The years when I was an old man

Carlton is the latest super five-star hotel in Haojiang.

Since its opening, it has become the first choice for accommodation for all kinds of wealthy people.

On the 51st floor of Carlton, there is a late-night lounge overlooking half of the Haojiang River.

Many capable, handsome men and beautiful women like to have a few drinks here in the dead of night.

When I showed up at this lounge, the bar had just opened and there were only a few tables of customers.

I casually glanced around the bar, and a bartender came up and greeted me respectfully.

He took out a thousand-yuan Hong Kong paper and placed it on the bartender's tray.

I didn't even look at him and said directly:

"Call your manager here!"

Then, I casually found a place to sit down.

Soon, a manager in a suit and tie came over.

As soon as he came to me, he said respectfully:

"Sir, what's the matter?"

I didn't look at the manager, lit a cigarette, looked at the dusk over the city, and said slowly:

"I don't want you to have any more guests here tonight. Unless, of course, I specify!"

The manager didn't think twice and said politely and appropriately:

"I'm sorry, sir. If you want to reserve the venue, you need to make a reservation three days in advance..."

I turned to look at him, slowly took out a fifty thousand chip and put it on the corner of the table.

The manager was still professionally polite, but there was an air of indifference underneath.

"I'm sorry, sir. Our booking fee starts at [-] yuan, and drinks are charged separately!"

It seems like he doesn't think highly of my 5 yuan.

I put out half the cigarette butt in the ashtray, looked up at him, and said:

"You misunderstood, this bargaining chip is yours, not the ticket fee!"

what?

The manager's eyes lit up, even though he had seen many high-rollers in this kind of job.

But I'm afraid it's very rare to meet someone who tips him [-] yuan as soon as he makes a move.

After taking a look at the chips, the manager said cautiously:

"Sir, but we have already reserved two tables for tonight, so we can't cancel!"

"There is a table with Miss Mo, right?"

The manager nodded immediately.

"Yes, she and her two sisters booked our place, the seat next to you. There is another table..."

Before he could finish speaking, I piled another [-] chip on top of the previous one.

"Miss Mo, this table will be served normally. You can find a way to cancel the other table..."

The manager had a look of embarrassment on his face, glanced at me, and said:

"They are all regular customers, so it's difficult to deal with them!"

"Okay, then forget it!"

With that said, I raised my hand to take away the chips.

But as soon as he made a move, the manager immediately held down his chips.

He smiled flatteringly at me and said:

"I'll find a way to solve it!"

I sneered and looked out the window.

In a world as rich and luxurious as Haojiang, there is nothing that money cannot do.

I found a private room and sat inside, smoking a cigarette and quietly waiting for what was going to happen tonight.

During the smoke, I also started various plans.

He reached the top of the star list, but Master Six did not show up.

Huang Shigong wanted to join forces with Ma Murong, and sisters Qu Fengmei and Su Mei appeared in Haojiang again.

I guess Huo Yutong must not be far away either.

This city is about to stage a bloody storm of overt and covert fighting.

As for who will have the last laugh, that can only be judged by time.

The night in Haojiang is full of magic, with bright lights and feasting, making people reluctant to sleep.

Soon, the bartender's voice came from outside:

"Miss Mo, what would you like to drink?"

The three women chatted all over and ordered what they wanted to drink.

I stood at the door and looked at their graceful figures through the friction glass.

Soon, the three of them started drinking and mingling.

I sat back again and counted the time quietly.

After a while, the door was pushed open.

I saw a girl dressed like a bartender come in and put a cocktail in front of me.

Then she said:

"She has already drank the glass of wine you asked me to give to Mo Xiaoman. What should we do now?"

I turned around and took a look. Even I couldn't see Xiaoduo after the disguise.

"We can wait for Ma Murong!"

"How do you know Ma Murong will definitely come?"

Xiaoduo asked me curiously.

"I have a solution!"

I mumbled something.

Xiaoduo curled her lips and muttered:

"What method? Isn't it just to let Qi Lan trick him into coming?"

Xiaoduo is very smart. As she spoke, she stood in front of me, stared at me and asked:

"On the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, let me ask you, do you want to fall in love with Qi Lan?"

fall in love?

This vocabulary is too unfamiliar to me.

"Bullshit!"

My words seemed to make Xiaoduo feel good.

She rolled her eyes at me and said:

"That's pretty much it. Okay, I have to go out. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong!"

As soon as Xiaoduo left, I took out my phone.

He casually pulled out Ma Murong's phone number and sent four words:

"not in a good mood!"