Mad Son-in-law

The bartender smiled and said: "Dude, this seems to be a movie line! You just came in, you shouldn't drink too much!"

Wang Jie said with cold eyes: "You speak like this, which makes me unhappy."

Zhang Dabiao's big face was crossed, and he said angrily: "My brother is not happy, I am not happy, I am not happy, then I will suffer, your shop can only be smashed by you, everyone is not happy."

As he said, Zhang Dabiao stretched out his hand, took out a card and handed it over, and said quietly, "Do you know me?"

The bartender took the card and took a look. There was a big king on it, and a small line on the bottom: Exclusive to the Wang Group.

My dear mother, is this the exclusive consumption card of Yancheng Wang Family?

I have only heard of it before, but I have never seen it before. It is said that Yancheng Bank has specially made exclusive cards for these rich families in order to defend several large groups in the country. Each of these cards is a fixed amount of one million yuan in consumption. In the entire Yancheng, there are no fewer than ten families who can receive this kind of treatment.

Wang Jie looked at the bartender's open mouth and said domineeringly, "Is it enough to consume this card tonight?"

"Enough, enough!" The bartender hurriedly changed a smile, he knew that this person's identity was obviously not simple.

He has heard of and even met several young masters of the Wang family, such as Wang Xuan, Wang Yuan, and even Wang Yi. These people have also been to Datang Bar. After all, this is the nightlife place of Yuncheng's wealthy Yunji. Although he hadn't seen him before, 80% of him was also a nephew or grandson of the Wang family...Anyway, if he had this card, he was no ordinary person.

"Since it's enough, what are you waiting for? Let's announce what I just said!" Wang Jie hummed arrogantly.

"Yes Yes!"

The bartender quickly jumped onto the stage area, took the wireless microphone, and said loudly: "Everyone, I announce a good news. We will offer a glass of Fever to all the friends present. In addition, tonight, all the girls, you drink All drinks will be free of charge. All the costs incurred will be borne by this, this handsome prince. Cheers as much as you can!"

As soon as this remark came out, instantly, the bar boiled.

Everyone turned their gazes on Wang Jie's body, the man whistled, the woman flirted with eyebrows, and the bolder girl put the veil, bracelet and other personal objects on her body. Throw it over together.

Wang Jie made a proud and enjoyable expression and waved to the bartender.

The bartender hurried over and said with a chuckle, "If you have any more orders, just say it."

Wang Jie said with a grumpy mouth, Zhang Dabiao first gave a tip, and when the bartender was blooming, Wang Jicai asked arrogantly: "Tell the young master, who is the most awesome boy brother you usually come to."

The bartender smiled and said, "Yeah, I don’t think you come to us often. Everyone knows that our Datang Bar is the best bar in Yancheng. Most of the people who come are either rich or expensive. Well, Yancheng, you can count the young ladies, there are not a few who haven't been to us."

Zhang Dabiao snorted: "It's just a bar, no matter how high-end it is, what else?"

The bartender said triumphantly: "Are you a layman? To tell the truth, what is the favorite of the rich class? Comparing! Today, Master Jiang is here, and Master Hu will definitely be here tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, the superstar Wenmou, then. No matter how old he is, the little star Li is also here. One come and two, everyone knows that we have the most chances of encountering the rich, so anyway, handsome men and beautiful women want to try their luck..."

"Okay, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, Xiaoye, let's talk, who is the most tyrant and domineering of you!" Wang Jie asked impatiently.

The bartender thought for a while and blurted out: "Deng Sanqian, Master Deng."

Wang Jie thought for a while and murmured: "Deng Sanqian? The surname is Deng, is it the Deng family that started selling roast chicken in Yancheng?"

"Shhh, be quiet, you know a lot. However, they are no longer a small workshop selling roast chicken. Now the famous chain restaurant'Shengyan Water Town' is theirs, and it is also countable in the whole country! "The bartender whispered: "When Master Deng comes back, he will consume millions and spend money like earth..."

"Okay, millions of dollars are called spending money like dirt?" Wang Jie said with a snort: "It's him. I beat him as a child. I just happened to run into him today, so I'm unlucky."

The bartender did not understand, and whispered: "Sir, what did you say..."

Wang Jie said: "You don't care what I say, I ask you, which is Deng Sanqian's favorite private room? Is your favorite girl out there?"

"Here, did you see it? The most luxurious sea room on the third floor is the private room named by Master Deng. As for the girl, have you seen the little girls singing on stage? People are selling artists and not selling themselves, but Master Deng is here Come up, go up and accompany the wine."

Wang Jie smiled and said, "Yes, I will choose the Haitianfang on the third floor. In addition, tell the resident singers to go to Haitianfang and have a drink with me."

"Don't, young master, I can't be the master. Master Deng may also come back today. You have occupied the sea and sky room. How can I explain it!" The bartender was a little dumbfounded.

"Did I let you call the shots?" Wang Jie said coldly: "I have money, I will make a reservation for the sea kaaba today. As for Deng Sanqian, he has objections, let him come to me."

The bartender was crying and murmured: "Then you should be careful. The most annoying thing about Master Deng is that others rob him. If you are killed, don't blame us for not reminding you!"

"Why is that so much nonsense?" Wang Jie said sharply: "Any more ink, I will smash your shop now."

"Don't, Xiaoye, can I take you over? But I really don't want to move these girls!" The bartender frowned.

Wang Jie took out a business card, handed it over, and said in a low voice: "Give them this business card, and tell them that they have a drink with me for a night, and another one hundred thousand yuan tip. Also, this card just now, Except for today’s alcohol consumption, how much is left is all yours..."

The bartender was delighted immediately, which is much more generous than Master Deng!

The kid nodded vigorously and said, "Okay, Xiaoye, look okay. In case Master Deng comes, I'll stop it for you."

Hao Meng stood behind and curled his lips, and said to Zan Xichuan and Lin Huang: "Pharaoh is too awkward. Take me to the bar and openly find a girl. Even if he doesn't take me seriously, he is not afraid of the Smurfs being jealous. ?"

Zan Xichuan smiled and said, "Little girl, don't you understand this? Mr. Wang is great wisdom. What do you think he is doing here? He is here to give Wang Bojun a reassurance. There is only one who likes to spend time and drink in his heart. Wang Jie from the city mansion is his favorite Wang Jie. In other words, Wang Bojun hopes that Mr. Wang is talented, courageous, and capable, but he just can’t think carefully. A young man who has just been appointed as the vice president of the group, who doesn’t Happy? Who is not? This is human nature, but if Mr. Wang looks indifferent, this situation is still boring at home, that is what Wang Bojun does not want to see."

"Although I don't understand, but... Mr. Zan seems to have a bit of truth!" Lin Huang said lightly.

Zan Xichuan smiled and said: "Today is destined to be a night of pleasure-seeking, drunkenness, and endless romance. If you don't act, I can act. I have to pick two girls I like!"

As the old liar said, he went straight into the girl group in the bar, and with a wretched smile, he pulled up the two big girls and went to the Haitian private room first!

Wang Jie walked over and said to Lin Huang and Hao Meng: "Let's go, carnival night, not drunk or return!"

Hao Meng dismissed Wang Jie with a dismissive look and said, "Hey, **** demon! I'm a female, why should I go to your sensuality? I can't hug two big girls too, right? Cut, I went to dance!"

Lin Huang waved his hand awkwardly: "Mr. Wang...I'm really not used to this. I'll still go out in the car to wait for you, and call me if I have something to do.

After Lin Huang finished speaking, blushing, he got out among a group of **** bunny girls.

Wang Jie had to take Zhang Dabiao and Zan Xichuan upstairs. After a while, colorful drinks arrived, a group of girls arrived, and even the few resident singers with shameful faces were also here.

"Sir, are you the artist director of Chu Yu?" the lead singer asked timidly.

Wang Jie smiled and said: "Yeah, I have heard your song, it is not bad, it is a bit interesting. Today will not force you to do anything, you only need to sit in this private room for a few hours, and then I can recommend you It’s easy to go to Chuyu to make a record. As for whether it’s popular, it depends on your own strength!"

The little girls were a little surprised. The first time I heard that there was such a request, I really didn't know what he was drawing. When they saw the business card just now, they thought they were going to face a big monster!

"Okay, we promised, thank you!"

Wang Jie is not interested in these little girls, but if you want to make yourself "a blockbuster" and notorious tonight, you have to do a big deal. And these girls are the best weight to provoke Deng Sanqian.

The hustle and bustle began to rise in the private room, the music was turned on to the maximum, almost to the ears of the deaf, the mixed air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol. Zan Xichuan pulled a few girls on the dance floor and squirmed his waist, limbs and hips crazily. Wang Jie was also drunkly laughing and joking with two cold-dressed women. These girls knew that they could enter. The people in this private room are not laymen, so they deliberately teased Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao with light language...

Just as there was a win in the private room, with a snap, someone kicked the sound-proof door open, accompanied by an angry curse: "Which one is not eye-opening, dare to grab Lao Tzu's seat..."