I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

The second and third floors are VIP areas.

If you want to go from the first floor to the VIP area on the second floor, you must pass through a passage guarded by specially staffed personnel, where the membership information of all members entering will be confirmed.

As the new owner of TW Bar, Wen Wan's identity information had the highest authority in TW Bar when the bar was transferred to her name.

The common passage at the entrance of TW Bar was filled with excited men and women, pretty girls and handsome boys, chattering and making it very lively.

Wen Wan took his cell phone and car keys and walked into the empty VIP channel.

"I see someone passed by over there. It's so crowded here, let's go in from that side." At this time, a woman with very little cloth on her body in the crowd pointed to the VIP channel and said to her companions.

Her companion looked at the direction she was pointing and slapped her hand. "You're dreaming! That's the VIP channel. Annual membership costs over a million."

"One million? That's so exaggerated?" The woman covered her mouth in surprise.

"What do you think? How did it get the title of Kyoto's No. 1 brothel?"

"The owner of this bar is really too cruel."

The new black-hearted boss Wen Wan entered the VIP channel, scanned his palm prints, and was let in by the bar staff.

"Have fun."

The dance floor on the first floor is very large, playing exciting music, with stage lights flashing and the DJ singing rock songs.

Screams rang out one after another, and men and women hugged and jumped.

It's really a scene of so many flowers that it's dazzling.

Go around the two people who are ignoring others and chewing wildly.

Go to the second floor passage.

"Beauty, would you like a drink?" Someone blocked Wen Wan's way.

Wen Wan didn't even look at him and walked to the side. The man followed her and blocked her way, preventing her from leaving.

"What can having a drink do to you? I think highly of you. Come on, sit in my seat." As he said this, he was about to reach out and pull Wen Wan's arm.

Before Wen Wan could make a move, someone grabbed the drunk man from behind and apologized to him, "Sorry, my boss is drunk."

The drunk man cursed and pushed the person behind him, "Get out of here! Luo Mingchuan, what are you doing dragging me along? Are you trying to ruin my plans? You don't think you're still the young master of the Luo family, do you? We used to listen to you and obey your every word, but now you're just a drowned dog."

"Mr. Zhao, you've had too much to drink. I'm just an employee under you now. How dare I call you young master? Mr. Zhao, calm down." Luo Mingchuan's tone was not gentle.

"If you know what's good for you, serve Mr. Liu well, I will consider giving you this project. Do you hear me?" The drunk Mr. Zhao slapped Luo Mingchuan's face hard with an arrogant tone.

The lights flickered, and a ray of light passed by, and Luo Mingchuan's rebellious and patient little eyes did not escape Wen Wan's eyes.

The look in this knife man's eyes.

interesting.

When he turned around, he said to the system: "Scan that person."

"Luo Mingchuan's scan was successful."

Name: Luo Mingchuan

Age: 27

Height: 184cm

Weight: XNUM X kg

Original appearance: 96

Favorability: ** (displayed when bound to a spending object)

The third male god Wen Wan met who scored above 90 points.

She couldn't help but take another look. The lights in the bar were dim, and everyone she saw looked like a handsome guy with an atmosphere.

Luo Mingchuan helped Mr. Zhao back to his seat and watched Wen Wan go up to the second floor.

As he expected.

He noticed it from the moment she entered TW Bar.

Her temperament is incompatible with the people around her.

"Come, Mingchuan, let's toast to Mr. Liu." Mr. Zhao handed a glass of wine to Luo Mingchuan.

Luo Mingchuan saw that Mr. Zhao had done something dirty, but he still took the wine glass.

The Mr. Liu he was talking about was a sleazy man in his 50s, not tall with a big belly. He was slumped on the sofa, a cigarette in his mouth, a wine glass in one hand, and the other hand in the skirt of his female companion, smiling obscenely at Luo Mingchuan.

Luo Mingchuan felt disgusted, but he forced a smile on his face, "Boss Liu, I'll toast you a glass."

"Feed it into my mouth." Mr. Liu did not hide his vulgarity.

"It's not good, Mr. Liu." Luo Mingchuan's expression did not change, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.