By the time Chang Fu came over, it was already half past eight in the evening.
The bar is not the busiest at this point, and the most beautiful DJ has not yet come on stage.
But there are already many beautiful girls in the bar.
"Old Chen, you are really good news to me. If you hadn't called me, Yang Qian would have never let me out."
Chang Fu has gained a lot of weight again. A fat man weighing almost two hundred pounds.
"I just came here to play on a temporary basis."
Yang Changwen, Hu Lin, brother-in-law Xiao Ping'an, Peng Yu, and Yang Kang also came.
Search for a seat and sit down.
Bars in the 1990s were actually karaoke halls, also called dance halls.
Now karaoke has been eliminated and replaced by a more lively bar.
Fan Xiuqi came over again and asked if he wanted to call some girls.
What’s the point of having a bunch of grown men in a bar? The main thing is to have beautiful women.
This is really unnecessary, whether it is Chang Fu or the Internet celebrity agency of Yang Changwen and his sister-in-law.
There are a lot of Internet celebrity beauties.
Of course you can’t ask someone from the company to come here. If you have the ability, go to the middle of the dance floor by yourself.
When the beautiful DJ came on stage, the atmosphere reached its climax.
Even my cousin Peng Yu was very excited when he saw it. It was not because of how beautiful the milk chestnut was, but because he thought she was suitable to be his spokesperson.
Imagine having a beautiful DJ endorse sexy underwear for you.
Stewardess uniform, black cat police sergeant, whip woman, how much will his sexy lingerie sell for?
Peng Yu spoke out his thoughts loudly, and even Chang Fu praised him for his creativity.
Everyone comes here to see beauties, but you come here to take pictures of sexy lingerie?
You deserve to make money!
"If you have an idea, just go for it."
Chang Fu patted him on the shoulder and asked him to take the initiative to make an appointment with DJ Naili.
This guy wants to find an internet celebrity to take pictures of his underwear, so he just needs to tell Lao Chen if he doesn’t want to.
Lao Chen is the originator of Internet celebrities.
I don’t know if this milk chestnut is owned by Tengyou Media.
Peng Yu really had the courage to ask someone out, but it's a pity that Niulihuo, with his pure image of white moonlight, stands on the DJ stage and dances for you, how can ordinary people refuse.
Peng Yu could only squeeze in the back of the crowd. If he wanted to talk to Naili alone, he would have to start consuming a few bottles of Ace of Spades.
At this moment, several bright characters were printed on the entire bar screen.
The crown prince opened twelve bottles of Ace of Spades in a row.
More than a dozen ladies in black stockings also held signs for him, and it felt like Mr. Zhao was paying for all the purchases.
"Old Chen, you should have seen this prince, right?"
"Of course I have, he is still a classmate of my Beijing CEO class, this guy is as cool as ever!"< br>
“He is quite rich!”
"His father is Lao Wang. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. His family still has one or two billion."
"No wonder!"
It's hard for Chang Fu to comment. Everyone knows Lao Wang. He has been selling and selling and docking his tail in order to survive these years.
The old man is like this, but this only son is still so cool.
Fan Xiuqi wanted to run upstairs to watch the excitement, Mr. Wang, the most famous figure in the nightclub.
There is no one else. Every time I come, I bring a few internet celebrities with me.
It's very beautiful. It can be said that wherever he goes, the business will not be bad.
Consumption is still very high.
Peng Yu came back with a disappointed look on his face. The beautiful DJ was not invited, and he was asked to go upstairs to drink after being opened more than a dozen bottles of Ace of Spades.
As a man with little money, he could only sit down and look at other people's miniskirts.
Yang Changwen laughed and said, "Cousin, why are you still downcast? They went upstairs, so you can go and ask them to have a drink."
"How can I have the spending power."
"You don't have it, Lao Chen does."
Yang Changwen took him to find milk chestnuts together. He is not a prince, he is a rich second generation at best.
His father can still sit at the same table with Lao Chen when he comes, but he himself is a bit inferior.
How could Peng Yu listen to his nonsense? He would rather wait below than go off and offend others.
I am still cautious at heart and do not want to cause trouble.
When he couldn't hold it in anymore and went to the bathroom, he ran over in a hurry and accidentally bumped into someone.
Peng Yu looked up and saw that it was the beautiful DJ?
"You are Naili, my name is Peng Yu and I would like you to take some photos of my sexy underwear."
"Are you sick?"
How can Naili ignore him? He sounds more like a deceiver.
It seems to be directly saying, you are very beautiful, I will give you a chance to take off your clothes on your own initiative. Peng Yu scratched his head. He was sincerely looking for someone to speak for him.
However, he didn’t think much about being rejected until he returned to his table after using the restroom.
Two bodyguards in black came and asked him to go upstairs with an expressionless tone, as if they were commanding.
“Who are you?”
“You just hit someone, don’t you know? We, Mr. Wang, please come up.”
“Mr. Wang?” Peng Yu If you know who it is, of course others will know it too.
We still know each other after all. Chen Pingsheng didn’t want to make a joke in a nightclub, so he just gave two instructions:
"That guy Wang Yanfeng is still so arrogant. Go up and tell him that I, Chen Pingsheng, am here and see if he wants to come down for a drink."
"You..." A big man in black still wanted to get angry. Someone stopped him.
It is true that they are bodyguards who practice martial arts, and their brains must keep up.
Since everyone calls him by his first name, he must know their boss.
The only correct thing to do at this time is to report up and listen to the boss's own opinions.
The two bodyguards went up to the second floor. The reason why they asked Peng Yu to go up just now was because Naili vividly told the story about being hit in the bathroom just now.
Although there were many perverts in the bar, she was the first one to be so aboveboard and righteous in asking her to go outside to take pictures of sexy lingerie.
She also didn’t expect that Wang Yanfeng would ask his bodyguard to directly call others to come over and apologize.
The key is, they didn’t come either.
Looking at Wang Yanfeng’s frown, he was afraid something bad would happen to him.
"Young Master Wang, what is causing you such trouble?"
Wang Yanfeng ignored the charming little internet celebrity next to him. He just stared at the two bodyguards seriously and asked, "Are you sure he said his name is Chen?" Life?"
"I'm sure, he also asked the young master if you want to go down for a drink."
"Let's go."
Wang Yanfeng stood up without saying anything. It is true that he is a top rich second generation.
It's true that when making friends, it doesn't depend on how much money the other person has, but he still respects Chen Pingsheng.
Before, I could show off my power in front of him twice.
Laughing at him for being uneducated and having never been abroad.
It’s just a wild guy who started selling durians on the street.
Now, he is not even qualified to sit at the same table with others.
This was the person that his old man would visit to ask for cooperation. Given his courage, he did not dare to be disrespectful to Chen Pingsheng in any way.
Everyone else was dumbfounded.
They all followed behind to join in the fun, probably wanting to see who could make a person like the prince condescend.
Wang Yanfeng’s arrogance also depends on the person.
In Chen Pingsheng's eyes, he is just a second-generation playboy.
I have a small business of my own, which is unremarkable.
The Panda Live Broadcast that I did in the CEO class back then was such a good outlet project, and this guy easily got billions in financing.
It can be seen that Lao Wang’s background has made his career in the capital market much smoother.
Unfortunately, in the end, all my underwear was lost.
If Lao Wang hadn’t wiped his butt, he wouldn’t have been able to go to any high-end places.
It will definitely be on the blacklist and all high consumption will be restricted.
“Brother Chen.”
“You should call me Uncle Chen, your father and I are of the same generation.”
“Uncle Chen.”
Wang Yanfeng has no temper at all.
Time can tell everything. The mud-legged man who was looked down upon at first has now reached the point where his boss is asking for cooperation.
As for the big projects that he worked on on his own, every one of them was finished.
He once laughed at people selling milk tea and coffee, all of which were low-end industries that were not up to the mark.
Now he is not even qualified to laugh.
Chen Pingsheng nodded: "Your dad and I are friends after all, and I didn't plan to meet you originally. Your people wanted to invite my cousin up for a drink, so I asked you to come down and have a chat. You don’t have any objections?”
"No way, it's all a misunderstanding."
Wang Yanfeng sat under him obediently, drank three glasses of wine to apologize, and ordered twenty-four Aces of Spades as apology.
Fan Xiuqi was dumbfounded.
Who is this uncle driver? He can actually let a person like Mr. Wang come down and apologize respectfully.
The young lady from before did not deceive me.
Those who drive a Mercedes-Benz G are not necessarily rich, but those who drive a Volkswagen Phaeton are 100% rich.
This is the real big brother.
(End of this chapter)