitting in the back row suddenly realized and couldn't help but wonder, should they make one clock or two clocks later? One or two faces? After all, it was a treat by someone else. It seems a bit too much to be a two clock. If the boss only makes one clock, but he chooses two clocks and then asks the boss to wait for him outside, wouldn't that be a bad idea? But if he only makes one clock, the boss says that one clock cannot be enjoyed, wouldn't that be a little loss?

So, on the way to light up, three "Five Good Young People" who were led astray for the first time began to be confused in their hearts, whether one clock or two clocks, or one skin or two skins.

As for Xu Cheng and Tu Yunliang, the two "good tigers" and "good children" who had never even been to the footwashing shop, were in a state of numbness and sweating like slurry along the way. While swallowing saliva one after another, they kept wiping the sweat on their faces with their hands. As the location got closer, their hearts were completely like they had a face drum tied up, "dong dong dong dong dong" and "cloud zhong clang clang". It felt like they were about to jump out of their hearts in the next moment.

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