Shadow Empire

Chapter 81 Congratulations on getting rich
The ambiguous light in the dark bar occasionally shone on people's faces. Several guests sat at the bar and looked at the single table on the second floor that looked like a small terrace.

"Jason got rich recently?"

A customer at the bar asked quietly.

The bar's business is not very good during the day, but there are still some customers. For alcoholics, drinking knows no day or night.

They only care about whether the alcohol enters their blood vessels!

There have been more than one incident of drinking medical alcohol in the Federation, and some people have even injected alcohol directly into their own veins.

Although the government has told people more than once not to do this, there are always some people who, on a whim, do it to themselves.

These people are all alcoholics. They don't actually spend much here. Every time they come, they spend about ten cents for a large glass of beer and then add 0.5 ounces of whiskey.

After ensuring there is enough "quantity", the alcohol content is not too low, which can make them feel slightly tipsy.

In fact, they also want to drink strong liquor, but they can't afford to drink only strong liquor.

The bartender shook his head slightly, "I don't know, but judging from his spending today, he is indeed rich."

Someone who knew Jason took off his gray baseball cap and waved it, "Hey, Jason, look over here, can you buy us a drink?"

Jason felt the emotion brought by the stripper. He looked down at the bar. These people were all his friends.

"Of course...give them each a glass of La Bo, it's my treat!"

The bartender skillfully took out a bottle of Napa whiskey and three glasses and lined them up in a row.

Here, each cup is about two ounces, and it's not that accurate, not a gram more or less.

Bartenders do this a lot and can get a rough idea without having to measure it specifically.

The price of a glass of Napa Scotch whisky is 29 cents, and a bottle of Napa Scotch whisky can sell about eleven glasses.

In fact, according to the amount marked on it, twelve cups can be poured out, but... sometimes more is poured. Drunkards are not all fools. They can tell the difference between less and more.

These cheap drunks are people who love to take advantage of small bargains, or in other words, all the people at the bottom of society are like this. In order to have a free bite of fried chicken, they can line up at five o'clock in the morning and wait for the event, and they won't feel they have gotten a great bargain until they have a free bite of fried chicken at noon.

But in reality, if they spent the morning doing odd jobs, they might get a lot more money than a fried chicken!
But they don't think that way, so they continue to live like this.

Pouring a little more can deepen their stickiness with the bar. The boss and the bartender are not fools.

The mellow aroma of Napa whiskey was released as the liquid came into contact with the air more and more, and the drunkards began to salivate rapidly.

The man in the peaked cap raised his glass high, "Cheers to our generous Master Jason!"

"To Jason!"

Jason also laughed and raised his glass, "Give them another drink!"

After taking a sip of his drink, he set his sights on the stripper in front of him.

The law of Jingang City does not allow the provision of call services, but almost no one abides by this law. A prosperous port city needs this to stimulate its vitality.

The woman in front of him was the one Jason had paid ten dollars to dance for him. Watching her clothes disappear piece by piece and her seductive movements, Jason's blood was boiling.

The five dollars in change had long been thrown on the small stage. The woman did not try to pick it up, but instead worked even harder.

After all, giving someone an excellent blowjob only earns five dollars, but now she can get five dollars just by jumping, so of course she wants more, and naturally she works harder.

Jason unbuttoned his pants, "Come here, get on top."

The female dancer shook her head. Even this movement was full of temptation. "It's not allowed here..."

She didn't say anything definite, just that it wasn't allowed here, but if they went out, it would be fine.

The boss didn't want to cause trouble, so they could leave the bar and go to the second floor opposite where there were rooms.

Jason swallowed, the sound coming out of his throat, "How much money will you pay to go with me?"

"ten bucks."

She would give three dollars to the bar owner, one dollar would go to the bartender, one dollar would go to the security guard, and she would get five dollars.

If there were no bar owner, there would be no such platform. The streetwalkers outside would only charge five dollars, and some would charge one dollar for a blowjob. This is the difference between the store and the roadside.

If there is no bartender, the guests will not know whether she is free or not, and the bartender will not introduce her to new guests. After all, some new guests are not familiar with this place, and most of them will order a glass of wine and then ask the bartender who has the best skills.

If there were no security guards, if a drunkard harassed her or even tried to rape her, no one would come to protect her, so this dollar could not be saved.

In fact, out of the ten dollars she received, perhaps less than five dollars actually belonged to her. After all, in order to increase competitiveness in this line of work, one needs to invest in oneself.

Makeup, or clothes or something.

It seems that she earns the same as those cheap prostitutes on the street, but in fact the difference is several times, even dozens of times.

The business here has a stable customer base. If you can attract three or five customers, the net income will be more than one hundred yuan per month. The most important thing is that it is safe and secure.

Jason took good care of his little brother and drank his wine in one gulp, "I'll wait for you over there." The girl gave him an understanding look, then knelt on the small stage with her butt facing him and picked up the money.

The angle was perfect, a beam of pink light illuminated her butt, and Jason was so shocked that he could even push the floor.

I can’t watch it anymore, these little girls are so talented!
He turned around and went downstairs. The bartender greeted him and said, "Jason, I didn't know you were so fast. Is it always like this?"

The drunkards also laughed one after another. Jason cursed with a smile, "I have something urgent to do and have to leave for a while. You understand."

The bartender was also very happy because he earned an extra dollar today. In this damn world, who wouldn't like to have more money in his pocket?

"So you're here to pay the bill?"

"Yes, how much?"

The bartender picked up the bill and counted it. He and the host had seven drinks in total. Jason also ordered a beef burger...

"Twelve dollars and fifty-three cents. I'll charge you twelve dollars."

The change he exchanged had already been settled at the door, so there was no need to pay again here.

He had been upstairs for less than twenty minutes. The bar's standard charge was ten dollars for fifty minutes, so there was nothing wrong with the bartender giving him this discount, after all, it was only fifty cents.

And it looked like Jason had really made it, and he hoped that this would make him come more often.

Jason took out a handful of money, which looked to be about sixty or seventy dollars. He counted out twenty dollars and put them on the table.

While the bartender was giving the change, he asked, "Have you made any money recently?"

Jason smiled and said nothing, which instead aroused people's curiosity.

One of his friends who usually drinks here asked, "I thought you went somewhere else last month. I haven't seen you since. Did you go to make a fortune during that time?"

"Jason, if you find any good way, please take me with you. I promise that half of my income will be yours."

Jason took back the change the bartender handed him. "I may not have such an opportunity. If making money was so easy, everyone would be a millionaire. But if possible, I will give priority to you."

He said, patting the shoulder of the person next to him, "We are good friends after all."

After they said goodbye to Jason, they looked at his departing back. Their expressions were not as enthusiastic as before, and some even spat on the ground.

"What are you crazy about..."

After walking out of the bar into the scorching sun and feeling the hot, salty sea breeze, he sobered up a little. He was standing there in a daze, not knowing what was going on in his mind, when suddenly a car stopped in front of him.

He took a glance, was stunned for a second, and then ran away!
He saw Hiram, Lawn, and Morris driving.

They knew each other before, and their relationship improved a lot after working together last month.

Hiram looks just like the stupid second son of a farmer, but everyone who knows him knows that he is very active.

After working in the warehouse for half a month, he felt that Hiram might not be doing this job just for the salary.

But no matter what, he knew he was in trouble.

Hiram and Laun, who had just gotten out of the car, also started chasing. Morris started the car and rammed towards Jason.

The old car accelerated too slowly, but this forced Jason to run into the alley.

Although the acceleration is slow, when added up, it is really not slow!
He had just finished drinking and was extremely frightened at this moment. His mind was blank and he just ran around subconsciously.

A few minutes later, he leaned against a high wall in despair, gasping for breath, "Hiram, Laun, let me go this time."

"I'll give you half of the money!"

Hiram walked up to him and punched him hard in the face, "Son of a bitch, do you think this is about money?"

Lawn soon joined the fight, and they beat Jason severely and tied his hands and feet.

Lawn went to find Morris, while Hiram sat and watched him.

"Hiram, for the sake of our previous work together, please let me go. I will immediately disappear from Jingang City and you will never see me again!" Jason begged, "I only spent a dozen dollars..."

Hiram looked at him, "We just said we would keep a low profile for a while, but you turned around and came to spend money. You are planning to kill all of us!"

"Jason, don't tell me you're my friend. Even if you were my brother, I wouldn't let you leave!"

Jason begged, "Let me go, and I'll give you all my money!"

Hiram was unmoved.

A few minutes later, the car stopped at the alley, and Hiram was dragging Jason by his hair.

At first he was yelling, but after being hit in the mouth with a brick a few times, he became completely quiet.

At this time, the woman who came out of the bar came directly into the room. Although she didn't see Jason, she felt that the other party would definitely not break the appointment.

In order to turn this deal into a long-term one, she designed a look for herself, dressing herself up as a small gift to give Jason a surprise!
(End of this chapter)