Listening to Chen Bin's words, DJ looked strange.

He looked Chen Bin up and down.

This guy didn't seem to be joking.

"Get lost, you know nothing, this is not the place for you."

The songs played here are to make the customers of the entire bar happy.

Play Calabash Brothers?

Who are you playing this kind of children's song for?

Chen Bin said: "Then can I order a song?"

"Don't disturb my work, you also order a song? Only customers can order." DJ said unhappily.

"Why can customers order?" Chen Bin said.

"Bullshit, because customers spend money!"

DJ was ready to call the security guard to drive people away.

Everyone has their own duties in the Xiaochou Bar, and everyone is under great work pressure.

Once one thing is not done well, it will be over.

This guy has seriously affected his work status.

Chen Bin immediately took out 10,000 ghost money from the system and slapped it on the DJ table.

"Are these enough to order songs?"

DJ's eyelids twitched.

This waiter... is quite wild?

I have been working here for so long, and this is the first time I have seen an employee come up to order songs.

Are waiters' salaries so high now?

DJ shook his head and said, "No, no, you are not a customer, what if it affects the customer experience?"

Chen Bin took out another 50,000 ghost money from the system, slapped it on the table, and said:

"Now, can I order songs?"

DJ rubbed his eyes, thinking he had an illusion.

What the hell, took out another 50,000 yuan?

Does this guy have some obsession?

I won't say anymore, I will go and apply to the manager, I will change my career to become a waiter.

DJ hesitated and said, "This... is not in line with the rules..."

Chen Bin took out another 100,000 ghost money without saying a word and slapped it on the DJ table.

"Get out of the way, let me do it."

"Okay, brother, whatever you say is what it is!"

DJ's eyes lit up, and he looked at the hundreds of thousands of ghost money in front of him, and his expression changed faster than turning a page of a book.

He held the money in his arms with both hands, and moved away from Chen Bin.

Chen Bin ordered a song of Calabash Brothers-DJ version.

And set a timer to play it, and it would start playing in three minutes.

Click--

The noisy music stopped instantly.

The bar became quiet, as if entering another world.

The customers twisting their waists in the dance floor all looked up in confusion.

"Why did the music stop?"

"What is the DJ doing? Play the song quickly!"

"What a crappy bar, how can the music stop?"

The audience complained in dissatisfaction.

Chen Bin took advantage of the three minutes of the gap and came to the bar.

Without saying a word, he threw more than one million ghost money directly at it.

The bartenders and waiters at the bar were shocked.

Just as the customers were complaining, someone suddenly discovered and exclaimed:

"Fuck, look over there!"

I saw a group of waiters holding up a shining sign.

On it were a few big golden words - 108 salutes!

"Fuck, 108 salutes? Who is this rich man?"

"108 salutes, it means 108 bottles of Spade Ace, 10,000 yuan per bottle! This is more than 1 million!"

Normally, if a boss ordered Spade Ace

There was a group of waiters, walking around the venue, the leading waiter holding the beautifully packaged Spade Ace, and the waiters behind him advertised which customer ordered the wine.

To put it bluntly, it was to satisfy the rich customers' pretentious psychology.

But now.

These waiters, carrying boxes of Spade Ace

The whole audience was attracted.

"Fuck, this Ace of Spades is drinking from a box."

"What kind of family is this?"

In the eyes of everyone in shock.

The waiters pushed boxes of Ace of Spades in the middle of the bar.

They used 10,000 yuan a bottle, which was so unpalatable and used only for show-off, to pile up a high platform.

Chen Bin stepped on the wine box and walked up step by step to the highest point.

Everyone looked up.

"Why is it a waiter?"

"Waiter? Is there an event in the bar today?"

"Don't fantasize, what event can give Ace of Spades?"

Chen Bin looked at the curious customers and said:

"What is the purpose of your coming to Xiaochou Bar?"

Watching Chen Bin speak, now listening quietly.

After hearing this question, they started to discuss it mockingly again.

It's not that they are really thinking about the purpose of coming to the bar, but what exactly is this waiter going to do.

Chen Bin continued:

"Come to the Xiaochou Bar to relieve your sorrow."

"So, if you want to relieve your sorrow and enjoy happiness, why spend money?"

"So, I'll treat you today, and Spade Ace will drink until he pukes!"

"Real happiness is always free!"

Hearing this, the whole audience got excited.

"Wuhu——"

"Fuck, there are hundreds of people here, they must have spent tens of millions this night, right?"

"Are there so many Aces of Spades in the bar?"

"What kind of rich man is this?"

"How can he be a waiter when he is so rich?"

"Fuck, I know this guy, he is a new waiter. I had a stomachache yesterday and thought it was caused by drinking. I went to him and he cured me immediately."

"How did you cure it?"

"Take money and hit me, and my stomach will stop hurting instantly."

"... Awesome..."

"Oh fuck, my stomach hurts too, someone come and take money and hit me! "

Just as everyone was amazed.

The timed Calabash Brothers-DJ-like music sounded.

Ding~Ding Di Ding Da Da~Ding Di Da Da~La La La~~~

Dynamic music sounded.

Everyone's first feeling when they heard it was strange.

This electronic music...why does it sound familiar and strange?

"This music is so weird."

"Why does it sound not exciting at all."

"Hiss~ Although I said that, my body unconsciously wanted to move. ”

“This song is only in heaven~”

[Why does this music sound so familiar?]

[Calabash Brothers!]

[Fuck, I didn’t recognize it until you said it]

[Damn, I just realized now that this song is so good to dance to]

[Disco Divine Song]

[I just squatted down, didn’t wipe my butt, and stood up unconsciously]

[A little tip, you have to cut off your shit before disco]

[There is no curfew in Chang’an City, and Chinese people don’t dance to foreign disco~~]

At this time, the DJ, who was counting money until his hands cramped, stood on the stage and shouted:

“Dear friends.”

“Mr. Chen will pay for all the consumption today! !”

“Screaming——”

The lights were flashing more vigorously than usual.

The whole audience was boiling.

Everyone screamed.

Shouted loudly.

“Mr. Chen!”

“Mr. Chen! ”

[Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen!]

[Damn, what are you shouting?]

[Sorry, I lost my temper]

[Money power, this is definitely money power!]

[If Mr. Chen relies on his own ability to increase consumption and sales, he can only improve sales, but cannot satisfy the manager]

[Using this method, the emotions of all customers can be excited]

[Again, freeloading can always make people happy, even if it is weird]

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