What to do when you have money

Chapter 10
People always need to vent.

Whether it's drinking, crying, growling, or having sex, there must always be a way to vent.

The depression that had been suppressed in Zhao Hao's heart for so many years, after he cried, all vented out like a flood.

He never denied that he had been a loser all these years.

Whether it is career or relationship, he is like a coward. He has a seemingly strong self-esteem, but in fact it is just an excuse to cover up his cowardly nature.

The author scolds him for everyone, a scumbag.

After scolding, I feel a lot more comfortable.

After Zhao Hao cried, he felt much better.

The past is like the pages of a book, which must be turned sooner or later.

Although, the words inside will not disappear, but some different stories may be written in the pages behind.

Zhao Hao's whole body is sober, and he no longer shakes when he walks, but after he is sober, he will encounter the problem of not paying attention when he is drunk.

For example, why does he smell so bad?
The smell of wine, sweat, and filth all mixed together and exploded in front of his nose like a biological bomb.

"vomit"

Zhao Hao retched, and he covered his nose with his hand, how annoying he is to be able to loathe himself to the point of throwing up.

He walked for a while and saw a bathing center open, so he hurried in.

He usually passes by this bathing center. He only knows that the consumption here is quite high and the second floor is quite mysterious, but he has never been there.

People like him usually hang out in public baths or something, such a splendid and high-end place is not something he can afford.

However, who is he now.

The richest man, the richest man in the world.

"Get a number plate."

"Okay, sir, we have ordinary number plates and VIP number plates here, which one do you choose?"

"What's the difference?"

"The VIP number plate is served by a dedicated person."

"Then come to the VIP number plate."

Zhao Hao got his number plate and put his shoes in the shoe cabinet. Immediately, a special person put away his shoes. He didn't think there was any dirt on them, so he carefully polished his shoes with a small brush.

Tsk tsk, this service is really different for VIPs.

Zhao Hao went into the bathroom, and another waiter came up to open the cabinet for him, picked up his clothes and asked, "Sir, do you need to wash your clothes?"

"Need, must need."

Zhao Hao has long disliked the smell of clothes, but he did not expect this kind of service here, which is not available in public baths.

He took off his clothes, walked into the exclusive small pool, submerged his body in the hot spring water, and felt refreshed all over his body.

"Ah, it's so comfortable."

Just when he was drowsy and about to fall asleep, a sentence came out next to his ear: "Sir, do you need to rub your back?"

Zhao Hao struggled to open his eyes, looked at the speaker, he blinked and asked: "Ah, I need it, can you rub it for me?"

The person who spoke was an uncle who took a bath, and he smiled honestly and said, "Yeah."

Zhao Hao lay down on the scrubbing table with some reluctance, thinking in his heart: "Guest, shouldn't the opposite sex be scrubbed? I didn't expect it to be a greasy uncle. This service is still not good, bad review."

"Sir, you just came back from a trip abroad, you look so healthy in the sun." The uncle who took a bath had nothing to say.

"You're wrong, I just delivered food."

"Hehe, sir is quite humorous."

Zhao Hao rolled his eyes, no one believed him when he told the truth.

He asked, "Why do you say I just came back from a trip?"

"Because of your number plate, this number plate costs 888 yuan a piece, who can afford it for those poor people who deliver food."

Tsk tsk, listen to this, a number plate can separate people into different classes, and a person who takes a bath will actually look down on a delivery person.

Everyone is a cat catching mice together. How dare you, a cat in white underpants, have the courage to look down on a cat in a yellow jacket.

The two chattered nonchalantly for a while, Zhao Hao was refreshed and prepared to take a tour of the mysterious second floor.

He doesn't have any ideas, he just wants to go around, he has never been there, he is very curious.

When he reached the stairs leading to the second floor, he was stopped by the waiter.

"Sir, you can't go up."

Zhao Hao's face darkened, he flashed his number plate and said, "Why can't I go up, I'm a VIP."

"It's true that you are a distinguished guest, but you have to put on some clothes first."

"Oh, oh, sorry."

Only then did Zhao Hao remember that he was still naked, so he hurriedly took the casual clothes from the waiter and put them on.

We haven't been here either, it's quite embarrassing.

Zhao Hao has always been a pure male silver, at least he thinks so.

On the second floor, he looked around.

Hey, they all show their arms and legs.

He was lying on the casual sofa, and a waiter came over immediately and asked, "Sir, what service do you need?"

"First a pot of tea, what kind of service do you have here?"

"Okay, sir, we have all the services here."

"Really have everything?"

"Yes, sir."

"hey-hey."

After Zhao Hao drank the tea and finished smoking, why did he always feel that his body was a little sore.

"Well, waiter, take me to a massage."

"Okay, this way please."

Zhao Hao followed the waiter to a hut with pink lights, inside there was a massage bed and all kinds of drinks, cigarettes and other items.

The furnishings of the room, the thickness of the mattress, the color of the lighting, the young woman.
Wait, girl?
Cough cough, Zhao Hao coughed lightly, sat up straight, and didn't dare to look at the woman.

Just took a sneak peek.

This figure, 80 points.

These stockings, 80 points.

This appearance, ahem, 60 points is not bad.

"Sir, this is our No. 98 technician, do you think you are satisfied?"

"It's okay. How many technicians do you have?"

"There are quite a lot. If you are not satisfied, I will replace you."

"That's ok. Well, number 98 is like this. Is there number 298?"

"Have"

"Then number 298."

In Zhao Hao's mind, the technicians should also be divided into levels. Isn't it said that the later the better things are, the better.

During the waiting time, Zhao Hao lay on the massage bed, the soft mattress made him feel drowsy.

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone talking to him, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and he didn't care what the person who came here looked like.

Women are fine.

For a while, the music in the massage room became soothing, the lights dimmed, and the atmosphere became charming.

The waiter standing outside suddenly heard a painful voice coming from the massage room. The voice was suppressed for a while, and shouted for a while.

"This gentleman has a bit of bad taste."

An hour later, Zhao Hao walked out of the bathing center clutching his waist.

He swore that he would never come to this bathing center again. What a waste, not to mention spending a lot of money and still suffering from the consequences.

Who would have thought that number 298 was a big fat woman?
This stomped him, and he almost lost his breath.

These are not important. The most important problem is that this bathing center is actually legal.

Formally, it's hard to imagine.

When Zhao Hao unintentionally discussed ancient weapons with the waiter, he euphemistically described a kind of weapon similar to Yitian and Juque, but what they have in common is big.

However, as far as his vague and euphemistic description was concerned, the waiter understood it in seconds.

The waiter refused righteously: "Sir, we are a regular service place, and we don't have these illegal things here on the second floor."

While the waiter was speaking, the faint light behind his head suddenly turned on, forming a dazzling halo above his head.

Looking at this dazzling circle of light, Zhao Hao felt as if he felt the baptism of the holy light, which washed his impure heart and drove away the filth in his mind.

He got it.

Amen, I am guilty of defiled such a pure and noble place as the bathing center with my thoughts.

Thank God for rescuing me, a lamb lost in the forest of desire.

The night breeze is cool, and the street lights are dim.

On the road, a man walking with his hands on his waist turned his head and spit at the resplendent place.

"Hey, why don't you pay me to death."

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