The top academic boss dresses as the villain Green Tea

Until the hotel door was completely closed, the girl sitting in front of the computer moved her fingers on the keyboard almost to the point of ghosting.

Countless search results are constantly narrowing down the number of people under the optimization of the girl's program.

Zhuang Ran is a 20-year-old resident singer at Fanhua Bar in Beijing.

Shen Xingge scanned through a series of personal information. Currently, this is the only information that meets the requirements of her family's Xiaotuanzi.

Afterwards, Shen Xingge quickly located the location of Fanhua Bar on the computer.

OK, not far.

Shen Xingge stood up and faced the hotel door with his computer screen, and checked the monitoring of the computer camera connected to his mobile phone.

Then he took out a black baseball cap from the suitcase, and then pulled the collar down to the highest point.

Gently opening the door, a figure in black sportswear quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

A few minutes later, the driver of an orange taxi stopped opposite the bustling bar.

"The little girl can't park her car there, so she has to park her car here."

Shen Xingge looked out through the car window and saw that the row of empty parking spaces in front of the bar's main entrance was already crowded with various limited edition sports cars.

There are no cars in the parking space that can be placed neatly.

Even in this parking lot, you can see how wanton the people who spend money here are.

Treat money as dirt.

"Okay, thank you, master. How much does it cost?"

"Forty-nine five."

Shen Xingge took out his wallet and dug around for change.

The driver saw the wallet on Shen Xingsheng's car. The wallet was made of cloth and had a red heart on it. The heart was slightly deformed and looked more like a patch.

The driver thought it was something rich people liked, luxury goods that he couldn't understand, so he said: "The little girl's wallet is quite unique."

Shen Xingge pulled out three [-]-yuan bags and a [-]-yuan bag, and pulled out a few more coins. He said in a very proud tone, "There is only one kind of this bag in the world." Because it was sewn for herself in her family's Xiaotuanzi handicraft class. of.

The driver took the money, looked at the fare, which was only a dime, and sighed mentally.

There is only one bag in the world. How expensive is it? Why is the fare so low?

He doesn’t understand the world of rich people!

The door of the bar is a huge red oil painting. When you open the door, the reverberation of metal collision suddenly rushes over. Walking in, there is a dance floor hall on the first floor.

The men and women inside were swaying wildly, including charming and enchanting mature women, as well as lively, youthful and beautiful girls.

Of course there are all kinds of men, but handsome ones are relatively rare.

Shen Xingge ordered a cocktail: "Is Zhuang Ran the resident singer here?"

"Hey, are you here to see Zhuang Ran too?"

The bartender poured the blue liquid and alcohol into the vessel. The ice cubes collided with the metal vessel, making a ping-pong-pong sound. 30 seconds later, the blue cocktail was poured into the goblet.

"Zhuang Ran starts at 9 o'clock in the evening, there are still 10 minutes left."

"Oh fine."

Shen Xingge drank the wine in one gulp and pursed his lips, feeling that it tasted good.

"Is this your first time at the bar, little girl?" Even though the lobby on the first floor is the most common place to consume, a glass of wine is not cheap. If you drank it all in one breath, it's no wonder that the bartender mistakenly thought that Shen Xingge It's the first time.

Anyway, the person who had to wait hadn't arrived yet, so Shen Xingge continued the conversation: "I really don't go to bars often."

She doesn't like such overly noisy places. Places like bars, especially this kind of upscale bar, would be better called a sex hunting ground.

If she really wanted to drink, she would be more willing to find a rooftop overlooking the city, or drink alone with Yue, or get together with friends.

"Beauty, can I buy you another drink?"

The man sitting next to him raised his eyes. The polished glasses could not suppress the strong interest in his eyes.

"No, the person I'm waiting for is here."

The man on the stage has avant-garde foggy blue hair and is wearing a leather jacket. The metal rivets on the jacket are shining under the stage lights.

The man adjusted his seat, leaned forward, and stopped when his mouth was still 2 centimeters away from the microphone.

Then a deep male voice came from the microphone: "Hello everyone, I am Zhuang Ran."

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The author says:

Happy holidays, little cuties, and have a good rest during the holidays!