lcionline Chapter 14 A Proper Foot Wash
Chapter 14 A Proper Foot Wash
A small restaurant.
When Huang Yiliang arrived, Huang Bo and Ning Hao had already arrived. Next to the two of them stood a short man who looked furtive and suspicious, clearly not a respectable person.
"Sorry, I went to the Industry and Commerce Bureau this afternoon to take care of some things, so I'm late," Huang Yiliang said casually.
"It's alright, we just arrived too." Huang Bo immediately chimed in, offering Huang Yiliang a way out.
There's nothing we can do; they're investors, after all. Didn't you see Ning Hao and Yue Xiaojun both smiling obsequiously?
"Then go in! What are you doing standing at the door? I'm not some fucking beauty."
Huang Yiliang's words delighted Ning Hao and Yue Xiaojun; it seemed this investor was a man of character.
Huang Yiliang brought his trump card with him.
The business license was obtained in the afternoon by a business registration agency that Wangzha Run Errands found.
"Let's get a private room! It's too noisy outside, so I have to treat tonight! If you want to be my friend, don't try to take it from me. We can talk business after dinner and then at the second round."
Huang Yiliang saw that Ning Hao had booked a table in the lobby and waved his hand with an unpleasant expression.
Ning Hao was overjoyed.
This couldn't be better. Regardless of whether the deal goes through or not, at least he can get a free meal. He's so poor right now that he can only cook for his wife when he gets home every day.
If I had known someone was treating, I should have brought my wife along today.
"Um, Brother Liang, I can't accept this. After all, we're the ones who invited you," Ning Hao said insincerely.
He heard Huang Bo say that although the guy in front of him was young, he really liked being called Brother Liang. He was even more shameless than Huang Bo and called him that from the bottom of his heart.
"You're not giving me face?" Huang Yiliang glanced at Ning Hao.
"Here you go, I must. Thank you for spending so much, Brother Liang," Ning Hao said hurriedly.
Huang Bo and Yue Xiaojun also shouted together, "Thank you, Brother Liang!"
Damn, these three are all shameless, no wonder they can hang out together.
The group entered the private room.
Huang Yiliang picked up the menu and started randomly ordering more than a dozen dishes before finally handing it to Ning Hao.
"Would you like to add any other dishes?"
Ning Hao quickly waved his hand: "No need, no need, that's enough, that's enough, we can't finish it all."
He thought to himself, judging from the rich kid's lavish way of ordering food, he had to make sure he didn't rip him off too much when they talked about investment later.
Huang Bo and Yue Xiaojun quickly finished talking.
"Then bring two more bottles of Maotai."
"I can't drink and drive today, but my buddy here can keep everyone entertained."
"By the way, this is the trump card, it's for helping me with things," Huang Yiliang introduced.
Wang Zha opened the bottle without hesitation. He had only heard of Maozi before, but had never had the chance to drink it himself. This stuff costs more than 300 yuan a bottle.
"Hi everyone, my name is Wang Zha. I run errands for Brother Liang. Please take care of me. I'll drink now."
After finishing the "Wang Zha" (a type of Chinese liquor), I smacked my lips and realized it definitely tasted better than Erguotou (another type of Chinese liquor).
"Brother Wang, bottoms up!" Ning Hao and the others quickly raised their glasses as well.
When Huang Yiliang said he wanted to eat, he really meant it and didn't talk about investments at all.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Ning Hao patted his stuffed stomach and gave Huang Yiliang a resentful look.
This guy can really eat. He was even thinking of packing some leftovers to take back to his wife.
"Let's go, second round, foot massage, no problem, you're not henpecked, are you?"
After Huang Yiliang asked Wang Zha to pay the bill, he turned to look at Ning Hao and the other two.
Ning Hao, Huang Bo, and Yue Xiaojun all shook their heads in unison.
There must be no problem. If there is, then no problem. At worst, I'll kneel on a washboard when I get home.
When men come out to have fun, they can't back down. It would be best to arrange a 298 yuan massage while getting a foot massage.
Huang Yiliang went to the bathhouse that Huang Haidong frequented.
Although Huang Haidong is just a junior manager in charge of post-production editing and dubbing at their station, he has a high alcohol tolerance and is very good at talking.
The producers at their station had special connections who were willing to take him along, so Huang Haidong used a lot of the station's funds to build his own network.
Huang Yiliang is currently using Huang Haidong's consumer card.
"Five of you, find a quiet room, and bring over a group of skilled girls."
No sooner had Huang Yiliang finished speaking than Ning Hao immediately added, "It has to be good-looking."
Huang Yiliang: "..."
Huang Bo, Ma Jun, and even Wang Zha all nodded in unison: "Yes, it has to be good-looking."
Okay! I'm not pretending anymore. No respectable person would actually go to a bathhouse just to wash their feet!
"I want to be pretty too," Huang Yiliang said matter-of-factly.
The manager seemed quite used to this situation and calmly replied, "Arrange it!"
It truly lives up to its reputation as Huang Haidong's carefully selected bathhouse.
The ten girls the manager brought were all incredibly beautiful, and the guys lying on the massage beds were spoiled for choice.
This was not the time for polite refusing; the five of them decisively chose the one that caught their eye the most.
"Brother Liang, thank you so much, this hospitality is truly excellent," Ning Hao said sincerely.
"Screw you! Let's get down to business. Did you bring the script? I need to see it first," Huang Yiliang said irritably.
Ning Hao's eyes widened.
I'm truly bowing down to you.
At times like this, you're looking at scripts, and damn it, it costs three hundred dollars a minute.
You deserve to be a second-generation rich kid; you should be a self-made millionaire.
Ning Hao cursed inwardly, but dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face. He readily took out a bundle of scripts from his briefcase.
Huang Yiliang took the script, and the masseuse next to him thoughtfully turned on a small wall lamp.
Ning Hao and his group were completely unaffected by Huang Yiliang, especially Huang Bo.
This guy is really unpredictable; he was holding the young girl's hand with a lewd grin, asking her affectionately where she was from, how old she was, and whether she could eat cold food.
Ning Hao and Yue Xiaojun weren't much better off; they were both using all sorts of tricks to try and find out if the girl could go to the hotel to see the goldfish.
On the contrary, Wang Zha was more honest, even somewhat uneasy. As a young man from a rural area in Yunnan, he had never experienced such a scene before.
He was worried about scaring the young girl, and the pressure she was applying to his feet was making it difficult for him, but he didn't dare to say anything and just endured it.
The girl must have massaged countless feet; just by looking at Wang Zha's performance, you can tell he's a virgin.
"Where is the boss from?" the young girl asked proactively.
"From Yunnan," Wang Zha replied, feigning composure.
"What kind of business does the boss run?" the young girl asked proactively.
Okay! Compared to Ning Hao, Huang Bo, and Yue Xiaojun, who are all ugly and unattractive, Wang Zha is definitely more handsome, and more importantly, he is still very young.
Those three guys were obviously sleazy scumbags.
Huang Yiliang opened the script.
"diamond"
"Zhou Mengdie, come out quickly! There seems to be a mistake. This isn't the script for 'Crazy Stone' at all."
"That's right, the script for 'Crazy Stone' isn't finalized yet. Its initial title seems to be 'Diamond.' Take a look at the contents," Zhou Mengdie replied.