Siren Screw membership privileges have been unlocked worth ¥ 39.90 Salt Selection Column Creation Statement Content contains fictional creation I like a girl in an atmosphere group. 144 bottles of champagne were ordered
that night and piled up into a mountain.
But champagne, apart from the sound of opening the bottle, is not for people to drink at all.
I told them to pour all the wine into a one-man-high trash can and take a bath. I’m not
doing this to show off my wealth, I’m doing it for her.
Half a year ago, I suffered from severe anxiety.
In order to sleep, go to different places to drink every day. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 1 of 34:. The girl who
led the dance was tall and tall, and her long legs were shining white under the pleated skirt.
Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to those of a person. She was wearing the same JK uniform when
we first met.
Wang Zhe poked me on the arm and saw me in a daze. He called the marketing manager with a bad smile and ordered a few words. After
two songs, the lead dancer came straight to our booth.
I caught a whiff of citrus and she sat down. “Hello, my name is Eva.”.
She has two shallow pear pits, which are exactly the same as that person.
I said a few words perfunctorily and looked at her face in a daze. Before
her buttocks were hot, the manager came over and whispered a few words in her ear.
Next to me, a middle-aged man with a big belly looked at me provocatively. He was like a human standing card with a logo all over his body. Armani shirt was tucked into Zenga trousers, Gucci shoes were on his feet, and a few young boys were booing behind him.
This is to let Eva pass.
The manager said, Here’s half a dozen Budweiser for you?
Eva was a little embarrassed. I grabbed her wrist and said, Your Budweiser? What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 2, 34 pages in total. General
Manager Liu swaggered over, and the gilded Hermes belt around his waist made my eyes hurt.
He grabbed Eva’s arm. “Come here, baby, I’ll buy you Hermes.”.
Hermes and LV are different.
I suddenly remembered my ex-girlfriend’s words, and she used this reason to dump me.
I squinted at General Manager Liu and said to the manager, “Two dozen.”. General
Manager Liu smiled angrily and went back to his booth.
A minute later, he opened three dozen.
Eva grabbed my arm and said, “Don’t open it, it’s not necessary.”.
I’m surprised. Do women who hang out at night think they get too much commission? General
Manager Liu began to heckle again, and I was holding the credit card in my hand. “Ten dozen,”
I said aloud.
Cheap champagne also costs 6880 yuan a dozen. General Manager Liu was silent, and all eyes in the bar were looking this way. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 3, 34 pages in total, 144 bottles of champagne piled up into a mountain. “Do you have a basin?”
I asked?
Manager: What basin?
Any basin will do.
I patted my head. Isn’t there a trash can at the door? The
oversized kind. After
the one-man-high trash can was pushed in, I asked the waiter to unscrew 144 bottles of champagne and pour them in. I said to Wang Zhe, Go in.
Wang Zhe jumped into the trash can.
I looked at General Manager Liu, who was holding the champagne glass.
I said, “Is this what your mother drinks?”? Someone can
really drink it! Today I am happy to invite the whole audience to drink another round, and each table will open a bottle of spades ace! Let’s drink what people drink! Applause, cheers, whistles, all at the same time.
The DJ also said, “General Manager Wu of K9 will give the audience A round of spades, and those who see it will have their share!”! Tonight belongs to General Manager Wu. Let’s get together. With a wave of my hand,
I glanced at the next door and said, “Your mother is rich, the village cannon.”. General
Manager Liu smashed the wine glass, and a young man in a flowery shirt came up to us, hooked his fingers, and motioned me to stand up and speak. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 4, 34 pages in total. On the face of Zhe, this product is also a small thing with thunder and rain, and it is dumb at once.
Boy, this is going to be full of martial arts. There were so many
people on the other side that I had only one choice. I broke the bottle on the wall and aimed the tip at the uncle’s bald head: “***, who the *** dares to move?”? After the
security guard pulled the two sides apart, Eva was accompanied by a round of wine at each end.
She drank until she was out of shape, looked at me with drunken eyes, picked up the glass and poured it into her mouth.
Before long, Eva could not stand steadily. She stroked her lower abdomen and looked very painful.
I put Eva on my Audi A7 and asked her to drive to the hospital. Just
in time. Her stomach’s bleeding.
When I returned to the ward after paying the medical fee, she was sleeping on her back and her skirt was piled up on her waist.
I pulled up the quilt for her, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were having a nightmare.
I wanted to go and remembered the doctor’s words.
The doctor said that Eva had ulcerative gastritis and that her condition was at risk of worsening. What would happen if I had to accompany a nightclub woman?
-Zhihu Page 5 of 34 I sighed and hung my coat on the coat rack.
Pillow on the edge of the bed, I try to sleep.
In less than a minute, the familiar palpitation appeared again, as if someone had pinched his heart. I didn’t
seem to have enough wine, so I shook my head. He
took out his mobile phone, which showed a row of online loan and credit card reminder information.
The last row is tonight’s bill, one hundred and twenty thousand. After the
company went bankrupt, I borrowed all the money I could and numbed myself with alcohol.
This is the last credit card. I don’t know how long this will last.
The next morning, a girl with a fashionable brand rushed into the ward.
She looked at Eva and then at me with a strange expression.
Me: Who are you?
I’m her friend. Is
she drunk again?
I’m so sorry.
She’s always like this.
Then I’ll leave it to you.
I grabbed my coat.
Eva was still asleep, her expression was no longer painful, and her condition seemed to be getting better. Why do you have to go to a bar to do that kind of work when you have gold and silver
at home? What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 6 of 34 As if she had said the wrong thing, the woman stopped talking and changed the subject, “Wait, you are..” I waved my hand and left the ward.
Just returned to the company, Wang Zhe sent a message: “Brother, did you get full marks?”?
Sent to the hospital.
“” Saint.
I walked through the single rooms. Once every room was full of employees. Now there is only garbage left.
At that time, the noise was like yesterday. I didn’t expect that I would not only fail to do well, but also bankrupt the company.
No one knows that I spent money like water in the bar, and even my house was taken away by the bank.
Fortunately, the company’s rent has been paid by the end of this year, and they can still sleep on the floor in the office.
At eight o’clock in the evening, I took out the Rolex Ghost King from the drawer.
Wang Zhe sent me a message asking me where I was going tonight. I said I would go there again. He said, “For the first time.”.
I never go to the same night show. There is no involvement, so I can come back to sleep after drinking. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 7, 34 in total. It seems that the 120,000 yuan spent last night had some effect. Even the cleaning aunt looked at me with light in her eyes.
Eva didn’t take a vacation.
After the warm-up dance, she sat down beside me.
Her dress today is a mature style, with a hip skirt and a loose ponytail.
She half leaned into my arms and blew my ears itching: “How can I thank you?”?
My cheeks were burning: Have a midnight snack after work?
“” Yes.
It’s not the first time I’ve taken a dancer from a bar, but I’m actually looking forward to it. After having a midnight snack
at the congee building, I drove Eva to the dam by the river. There
are no street lights here, and there are several dark cars parked around.
An SUV swayed less than 20 meters away from me. I
‘ve spent one hundred and twenty thousand yuan, and I can’t really be a saint.
I quietly turned up the temperature of the air conditioner. You look very unhappy.
Every night show girl has a sad past. Let them talk about these things, and it will come naturally.
Maybe not, but I want to go to the dessert. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 8, 34 pages in total, “I also have a question to ask you.”.
“” What?
She licked her lips and moved closer to me.
You have no money, and your mobile phone is full of text messages from online loan companies.
Spend so much money to get me drunk, the result sent me to have an intravenous drip, what is the purpose?
She had seen it.
I threw up my hands and said, “I’m broke.”.
The company was on a roll, and at its peak, its anchors had more than 20 million followers.
I fell in love with the anchorwoman I picked up in one hand, and even almost got married.
I gave her all the money and contracts to keep, and she was secretly flirting with the boss of another guild.
She took all the anchors and did not forget to transfer the cash on the account.
Not a single piece of equipment was left for me.
I’ve been sold, and I’m counting her money.
I can’t even sue her because I gave her 51% of the shares as a bride price. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 9 of 34, “I’m just an idiot.”.
Eva suddenly hugged my head.
Leaning on her soft chest, I was a little short of oxygen for a moment.
She didn’t say a word. She just hugged me.
This is totally different from my script. I
leaned back for a moment, and when I looked up, I was a little embarrassed. “Where do you live?”?
I’ll take you. The SUV in
the rearview mirror turned on its lights and succeeded.
She half-smiled and said, “Are you going back now?”?
“Or what?”?
Do I have to cry? “Anyway,”
I said grumpily, “you’ve heard all my jokes.
“Then send me back to Shanhe Village,” she said.
Shanhe Village is a wealthy area with only villas.
The monthly rent is over twenty thousand yuan. How does
a bar dancer live in a place like that?
I finally remembered what the woman had said in the hospital-why did she have to go to the bar when there was gold and silver at home? Could it be that rich girls these days have some inexplicable eccentricities? What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 10 of 34 “Together with my friends, the people who came to the hospital to pick me up that day.”.
I stopped in front of the villa.
Boy, there’s a bright red Ferrari 488 parked inside-no, it’s a 488 pista! This car is limited, must have three Ferrari points, and there must be two V12, to be eligible to buy.
I looked at her with mixed feelings, and she said, “The hospital thing..” Thank you.
It seemed that she had no intention of inviting me in, and it would be obscene if she continued to cling to me. Driving
all the way back to the company, the river wind blew on my face, numbing and crisp.
I patted the Audi under my ass.
I made a fool of myself. When I
got back to the company, I found that the glass door had been splashed with paint.
Early in the morning, I was awakened by a knock on the door. There were several creditors squatting at the
door, and I had to take off my Rolex and throw it to them because I had been perfunctory to them too many times. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 11 of 34 stops. My
credit card is frozen, so I can only lie dead in the company.
As soon as I fell asleep, there was a sudden roar of the engine downstairs.
I ran to the window and saw the 488 pista.
The supercar was parked in the open parking lot, with a pair of amazing long legs sticking out of the door. Eva held her sunglasses and looked upstairs.
It was the first time I saw Eva in the daytime. She wore a long trench coat over her skirt and a pair of stilettos underneath, which was more beautiful than at night.
Her eyes met my dusty face, and there was only one thought left in my mind-it was too late to clean up! Your face is dirty.
I stood opposite her. There was only one chair in the office, opposite my bed on the floor.
She walked over to me, wiped my face with her hand, and frowned. “Where did the paint come from? It’s already dry.”.
“” For.. Why?
She crossed her legs, and they shook my head.
She smiled wittily: “I saw the information your company posted on the recruitment website, and I came to apply for the female anchor.”. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 12 of 34 She: “Don’t say those useless things. Do you recruit people?”?
It was released a long time ago. You can see the state of this company. I just need to sell underpants. Ignoring me,
she began tinkering with the computer: The anchor of Jinlang Culture signed an agreement. This is it.
The printer spit out two contracts, and I yelled, What the hell do you want? Do you
know who General Manager Liu you offended that day?
“She laughed and said,” He’s a shareholder of the bar, and if he loses face, I can’t go on.
You did it. You have to control me.
My brain was almost out of order, and she read the contract: The contract is for five years, effective immediately.. Without the permission of the company, it is not allowed to sign a contract with other companies in any form. I don’t know what you’re selling. There is only one appearance left in
my company. Do you expect me to pay you?
“She picked up the contract and said,” Isn’t it written here that 50% of the reward income belongs to me. What the hell are
you doing here?
“I pointed out the window.” You need a job to drive this kind of car? What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 13 of 34. She ignored me and signed her real name, Ganlu.
I gritted my teeth and signed this bartender who drives a Ferrari.
Manna began to work immediately, and even bought the equipment herself. There was a second voice in the
dead company, but I didn’t expect it at all.
She just has a 3-minute passion. Where is the live broadcast so easy to do?
Two days later, she still had no intention of giving up. I couldn’t help but go to the door of the live studio to see what she was doing.
Manna wore a lolita dress and a gold two-dimensional wig.
I don’t know where to tinker with the outfit, and it’s the same day by day. The
screen is PK, which makes me a little surprised.
I know him. He is a little famous PK anchor. His name is Tornado Gyro. He plays fiercely.
Manna speaks in a milky voice, which seems to be a character setting for this dress.
Whirlwind Gyro came up and scolded, “What strange clothes are you wearing? What kind of evil are you?”?
Manna pouted, and the next sentence surprised me: I am your father. With
that, she hung up the microphone. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 14, 34 pages in total, countless “hahahahaha” scrolled, and then I noticed that the number of viewers had reached 3,000.
Then, Manna connects to the next anchor.
Her style of play is the same as the last one. As long as the opponent speaks rudely, she will end the PK by saying “I am your father.”.
My eyes lit up.
If she came up with this unique style and highly recognizable catchphrase, she is definitely a live broadcasting genius who realized the core rules of the Internet economy as soon as she came out.
If you let her keep doing it. Maybe it can really work.
Manna ended the live broadcast and walked out of the room.
She took off her wig and raised her eyebrows at me. After
that day, I began to contact the guild resources at hand to help her.
I gradually found that Manna did not rely on a single beauty and soft pornography to attract male audiences, but on a strong live appeal and a belly of ink that I don’t know where to come from to mingle with the audience.
In just two weeks, she has achieved 100,000 attention, and there is only one person in my memory who can match her.
But she never told me about her past. She came to my world like a mystery.
Maybe, as she said, she was sent by God to save me.
I was in charge of the operation, and Ganlu was in charge of the live broadcast, and I even made this account. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 15 of 34 pages of hope.
Finally, she received a PK application from a big Internet celebrity, and the comment area instantly refreshed hundreds of comments. After
connecting PK, a familiar face appears in the picture.
I tremble all over. The woman
opposite was also a little surprised: “Jin Lang..” What a coincidence.
The company isn’t dead yet? Sensing something was wrong with me
, Manna turned to her lips and said, Is that her?
It’s her, Qin Yan, my ex-girlfriend.
In just three months, she has become the head anchor with tens of millions of fans.
It’s not that enemies don’t get together. We met again.
Ganlu turned around and said, “It’s no use saying anything. Give me a fight.”?
Qin Yan smiled gorgeously and said, All right, what is the punishment? I
lost. I went downstairs and smashed the Ferrari.
Fans all knew she had a Ferrari, and Manna’s words instantly exploded in the comments section. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 16 of 34 “Play so big?”?
“Qin Yan opened her mouth wide.” I don’t have a Ferrari.
I don’t want you to smash any cars. If you lose, just tell me everything you’ve done. Do you dare to play?
“Qin Yan played dumb:” What did I do? How did
you leave Jinlang and what happened to the company. You know
these things. I want you to say it and apologize to that man.
I opened my eyes wide and patted her arm.
She looked back at me firmly.
Are you his current?
None of your business.
At this time, the live broadcast rooms of both sides were packed, and the news that “tens of millions of anchors bet on Ferrari” spread all over the Internet in a few minutes.
Qin Yan’s face is happy, after all, the flow is money.
She said, “OK, you’ve smashed the Ferrari. I’ll play with you.”. Two red and blue progress bars appeared on the
screen, and at first the two sides were evenly matched. After
Qin Yan danced, her points overwhelmed us.
Manna pulled off her skirt decisively, hiding a tight vest and hot pants underneath, and I swallowed a mouthful. What happened to the women in the nightclub?
-Zhihu, page 17, 34 in total, is worthy of a “professional” background. Ganlu’s dancing skills are much better than Qin Yan’s.
Manna twisted her graceful waist and stuck every rhythm point.
The following gifts are almost unable to roll over.
But Qin Yan’s fan base is so big that it always overwhelms us.
This PK ended with a fiasco of nectar. How can there be so many miracles in the world?
“Smash it!”! What about smashing the Ferrari? Do you
want a hob?
」…… The comments keep rolling and the nectar is silent.
She took off her cell phone and rushed out the door.
I reached out to pull it, but I didn’t hold it.
My heart missed a beat.
When I arrived downstairs, I saw a scene that I will never forget. Holding a baseball bat in her left hand and a live mobile phone in her right hand
, Manna smashed the front windshield of the Ferrari. There was a crack in the
glass, and it wasn’t enough for her, so she jumped on the hood and smashed it like crazy, again and again. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 18, 34 pages in total, a calculator appeared in my brain, a surface paint 5000, sheet metal 10000.. Twenty thousand rearview mirrors.. This is a limited edition Ferrari, madwoman! Manna threw the phone over, and I caught it subconsciously. The gifts in the
comments section are one after another, and new viewers are constantly pouring in.
Now, she can be regarded as a red.
I rushed over and hugged the nectar. “Don’t smash it!” She looked back at me, her eyes red and struggling.
I stroked her back. “It’s okay, it’s okay …” We won’t smash it.. After the farce ended, Ganlu and Qin Yan agreed to PK for the second time next week.
Next time, Manna’s bet is a five-minute free punishment, and whatever Qin Yan tells her to do, she will do.
Two crazy people.
As soon as I left the parking lot, the rearview mirror, which was not easily glued by me, suddenly fell down and was crushed by the wheels. I
don’t have to drive out in a broken car, but my car is used to pay off debts, so I can only drive it. What happens to the women in the Gan nightclub?
-Zhihu Page 19, 34 in total I hold my forehead, a burst of flesh pain, but the nectar is indifferent.
I stepped on the accelerator, the V8 engine roared, and the rear of the car skidded in place and rushed onto the road.
Fortunately, the nectar only damaged the appearance, and the power of the machine was still fierce.
I felt its surging power, tested the strength of the throttle, and drove faster and faster.
Along the way, we harvested countless surprising eyes.
After all, you can easily see a Ferrari on the street, but a broken Ferrari is not common.
We stopped at a roadside stall in the food street. The young man brought kebabs and beer. His eyes kept stopping on the Ferrari next to him, and the saliva was almost flowing out.
I poured the nectar and said what I had always asked, “Why are you helping me?”?
“The boss brought a plate of roasted kidneys. She nibbled them and said,” You are so miserable. I am the one God sent to help you.
“I drank a toast.” No kidding.
I don’t know who she is, I don’t know what she’s been through, I don’t even know her.. I grabbed my phone. “Your WeChat’s name is Sun. Why?”?
As Nietzsche wrote in Thus Spoke Zarathustra, the sun’s light and heat are infinite, but it only gives and does not want to receive.
I envy people like that. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 20 of 34 “Who Are You?”?
I said. U
CL Department of Philosophy, UCL.
She said, I have a bachelor’s degree.
The name is somewhat familiar, and I think of the tidbit I read not long ago. Are you and President Wang classmates?
Sort of. It’s not the same term. I’ve never seen anyone.
I suddenly felt that her heart was covered with a layer of fog, and I had never really understood her.
Bar dancer, anchorwoman, Ferrari owner, UCL talented student.. How many identities does she have?
She drank until her cheeks were slightly red and she looked at me with her eyes like silk. “I don’t understand either.”.
I got myself drunk, and you took me to the hospital. What’s going on in
your head?
So she got herself drunk on purpose. What on earth was this woman thinking?
When I think of the way Manna smashed the car, I always see a desire for self-destruction from her, perhaps in her heart, there is also a terrible past.
I said, “I will not take advantage of others’ difficulties.”. I’ve been working
in a bar for a long time, and I’ve never seen a man like you. It’s so strange.
Could it be. You can’t?
I stood up and said, “Don’t provoke me!” What happens to women in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 21 of 34 “Why do you have to make trouble with Qin Yan?”?
I raised my glass and avoided the topic. Qin Yan is very strong. You may not win.
“Manna suddenly stopped smiling.” You can’t sleep every night, and you still can. How did
she know?
I nodded hesitantly.
She said, It wasn’t me.. You have to get through this.
I was silent. I couldn’t tell her the real reason. I think of Qin Yan every day when I am
with her.
They are too similar, not only in appearance. When
the company was founded, Qin Yan and I, like now, worked hard together every day and talked about everything. I never thought she would betray me
at that time, which is as ridiculous to me as an asteroid hitting the earth.
But the asteroid still hit the earth.
I am afraid of being betrayed. I always dream of Qin Yan’s cold face. In my dream, she said to me again and again: Hermes is different from LV. After
sending the nectar home, I lay on the floor and had a sleepless night. The day of
PK has arrived.
When I walked into the studio, there was a pile of cosmetics on the table, and the nectar was enough to melt two small nightclub women. What happened?
-Zhihu Page 22 of 34 Manna Today’s makeup looks like a girl next door.
But I swear, this is the most beautiful I’ve ever seen her. As
I stared at her, she chuckled, “Haven’t you ever seen a beautiful woman?”? After the
last PK, we became the topic of the whole network. Both sides gained one or two million fans. Everyone wanted to see what the anchorwoman who smashed the Ferrari looked like, and what Qin Yan had done. After
entering the live broadcast room, the audience was boiling.
Both sides put a few harsh words, PK began.
Qin Yan is not easy to mess with the role, this time she has a lot of money, even if the sweet dew is very hard, our score has always lagged behind. The anxiety
on Manna’s face is visible to the naked eye. In the last thirty seconds of the
live broadcast, something happened.
A man named “Wang Sheng” suddenly broke into the live broadcast room and brushed 100 rounds of “No.1 Rocket” in a row. Rocket
1 is the most expensive gift, ten thousand yuan each.
I haven’t seen Wang Sheng in the live broadcast room. Where did he come from?
When I opened my personal page, his head portrait was a full-body photo, a man in his thirties, tall and thin, with a gloomy expression. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 23 of 34 I was too happy to notice anything wrong with the nectar.
She put her hands on her knees and trembled slightly.
We won.
Qin Yan lowered her head and Ganlu took a deep breath. “I’m willing to gamble and admit defeat. Say it.”.
Qin Yan was silent. “Well,”
said Manna, “I’ll ask you. Is the person who
made you popular the boss of Jinlang? Several old fans in the
comment section have begun to popularize the story of Qin Yan and Jin Lang.
I jumped to Qin Yan’s live broadcast room, and more and more people flooded the screen, and the housing management was controlling the comments. After
he made you popular, did you defect with all the anchors and owe a lot of debt in the name of the company?
This question exploded in the comments section again, and I opened a comment: “Eat up and run away, really cruel, 666.”. Not letting the other side breathe
, Manna threw out the last question: Are you having an affair with the big boss of the other side’s guild? Now
even the housing management can’t control it.
Millions of viewers are boiling, and overwhelming comments are flying in the live broadcast room. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
Zhihu page 24, a total of 34 pages to explain, but the audience did not buy it, kept scolding.
Qin Yan said, “You won because you won. Why did you pour such dirty water on me?”?
“At this time, Qin Yan’s Bangyi said,” If you do it, you will admit it.
Then, list two and list three.. All the bosses have spoken.
They mutually confirm Qin Yan’s black material, piecing together the facts little by little.
The gold owner turned against the water, and now Qin Yan panicked.
She shouted, “I don’t know Wu Di at all. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”?
“Ganlu smiled.” From the beginning to the end, I never said the name Wu Di.
So you know him well?
I.. I did work in Jinlang, but all the things you said are false.
Manna reached out to me and nodded.
It was time to throw out my cards. I took out my wallet and took out the photos in the interlayer. Qin Yan and
I almost got the license. This is our wedding photo.
After Ganlu took out the photo, Qin Yan’s last line of defense collapsed. She sobbed
as she watched the donors withdraw from the live broadcast room one by one.
By this time, the audience has exceeded two million, and I seem to have seen what will happen to the women in the marketing headline nightclub tomorrow?
-Zhihu Page 25 of 34 Manna said, “It’s not over yet. You still need an apology from that person.”.
Qin Yan did not speak and got off the live broadcast. My fist, which I
had just started to clench, finally loosened. On the
screen, Wang Sheng quit the live broadcast room.
At that time, I was in ecstasy and did not notice Wang Sheng’s last comment. “Take care of yourself,”
he said. At the end of the
live broadcast, I hugged Manna, jumped and laughed.
She was like a puppet, and I held her motionless.
This is a celebration banquet.
“I poured wine for the nectar.” You are the greatest hero. In the middle of the night, few pedestrians could be seen in the
food street. Ganlu looked left and right, as if she were afraid of something.
I could see that she had something on her mind, and just as I was about to ask, the cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated, and the nectar trembled all over.
I grabbed her cell phone, which showed a letter from a strange number: “Do you think you can hide?”?
Be good and wait for me to pick you up.
Did you send the wrong message?
I gave the phone back to Manna, but after she saw it, she even grabbed the phone. What happened to the woman in the nightclub?
-Zhihu Page 26 of 34 By this time, even if I am slow, I find that things are not right.
I put down my chopsticks. Who is he?
She was silent for a moment. Wu Di, I was married.
The Ferrari had a provincial license plate. I should have thought of that. The person who
sent the text message was her husband, Wang Chuqin.
Ganlu’s father is a building materials owner in a neighboring province.
She grew up in a golden cage, obedient, excellent academic performance, and was admitted to the philosophy department of the University of London. After graduating from
university, his father arranged for Ganlu to meet Wang Chuqin.
The Wangs are real estate tycoons with a net worth of 10 billion yuan. The Gan family relies on the Wangs’ orders to survive. A naked commercial marriage has begun.
Ganlu did not like Wang Chuqin, but she was always obedient and dared not disobey her father’s orders.
Wang Chuqin is gentle and refined, and has a good family education. At the beginning of the
marriage, the behavior was normal.
But as time goes by, problems arise.
Because his parents divorced when he was young, Wang Chuqin had serious psychological problems.
He has no sense of security, as long as the nectar goes out, he is restless, even manic. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 27 of 34 After returning home, Wang Chuqin lost his temper.
It turned out that he had placed a lot of eyes around Ganlu, and Ganlu’s every move could not escape his eyes.
The next day, the first love deleted her WeChat and never appeared again. After
that incident, he often came home drunk and beat Manna for no reason.
Every time he sobered up, he seemed to be a different person and apologized like crazy.
Manna said, “I can’t stand it any more. I ran home.”.
But my father forced me to go back every day. He only cared about his way of making money and didn’t treat me as a person at all. I
want a divorce, but I can’t even find a lawyer.
Wang Chuqin regarded me as an object, and he could do anything to tie me up.
“She gulped down a glass of wine.” Really, he’s a madman, a rich madman.
I felt a little suffocated and didn’t know how to comfort her?
“She twisted her hands and whispered,” I ran away.
But I have no place to go, night show does not require a real name, it is not easy to check, I hide in the night show.
I’m afraid he’ll find me again and change cities every few months. Does
your roommate know about this?
She is my best friend and keeps a secret for me.
“She said,” But I didn’t expect to meet you, and I became an anchor by mistake.
He found me. Wang Sheng in the first place was him. I saw it at a glance.
Those gifts were his warning. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 28 of 34 “It doesn’t matter, let’s find a way together.”.
I comforted her feebly.
Manna turned pale. “I don’t know what to do, Wu Di.”.
“I stood up and said,” Go to that place last time to enjoy the wind. I took you to the dam. When I
got to the dam, I saw the SUV again.
I’m speechless. Can’t this guy pay for a room? The cockpit of the
Ferrari was too narrow, so I turned off the lights and turned around with difficulty.
I said, Remember what I said last time? In the
dim light, the side of her face was covered by a strand of sideburns. I pushed her hair aside. You are very unhappy. I can see that.
“She forced a smile:” This time let you see a joke.
I stroked her hair, took her in my arms, and whispered, “It’s all right, just cry.”.
She wept, and I held her head tightly.
Her tears accumulated for too long, like a dam bursting.
After a while, she looked up again, and her makeup was all over. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 29 of 34 She raised the corners of her mouth, and the moment was familiar.
I said, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”. She held her
chin high, a woman of thirty, with eyes as clean as a wounded deer. “It’s not worth it for a woman like me,”
she cried.
I wiped away her tears. You saved me once, and now it’s my turn. The
doors and windows are closed, and the air in the car warms up quietly.
I lowered my head, kissed her cold lips, and put my right hand on her waist.
Her hair hung down on my face, tickling.
The hood opened slowly, and the stars dimmed. In
my arms, a world is trembling.
I made up my mind to protect this woman no matter what the cost.
The next day, Manna did not come to the company.
She couldn’t get through, and she didn’t return the WeChat.
I have a bad feeling about this.
I took a taxi to Shanhezhuang, and her roommate said that she left the nightclub early in the morning with her luggage. What happened to the woman?
-Zhihu Page 30 of 34 “I don’t know where she went.”.
“The woman was a little surprised.” Don’t you two have a hot relationship?
She didn’t tell you?
“My voice was harsh.” Do you know why she left?
I scanned the interior of the villa, a row of Monet paintings hanging on the stairs, golden wheat fields.
I can still smell the smell of her existence, the smell of citrus.
I don’t know.
“The woman said,” She’s been with me for just two months. Maybe it’s Wang … The man came up.
Yes, I should have thought of that.
She was afraid of getting me into trouble, so she left without saying goodbye.
I stood up and said, “If you hear from her, please contact me.”.
I know that I may never see her again.
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hands! “Come on, everybody, we must win this one!” What happens to women in nightclubs?
-Zhihu, page 31, 34 in total, all the way through the corridor, each cubicle is sitting with an anchor who shouts hard.
Several employees saw me and quickly put down their coffee cups.
I nodded and let them get on with their work.
Today, Jinlang is the top anchor brokerage company in the industry, far larger than scale before bankruptcy, and the total number of anchor fans has exceeded 100 million.
Arriving at the office, the assistant handed over today’s work schedule.
I glanced back and there was a picture on the wall-the woman standing in front of the Ferrari, her baseball bat aloft.
I can see it in a trance. There is an activity in Changsha in the
afternoon, and I have already booked a ticket for twelve o’clock.
“I took the document and looked up.” And that?
The assistant took out his cell phone and said, Bar Street is on Jiefang West Road. I’ve already booked a booth at some of the most popular venues. Just report the phone number and name. Before I
left the company, I heard whispers in the rest area. Don’t you know?
He’s a big player. Every time he goes to a city, he has to play all the local bars. After finishing my work in
Changsha, I went to a bar called Twelve Beasts. What happens to women
in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 32 of 34 In the dim light, I carefully observed each of them.
I looked away to the booths around me. Three tables
away from me, a dancer dressed in JK was standing with wine, his side face covered by hair, showing his delicate chin.
At that moment, she suddenly looked back and went to the backstage.
I was stunned.
I immediately stood up, pushed the crowd away, and walked towards her.
I followed her all the way backstage. The staff gave me a surprised look. A security guard grabbed my arm.
People come and go. It’s gone.
If you see Manna in a city bar, a tall woman with a pear nest on her face who drinks like a desperate dancer-her favorite perfume smells of citrus.
If she talks to you about Nietzsche and his sun.
Please tell me where she is.
-What happens to women in nightclubs?
-Zhihu Page 33 of 34. Focus on not getting lost ~