Consumer male god

Han Lie was a little curious about the grievances and hatreds of these young men in the Demon City. Pan Zi always talked about the previous generation, and Pan Ge had not really entered the circle yet, so he almost turned a blind eye to the circle of young people.

If you want to know, ask, it is the privilege of the strong.

"Are there many circles among the second generation of you demon city? Why do they look so chaotic?"

"What?!"

Fangyuan shouted back.

He couldn't hear clearly even those closest to him, let alone others.

Han Lie glanced at the still noisy booths in the front row, frowned, and waved for marketing, and Du Xiaoshuai followed him.

"Be quiet later while you serve the wine."

Han Lie approached the other person, stared into his eyes, and gave instructions with an indifferent expression.

"What I mean is, put the music to the lowest level, keep the DJ quiet, shut up the atmosphere team, just line up and bring the drinks."

"Huh?!!! Oh oh..."

The marketing manager was stunned for a moment, then felt that he understood, but was afraid of making a mistake in understanding, so he asked carefully: "Master Han, what do you mean... the wine is served normally, but the voice must be quiet and not noisy, right?" What?"

"Well, let's do it."

Han Lie nodded, then patted Fangyuan: "Let's talk later."

Fangyuan's whole body was numb: "Fierce God... um... that's not the case, is it?"

He doesn't understand.

Overseas parties highlight one thing: the crazier the better, the drier the better, which is why drugs that enhance pleasure are so common.

This is not a foreign country, but there are similarities in the scene.

Now is the time to compete with Mr. Wang, Junket Operator, and the racing gang. Without the sound effects, the DJ, and the atmosphere group, wouldn’t it mean that we are being pushed away by those idiots?

Fangyuan was too proud, so she felt extremely unhappy.

But facing Han Lie, no matter how unhappy he was, he had to work hard to suppress it and put on a smile.

If Han Lie proves to be incapable of influencing Hu Mingtang in the future, he will definitely take revenge and go back.

Han Lie ignored his doubts at all.

He waved his hands calmly, half-smiling but not smiling: "Brother Fang, please be patient and don't be impatient."

Time passed slowly through Fangyuan's entanglement and the others' confusion.

After the excitement at Wang Siming's side ended, the marketing team and waiters left the scene in large numbers and returned to the backstage.

The real DJ has not yet appeared, and the sound engineer has played hot electronic music again.

The place was noisy, and people rushing back and forth were so busy that they took off.

However, a few people have noticed——

"Huh? Where are the atmosphere teams in short skirts and the waiters running around the place?"

Before they could wonder for too long, the restless music suddenly stopped.

It's not like it disappears completely, but it drops to a volume that's like a quiet bar.

Electronic music is still the same electronic music, but it has changed from "filling up" the venue to a docile background sound.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful young lady holding a light sign appeared.

Behind her, there was a super long line of waiters and atmosphere crew.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the backstage exit.

The line was too long.

As usual, each bottle of expensive wine is carried by a single person, and soft drinks such as beer, Red Bull, and Sprite are put in cabinets and pushed out together.

Wang Siming ordered 30 bottles of Ace of Spades before, and a total of 30 ladies from the atmosphere group walked around the venue.

And now...

There are simply not enough girls in the atmosphere team!

The beautiful woman holding a placard at the front had already walked around the venue in a C-shape, but people were still coming out of the backstage exit in a steady stream.

2 million bottles of wine, based on the average price of 20,000, is a full 100 bottles of famous wine that needs to be lifted!

In fact, the average price is not even 20,000, and the Champagne King priced at 5,888 is enough for a dedicated person to carry it alone. In order to spend the 2 million, Du Xiaoshuai did not order the second-level Champagne King at all. The worst It’s all Moet and Ace of Spades.

Well, the price is 8888, which greatly lowers the average price...

As a result, the girls serving the wine faced an extremely rare situation for the first time——

The miniskirt atmosphere group was not enough, so a uniformed waiter took over.

There are not enough waiters, and marketing in suits keeps up.

Marketing is not enough, behind there is a tall and powerful security guard with a baton pushing the wine cabinet...

"Fuck!"

"Did this horse move the wine cellar empty?"

"Hao, it's so fucking bad!"

"Who is it? Are you just waiting to step on Young Master Wang?"

The place exploded instantly, and everyone was stunned.

As the long queue circled the outside of the dance floor and didn't finish, the discussion was completely uncontrollable.

And, they soon discovered that their own sighs could be heard clearly.

"What's going on? Where's the music and DJ?"

No wait, there's no more music.

The belated spectators finally realized something was unusual.

The long line of drinks was blurry and gorgeous under the gorgeous lights, but the usual surging music was so low that it was like background sound. The atmosphere group no longer cheered or screamed, but moved forward with a calm expression. Therefore, a sudden feeling A sense of solemnity quickly swept the entire venue.

As the long dragon stretched, it even gradually formed a feeling of depression.

Silence itself is depressing, and when MYST, who is famous for its electronic music, suddenly stopped playing to make way for the distinguished guests, the shock caused by this was felt by everyone present.

The noise and discussion involuntarily lowered to the same volume as the background music.

Everyone is looking at the center.

There, there was already a circle of uniformed internal security guards.

The security guards spread their legs, raised their chests and raised their heads, faced outwards, and stood still with their hands behind their backs, forming a human fence.

Inside were the atmosphere group and waitresses who bowed collectively, but no one made any noise.

It’s so shocking!

Those who had the conditions to poke their heads around, but those who had no conditions to climb up to look far away. Even the railings on the second floor were crowded with people who came out to check the situation.

As for those beauties who come alone or with their besties to have fun...

The security guards had already formed a circle, looking eagerly towards the center.

In such an atmosphere, Han Lie sat in the center of the central booth with great dignity, raised his chin, and motioned to the marketing team to put down the wine.

He didn't even speak.

Fangyuan and others were so excited that their faces turned red.

Even though they are all so-called young men, they spend a lot of time overseas, but they have never experienced this feeling.

Surrounded by long dragons, accompanied by silence, everyone is watching, and millions of people are worshiping...

How domineering is this?

"Damn it! God of Fire, you have to be able to play!"

"That's it!" Wang Chengyi yelled out, "Isn't this more awesome than 'Congratulations to table No. 8 for mentioning such-and-such'?!"

Du Xiaoshuai stood in the aisle, commanding like a spokesman: "Open the wine, open the wine! Brothers, God of Fire doesn't like playing tricks, so feel free to drink!"

Han Lie smiled softly, hiding his merit and fame.

"I just thought they were too noisy and affected chatting. I didn't expect this effect."

Of course this is nonsense.

When everyone is working hard to make a big splash, when the DJ is hoarse every time, when everyone is numb to the routine...

Quietness is the biggest difference.

The effect in front of him was not only within Han Lie's expectation, but also better than his expectation.

There are too many big guys coming to MYST to play today. They are all consumers who spend a lot of money. Why should they listen to you?

But Han Lie can manage his own cards.

You can make the place noisy, but I can make the place quiet. Feel the difference for yourself.

…

In the front row, Young Master Wang, who was originally in a high mood, turned completely gloomy after hearing some taunts directed at him.

Some people simply failed to control the volume of their discussions because the music dropped too suddenly;

Others simply do it on purpose.

His popularity in the circle is far from being as good as outsiders think.

"What is Wang Siming talking about? You spend three to four hundred thousand to think you are good, but how can you become the richest man by riding a horse?"

"In this magical city, is he just a piece of shit?"

"No matter how rich he is, he still looks like a nouveau riche. Do you think the real young men are spoiling him?"

"Haha, the card has been crushed, I'm glad to hear it!"

…

Young Master Wang was naturally furious.

"Which idiot is causing trouble behind you?! He's targeting me on purpose, right?!"

Although his voice was not loud, he was indeed swearing and swearing.

In an occasion like a nightclub, he doesn't need to be cowardly with anyone. Of course, there are also too many people who don't like him at all. At most, they just curse each other behind their backs. The probability of conflict is really low.

"Master Wang, it's Master Fang Yuan Fang and the others."

The follower leaned over and murmured in a low voice, still showing respect for Fang Yuan - there was nothing wrong with licking Mr. Wang, but following him to lick Fang Yuan was just out of his head.

But in order to quell Young Master Wang's anger, he attached another piece of news he had learned through a friend.

"But today seems to be to arrange for a new person. Mr. Fang and the others usually don't keep such a high profile. It may be the new person's fault."

"Newcomer? You stinky idiot has a little money that you don't know how to spend, right?"

In order to save face, Young Master Wang naturally couldn't look back, as if he also needed to pay homage to others.

After a few words of excitement, he had no other choice, and soon called for exclusive marketing with a dark face.

"What are you doing? The music stops and I drink my shit? When will it resume?!"

"Sorry, sorry!"

Marketing doesn't care whether it's right or wrong. It bows, nods and bends as hard as possible, apologizing first and then explaining.

"Immediately, the director informed us to resume immediately after serving the wine...Hey, look, the DJ is on stage!"

Xiao Wang angrily kicked the table in front of him and dropped two bottles of beer, which were immediately cleaned up.

"Fuck! What a bad luck!"

His dissatisfaction is actually understandable, but no one else would be happy.

On the other side, the prince of Jianda, who was holding the little internet celebrity's hand up and down, was shocked. He didn't expect that he could have fun like this in a nightclub.

Of course he knew about Fangyuan, and he had even wanted to make friends for a long time, but he just couldn't get through.

Therefore, he did not scold him. He just called the salesman out of curiosity and asked with great interest: "If I want to do this again, how much will it cost?"

The marketing manager had already received instructions from his earphones to do his best to appease the guests, so his attitude was respectful and even abject.

"Young Master Qin, this incident is actually quite sudden. We have to give those people some face. Please forgive me...

As for copying it exactly as it is...

Our director has just determined the standard - a single consumption of 2 million is only valid for that time, and can only be done once per hour. Any more will affect the experience of other VIPs..."

"Okay, okay!"

The prince of Jie Ma waved his hands with a headache, feeling that he was asking too presumptuously.

It turned out that the internet celebrity girlfriend was ignorant and said half-coquettishly and half-flattery: "It's only 2 million? Baby, this is nothing to you! You can give me a try next time, because they want to make a video and post it on Moments." ,is it okay?"

"Okay, okay, when I have the chance, I will take you to experience it!"

He was boasting, but he was rolling his eyes in his heart.

2 million? !

Is this about money?

I deserve it!

It's not that the Prince of Duanma can't afford the 2 million, he has a lot of personal wealth at his disposal, and if he can't drink the wine anyway, he can save it, so he can just drink it slowly.

Mainly, he couldn't afford that kind of situation.

As the most popular nightclub in Shanghai, who knows how many real young men are playing in which corner every day?

It's nice to pretend to be big, but if you accidentally offend a real second-generation person, and they come back to mess with you, is that okay?

Therefore, this matter must not be thought too simple. There are too many people who have the ability to consume like this, but not many who are qualified to be so high-profile.

The prince can only envy him. He would not dare to do it if he was asked to do it.

…

In the private room upstairs, Yu Pingan was having a small gathering with a few friends, so he naturally saw this scene.

Yu Ping'an didn't look much like his father, but he inherited more of his mother's beauty.

He is about 178cm tall, with a slender build and handsome appearance. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a decent and fashionable casual suit.

"The guy Fangyuan is accompanying seems very unfamiliar?"

Yu Pingan stood in front of the railing, watching the scene downstairs with interest.

Being in the limelight did not make him have any negative emotions at all. He just felt that that guy had a very strong aura, and his style of doing things was unconventional. He was very arrogant and domineering, like a tiger roaring in the mountains. The Lord who can make things happen.

Among the friends who came with me, there happened to be someone who was studying in Europe and was also a member of the Overseas Chinese Association.

Although they didn't have time to say hello to Fangyuan and others, they just wanted to ask someone. They could just open the internal group and take a look.

"Ping An, that little brother is incredible."

Wang Tiecheng introduced with some excitement: "His name is Han Lie. He is very famous in the private equity circle. He is half of your family. However, he mainly deals in the market. Since his debut, he has never failed in the stocks he has made. He is nicknamed by others. God of Fire.

I have heard my classmates who are engaged in private equity mention him before, and he is described as having "excellent market sensitivity". He is probably not well-known outside the industry for the time being, but the more people in the industry study his operations, the more they admire him. Everyone thinks he will be the next Xu Xiang.

Minghui, do you remember?

That guy is working in Han Lie's company now, is it a coincidence? "

Yu Pingan laughed dumbly.

"What a coincidence? Isn't the Magic City itself so big..."

This sentence alone showed Yu Pingan's amazing courage and ambition.

After a pause, he added: "Let's go down and have a toast later. I'm quite interested in him. Fangyuan doesn't do anything serious, but his ability to make friends has improved."

"Okay, let's go together!"

The matter was settled. There was no need for Han Lie to pay homage to Shan. Shan had already taken the initiative to come to him.

That's the beauty of going off the beaten path.

Those who dare to show off and are able to show off will always be treated differently.

But for Han Lie, this was just drizzle...

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