At this point, Qian Lihou knew that this busty girl could "do" it. Generally speaking, in places like foot washing cities, karaoke, and massage centers, prostitutes were generally divided into two categories. One was those who would not " do it " even if they were paid, and the other was those who would " do it " whenever they saw money.
So, Qian Lihou and the plump girl agreed on the tip price for "cooking". Tonight, Qian Lihou's mood was fluctuating. First, he saw the red satin cheongsam and became excited. He didn't expect to waste his enthusiasm on her, so he was a little depressed and disappointed. Now, this voluptuous girl's interest was rekindled. She could see that she could enjoy a feast of human flesh. It was really happy.
Qian Lihou hadn't played with the ladies outside for a long time. Tonight, he had to release himself and open the pressure relief valve in his body. Although he had already released himself on the company's public relations lady, Qian Lihou had such a good body and had been a soldier. When he saw this voluptuous lady, of course his appetite was aroused. He felt like there was a herd of wild horses in his body, and he was about to charge out with the wind and rain.
This was indeed a night of ecstasy, a night of forgetting oneself, a night of forcing one to wither and decay. At the same time, it was also a night of misfortune, a night of humiliation, a night of turning one's life around.
Because while they were making a scene, the phone in the private room rang.
The police were here! Hurry up! Clean up quickly! Hurry up!
This was the call from the young man with a lot of mousse on his hair. His voice was so panicked and terrifying.
Before Qian Lihou could get dressed, a group of police officers swarmed in…
Qian Lihou, the plump masseuse, and four other couples were squeezed into a police car. The car stopped after ten minutes.
Come down, come down! The police officer shouted fiercely as he opened the back door of the car.
They jumped out of the car in a sorry state and saw a sign: East City Police Station.
Qian Lihou felt as if he had fallen into an ice hole. His entire body trembled. His mind went blank for a while, then he slowly realized the seriousness of the matter, and then he regretted it. If the driver hadn't lured him, he wouldn't have come to this godforsaken place called the Nightless Club. If he really wanted to have fun, he would not have come here but to look for the company's public relations lady. If…Sigh, sigh, sigh, it was really a mistake of the yin and yang, and one move went wrong, there would be no end to the game!
Qian Lihou wasn't worried about the fine, but that his reputation would be ruined if the news got out. At the thought of this, his head was covered in sweat.
They were interrogated separately. This was the first time Qian Lihou had been a prisoner after his release from prison, and the shock he felt was indescribable. The police officer didn't even let him sit on the stool and asked him to squat on the ground to answer questions. First of all, this humiliating posture was unbearable for him.
Can I sit and talk? He asked tentatively.
Was it comfortable enough just now? The police officer said,"You feel uncomfortable squatting?" Tell me, what's your name and which unit are you from?!
I'm a guest invited by your government to attend the cultural festival. When he said this, his tone suddenly became hard. The subtext was as if he was asking, what are you going to do with me?
A big boss, really? The police officer shouted in surprise and then said repeatedly, Misunderstanding, misunderstanding…
At this moment, there was a commotion outside. Director Li and a few others rushed into the police station.
"What's wrong with you guys? Don't you have any sense of the big picture?" As soon as Director Li entered the room, he shouted at the director.
"Aiya, Mr. Xue, I finally found you!”Seeing Qian Lihou walk out of the detention room, Director Li went forward and grabbed his hand tightly, as if afraid that he would run away again.
What are you guys doing? Qian Lihou was puzzled by their arrival.
"Mr. Xue, please go back. Our director is waiting for you in the hotel room.”
On the white tablecloth, there was a bottle of Songyang beer.
A few exquisite cold plates were served.
Qian Lihou sat by the bed, taking off his tie and texting on his phone.
Hello, I'm in Room 818 of Suoyang Hotel. If it's convenient, please come to my room. The money is thick.
After sending the message, Qian Lihou turned around and looked at the table full of dishes. He was a little surprised. Eh, why are there so many dishes?
The waitress said,"This is specially arranged by the leader." Please!
Qian Lihou was about to ask something when there was a knock on the door.
The director led a few reception officials in.
The director cupped his hands and apologized,"Mr. Xue, I didn't take good care of you today. Please forgive me!"
Qian Lihou looked confused,"Director…what do you mean?" Is there something you need?
The director waved his hand and said,"It's late. There's nothing else." The government leader asked us to ask, what activity does Mr. Xue want to participate in tomorrow?
Qian Lihou asked,"What activities are there?"
Director Li took out a schedule and hurriedly went forward to introduce it. Tomorrow, there would be an investment project conference and a local product exhibition attended by government leaders. The table tennis world champion returned home to perform, the Chinese Super League football match, and the consultation on preferential policies for investment promotion...
Qian Lihou seemed to be a little disgusted,"Aren't you holding a cultural festival?" Were there no cultural activities?
Director Li quickly said,"Yes, yes, there's a Manchu Yangge performance in the morning." In the afternoon, there would be a Suoyang cultural seminar.
Qian Lihou said,"Then let's watch the Yangge and listen to the seminar."
Director Li exchanged a disappointed look with the director and said, Good, good, good. The bus to watch Yangge is bus number six. The bus for the seminar was the No. 10 minibus. 00.
When Qian Lihou heard this, he said disapprovingly, I'd like to walk alone.
It was already very late.
In a small open space in the residential area, people were still practicing the Yangge performance.
The heavy drumbeats and sharp suona sounds seemed especially monotonous at night.
Behind the onlookers was a residential building. The residents on the first floor borrowed the land to open a grocery store. The lights in front of the store were dim, and business was strong.
The owner of the shop, Zhang Hongyang, limped as he handed wine and cigarettes to his customers. He kept shouting, Songyang beer, the new Songyang beer…
The sound of the suona suddenly stopped, and the rehearsal seemed to have ended.
The leader's voice came over,"Remember, everyone, the performance will start at nine o'clock tomorrow. We'll gather here at eight o'clock sharp!"
The crowd dispersed.
Suhong, who was wearing a Yangge costume, walked over. She entered the shop and began to pack up the empty beer boxes.
Looking at the scattered crowd, she said, Hong Yang, everyone is gone. Let's go home and eat!
Zhang Hongyang nodded and said,"Okay." I'm really hungry. Hey, is Hongye back?
Suhong said,"Today is the first day of the cultural festival. There are more guests from other places. Can she come back so early?"
Zhang Hongyang picked up the shop's public phone and said," I'm looking for her.
Suhong looked at Zhang Hongyang and smiled." Don't worry.
Zhang Hongyang said unhappily,"These people are all rich. These bastards will do anything after eating and drinking…"
Suhong felt relieved for her husband,"Hongye is smart, she won't lose out."
Zhang Hongyang finished his call and sighed. Such a young child was forced to be a masseuse. What kind of fucking year was this?
The sound of a bicycle ringing came closer.
When Suhong heard the bell, she looked forward out of habit. Yo, Hongye, you're back! Your father is still looking for you!
Hong Ye saw her father put down the phone and smiled happily. Dad, how much did you get today?
When Zhang Hongyang saw his daughter, he boasted," Hey, Hongye…Dad is rich today. He sold 50 boxes of beer alone.
Hong Ye pursed her lips,"Hmph, it's all because of the cultural festival."
When Zhang Hongyang heard this, he agreed," Yes, this time, the government has done a good deed for the people.
A sumptuous dinner was laid out on Zhang Hongyang's dining table.
Suhong was still cooking. Zhang Hongyang sat down on the wooden chair with a tired face.
He gulped down a glass of beer and shouted," Red leaves, have some more?
Hong Ye replied,"Dad, I've eaten in class."
Suhong brought a plate of hot dishes to the table. Just as she was about to sit down and eat, Hongye shouted from the room next door, Mom, come here!
What was he doing?
Come over here!
Suhong cursed "wretched girl" and walked over helplessly.
Hong Ye had a mysterious expression on her face as she pulled her mother's shoulder in front of her.
Suhong was surprised by her daughter's overly affectionate behavior." Wretched girl, what are you doing?
Hongye asked quietly,"Mom, do you know a person called Qian Lihou?"
Suhong didn't know what to say,'What snow red snow white snow…'
However, as soon as he said that, he immediately became alert. Hongye, who did you say…
Hong Ye emphasized every word,"Xue Lihou."
Suhong was stunned,"Why, why did you mention him?"
He came to Suoyang.
You saw him?
He is my guest. I still have to go to the hotel to accompany him tomorrow.
Suhong was speechless…
Mom, when this person saw me, he asked, Is your mother called Suhong?
Ask me, why are you asking me?
How would I know?
What did you say?
I lied. I said I don't know you.
Hongye, look at him…What does he look like? What are you doing here?
Mom, this person's behavior is very strange. The government officials treated him like a big boss and were very respectful to him. But he kept hiding and kept saying,'I'm a tourist…Judging from my expression, it seems like I'm hiding something.'
Hearing this, Suhong frowned and sat on the bed in a daze.
Hong Ye looked at her mother's expression in confusion and continued," The leader still couldn't figure out his background. From his mannerisms and mannerisms, he looks like a big shot, hmm…a tycoon, a big entrepreneur. Hey, Mom, do you know him? Tell me.
"I don't know him." Her mother told her coldly.
"Since he doesn't know you, why did he ask me about you?”Hong Ye was very dissatisfied with her mother's answer." If you don't tell me, I'll ask Daddy."”
"Hongye, you can't tell your father about this. Absolutely not. Do you know?"
" Mm..." Hong Ye nodded obediently, but the doubt in her heart grew.
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