System: Become stronger from the heartbeat

No matter how ignorant you are, you know that there is a minimum consumption for card seats.

"You can figure it out for yourself. Order according to the minimum consumption first, and I will order the rest later."

I said this because Zhang Yang came here for the first time and really didn't know what to order.

But in the eyes of bartenders and waiters, it's more like a thief than a thief.

The general rich second generation came here with this attitude.

Thief Jill bluffs!
Although Zhang Yang is not a rich second generation, he earns [-] a day, and as long as he does not die, the money will continue to flow. He does not want the so-called rich second generation, as long as his father dies, he is nothing in Dogecoin.

So Zhang Yang's words are not pretending, but a kind of aura.

Not long after, the red wine, champagne and melon seed compote, a lot of things came over.

The waiter quoted the prices: red wine 3999, champagne 4199, a plate of melon seeds 168, fruit plate 388, plus a service fee of 1250, just enough for a minimum consumption of 10000 yuan.

Although Zhang Yang didn't care about the price, he was surprised to see that a small plate of melon seeds cost 168. He asked with great interest, "What kind of melon seeds are these? 168 per plate?"

The waiter blurted out dumbly: "It's the kind that costs eight yuan a catty outside!"

Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and without saying anything, he generously took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay.

It doesn't matter, Shenhao comes out to play, who cares about money.

Afterwards, the waiters and the bar all retreated, and it was rare to be "quiet" in the booth.

Zhang Yang took the goblet, sipped it, and listened to the explosive music coming from outside, shaking his body full.

As a Shenhao with zero artistic cells, he twisted and twisted with the explosive music, and it was easy to keep up with the music.

No wonder nightclubs drive so many crazy men and women crazy.

However, if you talk about dancing on the dance floor, let alone the question of whether you can let go or not, it’s okay to jump on it, but Zhang Fei embroiders it, it’s hard to die.

If you have money, you become a nightclub prince?

Just kidding, there is still a long way to go.

Either let go, or have a foundation, jumping up and down is like having a seizure.

However, it is not possible to learn, hehe.

Zhang Yang began to carefully observe the dancing posture of the beauties on the dance floor.

Not long after, a group of guests came to the booth next to it, five or six of them, all of them were women, and they were all around 30 years old.

Zhang Yang was busy looking at the dance floor, and didn't pay much attention to them.

In a flash, it was 11 o'clock.

The quiet music on the DJ stage suddenly became agitated, the volume was still not loud, but the rhythm of the heavy bass set the audience on fire instantly.

The men and women in the audience immediately writhed crazily, let go of their bodies, and swayed freely.

Zhang Yang used to sneer at this kind of electronic sound in nightclubs, always thinking that Zhou Jielun's songs are authentic music, but today, the first time he came across it, he thought it was not bad.

Specifically, why it's not bad, Zhang Yang can't say, anyway, it's just a bit pleasant to hear.

Unable to help himself, Zhang Yang got up and entered the dance floor, wriggling along with the crowd.

Although the twist was ugly, like a maggot, Zhang Yang quickly found the rhythm of the music.

As long as you find the rhythm, no matter how ugly the twist is, you will be very happy.

After more than a month of rapid changes, Zhang Yang has already passed the state of caring about other people's opinions.

I'm not here to live for you, why do I want you to look pleasing to the eye?
I just need to be comfortable!
So when others cast disgusting glances, Zhang Yang didn't care at all, and instead became more and more happy.

After jumping until 11:30, Zhang Yang reluctantly returned to the booth after sweating a little.

As a result, as soon as he took a sip of wine, a beautiful woman in the booth next to him came over with a glass.

"Little handsome boy, where are you alone?"

Zhang Yang was a little surprised, but he replied generously: "Yes!"

After speaking, he raised the goblet in his hand; "Miss Sister is really kind, seeing me alone and alone, she came here to comfort me, right?"
The little sister immediately laughed and trembled, thinking that Zhang Yang was very interesting, she toasted, and then directly sent out an invitation: "Little brother, since you are bored, why don't you come to our table to play?"

Um, so direct?
A little flattered!
However, I love it!
Zhang Yang couldn't help sizing up the opponent.

He is not tall, with black stockings, a short skirt, and the clothes on the upper body can't tell what brand it is, but it can be seen at a glance that it is expensive.

The face is average, about 70 points, but the smile is very bold and very friendly, so Zhang Yang didn't directly refuse.

"Okay, thank you, then I'll go over and offer a toast to the beauties."

After speaking, he picked up the wine bottle on the table, turned around and walked to the other party's table in three steps.

There's nothing to be stage fright about, as usual, he raised his glass and started toasting.

"All beauties, getting to know each other is a kind of fate. I wish you all the best tonight and become more and more beautiful."

Zhang Yang's words were very sweet, and immediately aroused the other party's praise: "Little brother can really talk."

But when Zhang Yang gulped it down, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that a pair of eyes looked at him from top to bottom several times.

Um?It must be an illusion!

After drinking a glass of wine, it can be regarded as a preliminary acquaintance.

The beauties who had just gone to meet Zhang Yang for a drink also introduced them and got to know their names.

The two on the left, one is Xiaoli and the other is Xiaobai. They are very heavily made up and cannot see their real appearance, but they are estimated to be more than 60 points, and they can't do it without makeup.

The two on the right, one named Sister Xin and the other named Sister Rong, have relatively light make-up, and their looks can be seen at a glance. Well, it's a bit difficult to describe, but they have a good figure.

The one in the middle should be the oldest, Sister Fang, at least in her early thirties, relatively fat, but good-looking, at least 75 points.

In short, these five are not very good-looking, even the most outstanding sister Fang is not good-looking.

However, although Zhang Yang couldn't tell what brand they were wearing, an idiot could tell that the clothes and shining jewelry were expensive.

Especially Sister Fang, when she was drinking, Zhang Yang raised her wrist and saw the Patek Philippe watch on her hand.

As someone who owns a Patek Philippe watch, nature follows its luxury.

After all, they are all rich!

However, Zhang Yang was not interested at all.

What about money?
Can I still be rich?