7 Don't Expect Me to Support You

 Jiangnan puffed on the cigarette. It seemed that Liu Tao wanted to train him to be the second generation of Chaoyang. However, Liu Tao was the boss and Chaoyang was the employee. Why didn't he just fire him? Somehow, Jiangnan felt that there was more to this than meets the eye. Fortunately, it had nothing to do with him.

  The two were watching the excitement and talking, when the door of the private room behind them opened with a bang, and a big boss with a beer belly came out with a bright face. Jiangnan came back to his senses and immediately greeted him with a smile, "Boss, are you having fun? You have been here for quite a while."

  Liuzi also smiled and said, "Exactly. Our legs are about to break. Boss, you have extraordinary perseverance, right?"

  As he said that, he walked towards the private room. The beautiful woman was packing her clothes in the back and was about to come out.

  The boss was so happy to be praised by the two waiters. Who could have known that he was not doing it the whole time, but just fingered the beauty's lower body with his hands for a long time, while he only delivered the goods in two minutes. However, men have to save face, who would say that he has premature ejaculation in public? "Haha, very satisfied, here are two hundred yuan, you two brothers can buy two packs of cigarettes, and next time I come, you must introduce me to two prettier ones."

  Jiangnan took the money with a chuckle and said, "Thanks, boss. But if you come all the time, it won't work. The girls in our bar can't stand your trouble. I felt the private room was shaking just now." Jiangnan spoke more and more mysteriously. In fact, his words were full of sarcasm, but the boss, who had just vented his anger, didn't hear it.

  "Hey! Mr. Bai, do you mean that you won't recognize me once you pull up your pants? Having me is not enough for you, you are still thinking about other women." A beautiful woman came out of the private room with a bag in her hand and happened to hear the conversation of several people. She was a little unwilling. After all, if she lost a repeat customer, she would lose an income.

  The boss laughed and said, "I'm just kidding. I'll return some to you next time." Although he said that, everyone knew that there were very few repeat customers. They came out to have fun just for the novelty. Home flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers. If he always had to find the same woman, he might as well play with his own wife at home, and he wouldn't have to spend any money.

  After the boss left, the woman snorted angrily, and the pungent smell of perfume on her body made Jiangnan dizzy. There is a difference between the beauties in the bar and the prostitutes in the hair salon. Without some looks, no one would want her to be a waitress even if she is allowed to work in the bar. Having said that, looks alone are not important. What is important for a woman is definitely not her face, especially in brothels, where figure is king.

  The woman smiled at Jiangnan and said, "Handsome, let's go out for a drink after the party. I'll treat you!"

  Jiangnan knew what she meant. Drinking a cup and having sex were almost the same thing. "Some other time, some other time." To be honest, Jiangnan had thought about pushing her down, but when he thought of that disgusting old man who had been lying on top of her for a long time, his sexual interest was immediately gone.

  After the woman left, Jiangnan took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Liuzi's pocket, "Don't think it's too little, buy two packs of cigarettes."

  "Forget it, I don't want the money. I have income from my two private rooms. Besides, it's not every night that the boss is so generous. I'll learn slowly. I have to get back to work."

  Liuzi stuffed the money back into Jiangnan's pocket and hurriedly ran to his private room.

  Jiangnan stuffed the money back into his pocket and went into the private room to clean up the battlefield. As soon as he entered, he felt a headache. The pungent smell of alcohol and the disgusting smell of male and female combination... Damn, what kind of scene is this? The sofa was filled with used toilet paper and sticky stuff. Two condoms were thrown on the coffee table, each filled with half a bag of "rice soup". The most eye-catching thing was the two electric machines on the sofa. I didn't expect this guy to be so good at **. No wonder the woman was screaming so happily just now.

  Jiangnan took two tissues from the coffee table and threw them into the trash can with disgust. As he was cleaning up, he heard footsteps behind him. Before he turned around, Shanshan spoke, "Oh, Jiangnan won the prize."

  Jiangnan turned around and looked at Shanshan helplessly, thinking of the words that had just teased him, "Why haven't the country relatives left yet?"

  "Puchi..." Shanshan laughed, twisted her waist and walked over, picked a clean place to sit down, her hip skirt bulged up high as she bent over, the two petals were as round as an apple butt, "Do you understand? Hehe..."

  Jiangnan chuckled and said, "Why are we not working today?"

  "I'm too lazy to move. Take a break for two days. I wonder why you are more like Yang Bailao than Huang Shiren. If the boss doesn't urge you, you won't work. If I work under you, I'll probably be exhausted to death." Shanshan rolled her eyes at Jiangnan, and then said, "Hey... Jiangnan, I still think you and our Nana have a crush on each other. Don't deny it."

  Jiangnan curled his lips, "It's useless for me to be interesting. The key is that your lady is like a tigress."

  Shanshan was amused when she heard Jiangnan say that. "She has a bad temper. You know that even Mr. Liu can't do anything about her. She usually doesn't let customers touch her. What kind of lady is she? We are sisters. We have to help her. Besides, do you think that in our line of work, if you don't let bad men take advantage of you, who will pay you?"

  Jiangnan thought of the guy just now and nodded affirmatively, "So Nana doesn't make money anymore."

  "She's just trying to make a living. Her salary is not much higher than yours, and she often gets her wages deducted for offending customers. Sometimes Mr. Liu fines her, and she has to borrow from us. This girl never pays back the money she borrows." Although Shanshan said this, she didn't really blame Nana. It can be seen that the two of them have a good relationship.

  Jiangnan said jokingly, "So Sister Shanshan must be a rich woman?"

  Shan Shan snorted lightly, not minding Jiang Nan's mockery of her profession, "I came here to talk to you seriously, don't interrupt, did that little devil just now seduce you? I'm warning you, if you really want to pursue our Nana, stay away from these women."

  "You are worrying too much. I am a poor boy. Why would anyone like me? It's just a joke."

  Shanshan shook her head immediately, "A silly boy like you deserves to be toyed with by women. It's useless to play with them. Don't say you are handsome. Even if you are average, there are prostitutes to seduce you. Think about the men who are on top of them every day. They are either ugly or old. They toss and turn the women's desires, and the men are fine. If they can't satisfy the prostitutes, the prostitutes also need to vent. It's normal to keep a gigolo. Although the bar doesn't allow it, which prostitute doesn't seduce a couple of waiters for fun?"

  Jiang Nan grinned. Shan Shan was quite direct in her words. It sounded as if the man was not playing with the lady, but the lady was playing with the man. "So you have two too?"

  Shanshan threw a ball of paper at her. She threw it away and then remembered that it was the remnant of the two guys' affair. She wiped it on the sofa with disgust and said, "I don't need it. I have a man at home. Besides, I'm different from them. If you want to sleep with me, don't even think about it without three to five thousand yuan."

  Shanshan was not bragging. In CB, Shanshan was a first-class beauty. Bars generally classified beauties according to their looks and temperament. The charges for first, second and third classes were naturally different. First-class beauties were only affordable for big bosses and officials. Those with a monthly income of only a few hundred thousand could forget about it. Naturally, first-class beauties would perform less frequently. If they performed eight or ten times a month, tens of thousands of yuan would be enough for them to spend, which was enough for second and third class beauties to have nearly a hundred customers.

  Jiangnan threw the last two electric machines into the trash can and sat down next to Shanshan. Shanshan gave him a good first impression. She didn't have that disgusting perfume on her body. She might be using a more expensive one. "How many years have you been doing this?"

  "Three years!" Shanshan stretched out two fingers, scaring Jiangnan.

  "Ahem... three years... that's a lot of savings, right?"

  Shanshan glared at Jiangnan, "Don't expect me to support a gigolo like you. My money is all in use. Besides, do you think that a lady can save money by eating and drinking with customers? Let me tell you this, that slut who just left is called Honghong. She carries a bag worth tens of thousands of yuan. She does beauty treatments every month. How much money do you think she can have left?"

  Jiangnan nodded and said, "Why don't you save the money from selling your body?" After saying that, he felt that he had offended Shanshan, but it was too late to change his words.

  Shanshan didn't really care about Jiangnan's words, "Save money? If she drags a woven bag, will men even look at her? How can she make money? You stinky men only care about appearance."

  Jiangnan coughed twice, and unknowingly, he became a stinky man, "Not really, that beauty, I saw her figure..."

  "Figure? What a joke!" Shanshan interrupted Jiangnan, "Do you think she grew up drinking Sanlu milk? Other people's breasts are three taels, but hers is only one pound? To tell you the truth, it's all silicone, made in Korea, and it cost this much!" Shanshan stretched out two fingers again.

  "Twenty thousand? So much?" Jiangnan was a little surprised.

  "Pfft! Twenty thousand? Do you think there's paste inside? One hundred thousand!" Shanshan said emphatically.

  Jiangnan was completely speechless. He had never seen someone so ignorant of counting as Shanshan. She only held up two fingers no matter how many words were asked.

  Shanshan seemed to be in a good mood today. She gave Jiangnan some knowledge about nightclubs. "It costs at least 200,000 yuan to go back and forth, including travel expenses. If it's put on Honghong, it will take more than a year to earn that much. But without investment, there is no return."

  Shanshan's words almost made Jiangnan laugh. He didn't expect that Shanshan, who didn't know how to count, had such a concept of financial management. Then he glanced at Shanshan's small chest. Shanshan was not going to perform today, so there was no bar pad. It was much smaller than usual, but at least bigger than Nana's. Thinking of this, Jiangnan reacted unconsciously. In order to relieve the unnaturalness in his body, Jiangnan said something to make conversation, "It's not easy to make a little money, but the sister's scream just now was quite **. I heard it outside. It seems that it's not what I told you. I must have felt it myself."

  Shanshan snorted, "You think you're watching a Japanese movie, but you're still yelling, do you know what the biggest killer weapon in this line of work is besides your body?"

  Jiangnan shook his head in confusion. He thought he had been in the army for too long, or rather Shanshan was too professional, leaving Jiangnan with no way to answer.

  Shanshan also said that she was addicted. "Think about it, once the lights are turned off, even if you are so beautiful that fishes sink to the bottom of the water, geese fall, and the moon hides in shame, who can see you?"

  "Sound! You mean scream..." Before Jiangnan could even say the word "bed", Shanshan nodded, "Otherwise, why do you men often say "Miss"? The essence of screaming is just screaming. The louder and more genuine the scream, the greater the man's desire to conquer her. He will really think that he made the lady feel good. Of course, he will pay her more money afterwards."

  Jiangnan laughed, "So your call must be the best?"

  Shanshan raised her fist and punched Jiangnan, "Nana is right, you are just a little hooligan."

  The two were playing around when the door of the private room was pushed open. They looked outside awkwardly. The girl with a sullen face standing at the door could not be anyone else but Nana.