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Chapter 179: Fortunately and unfortunately (1)(2/2)

My companion went to the Red Mansion in the back street to play..."

"What!"

Just after hearing this, Song Ying was filled with anger, slapped the table hard, and almost roared: "I work so hard here, they actually dare to visit the brothel!!"

"Miss Sakura, shush... don't get excited!" The secretary was immediately shocked that Miss Sakura's voice was so loud, and she didn't know if anyone in the corridor outside heard it.

"no!"

Unexpectedly, Song Ying didn't listen at all, but stood up with a loud voice, clenched her fists and said: "Okay, my true nature has been revealed... She is indeed a pervert! I can't help but expose it!! No!

If you catch a scene, I will take my father’s last name! Song Da, let’s go!”

"good……"

Song Da weakly rubbed his forehead and stood up... Speaking of which, isn't it natural that the daughter should have the father's surname?

"Miss Ying, what should I do with this account? There are so many..." Su Mei quickly reminded her.

"You should figure it out yourself first!"

Song Ying hurriedly confessed and strode out of the small conference room.





The decoration style of this red building is like the brothel style of the 1940s and 1950s. The girls are basically wearing slim-fitting cheongsams, holding this fan in their hands, swaying.

When he first entered the door, Luo Qiu smelled a strong smell of rouge, and then saw a middle-aged woman behind the beaded curtain slowly walking out with a slender pipe and a smiling face.

This should be someone similar to the Madam in the Red Mansion... The Madam came to Baishuitang very enthusiastically, half-leaned and said: "President, I haven't come to visit you for a long time. Have you moved to a new place?

?”

Baishuitang smiled awkwardly. As a subordinate, it was common for him to take his boss to visit places like this, but it didn't mean that the boss would like his employees to visit such places frequently.

Fortunately, Song Haoran was not unhappy at all. Baishuitang cleared his throat and said: "I brought two distinguished guests here today. You are so kind to entertain them. You must greet them until you are satisfied!"

"Slim and fat, Chinese or Western, it's up to you to choose." The old bustard said with a smile: "It just so happened that a few chicks came here in the past few days, which are quite good... They are actually your honored guests, so I just want to give you a share.

The red envelope is enough, the drinks are free!"

"The boss lady is really good at doing business." Song Haoran suddenly chuckled and said, "I'm just afraid that the money won't be small, right?"

"Oh, you are the president's distinguished guest. Do you still care about these small sums? We are just running a small business here. The people who do this business are all miserable women. Please don't embarrass us, distinguished guest."

"Haha, yes, I have plenty of money. As long as it makes me happy, it's no problem." Song Haoran waved his hand, as if he was a prodigal.

But at this moment, he looked at Luo Qiu with a sly look. Thinking of what the madam said, Luo Qiu probably understood what Song Haoran was thinking in his head.

Luo Qiu shook his head gently, suddenly his eyes were stunned, and then he said: "Where is the bathroom?"

"Ahead, I'll have someone take you there, distinguished guest."

The Madam quickly called a waiter and led Luo Qiu out, while she herself took Song Haoran and Bai Shuitang to the best box in the Red Mansion.

"I can just go in by myself."

In front of the bathroom door, Luo Qiu said calmly to the waiter. The waiter obeyed very much, smiled and stood outside the door to wait. Luo Qiu didn't say anything and walked in directly.

However, a few seconds later, Luo Qiu walked out again, but the waiter waiting at the door seemed to have seen nothing and took out his cell phone to read.

Instead of going to the private room where Song Haoran and the others were, Luo Qiu walked into the working area of ​​the back kitchen of the Red Building.

He just caught sight of a familiar figure and staggered past.

At this time, in the back kitchen area of ​​​​the Red Building, a young-looking woman was sitting on a low stool, sweating profusely, bending over and washing the dishes in the large basin.
Chapter completed!
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