Married to the Demon King

Yu Jiu stood on the rooftop with a cigarette in his mouth, and the night wind made his forehead hair flutter.

In front of the tall anti-fall net, he sighed, turned on his phone and asked Baidu for help: [How can I get money quickly? ]

The wisdom of netizens is infinite. Yu Jiu turned a few pages and concluded: [-]. Crime, [-]. Winning the lottery, [-]. Prostitution, [-]. Reincarnation.

He hesitated, turned and went downstairs.

When he found a lottery betting shop, the owner had already left work, so Yu Jiu bought a 20 yuan welfare lottery ticket, a double-color ball.

He hesitated when he reported his number, but the shopkeeper asked him with a strong accent, "Young man, why don't you come back tomorrow after making up your mind?"

Yu Jiu shook his head hastily, and the little tugging on the back of his head followed suit: "Then 01 to 09 in the end."

Putting the 20 yuan lottery ticket in his pocket, Yu Jiu found out that the draw date was three days later.

And tomorrow is the deadline...

Yu Jiu was stunned for a long time, then turned around and made a phone call. An hour later, he appeared in a famous high-end entertainment club in Qiucheng.

Yu Jiu felt that he was out of place in a bar full of luxury and luxury, and a nobleman with rich clothes and shadows.

A supervisor in a suit asked him, "Are you introduced by Zhang Long?"

Yu Jiu nodded awkwardly.

The other party laughed a little: "It's quite pure, do you have any specialties?"

"Playing... playing the piano, does that count?"

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then laughed all over his face: "Forget it, of course! How is the playing? Or go to the stage and play one and I'll listen to it-oh, you'd better really know how to play, if it's too late It's ugly to be rejected by the nobles, but we want you to lose money."

Yu Jiu did not show the panic or timidity imagined by the supervisor, but nodded with a serious face: "I can play."

The supervisor received word that he was asked to sell the kid for a good price tonight, and showing him was the first step.

The child was so beautiful that he was surprised, and there were many people who were interested in him.

Yu Jiu was taken to the rest room by a man dressed strangely and changed his clothes. The white shirt and black trousers were taken apart, and the small hair tied up with a red rubber band was also dismantled. Hair accessories are pinned up.

Yu Jiu glanced awkwardly at the mirror, and the man who helped him with his hair said with a smile, "In our duckling class, you are the prettiest cub tonight!"

Yu Jiu has not yet entered the consciousness of the duckling class, and his heart beats a little faster in a foolish way.

No matter what happens, he'll get the money by today's day, and then he'll be able to play.

The bar was dimly lit, but a small stage was shaded by a ray of light overhead.

The female singer who sang hoarse love songs before gave Yu Jiu a hostile look, and came down holding the guitar.

Yu Jiu sat in front of the piano.

"Young Master Cao, why aren't you talking tonight? You don't like our girls?"

In a booth not far from the stage, several men were clinking glasses with a girl in their arms. The foreign wine on the table reflected the amber light.

The person called Mr. Cao yawned, and pinched the girl's butt in his arms casually: "I don't think so, it's true that it's boring." come out.

Mr. Cao was even more disappointed when he saw it, pushed the person away, and poured himself a glass of wine: "Sa Jinxuan is really getting worse and worse, this girl can't let go, if it's not for safety, I would I don't love it..."

The buddy who cheered him up laughed and said, "Yes, let's change the place next time, another one."

Mr. Cao curled his lips: "Okay, who doesn't know you...don't you just want to ask my dad about that piece of land?"

The other four or five men on the table pricked up their ears when they heard this, and the table was silent for a moment.

Before Mr. Cao could speak, suddenly, a smooth piano sound flooded the audience.

Mr. Cao was taken aback.

He forgot the second half of his sentence, and squinted his eyes to look at the stage—the female singer who was holding the guitar before was gone, and the little brother in a white shirt had a small knot on the back of his head. Also strangely cute.

He was sitting in front of the piano, playing a piece of mysterious and bouncing classical music. Mr. Cao knew he had heard it, but he couldn't name it.

Good to hear.

There are many people who can play the piano, but it is not easy to grasp the ears all at once. Mr. Cao suddenly became a little interested in the people on the stage.

There were quite a few people who had the same idea as him. He glanced around, casually agreed to others to stay for a while, and stood up preemptively.

Brother Piano is wearing the uniform of Sajinxuan, so he is the default target here.

He patiently stood by the side of the stage and waited for Yu Jiu to finish playing. Unexpectedly, the unremarkable piano piece became more and more exciting. Yu Jiu devoted himself to it, and when it reached the climax, it attracted the attention of most of the bar.

At the end of the song, Yu Jiu paused for three seconds, his palms sweating.

Seeing that no one had any new instructions, he hesitated for a moment and rang again.But before he could continue playing, a man in a waiter uniform came up on stage and whispered something in his ear.

Yu Jiu withdrew his hand, nodded, stood up, and followed him off the stage.

Some people looked back calmly.

Mr. Cao looked at the little guy with low eyebrows and obedient eyes, and laughed twice in a good mood. The protruding front teeth looked like rabbits, and Yu Jiu wanted to laugh when he saw it.

Thinking about the inappropriateness, I still held back.

After taking off the halo on the stage, Yu Jiu was very jerky at the moment, he had goosebumps all over his body when Mr. Cao squeezed his hand to pour a glass of wine.

It's so rare that a white crane spread its wings and threw someone over the shoulder.

After drinking a few glasses of wine amidst the messy discourse, Yu Jiu was already a little dizzy.

Mr. Cao suppressed his hand that was about to move, and teasingly leaned into his ear and asked, "Is this the first time?"

Yu Jiu squinted his eyes and nodded dejectedly.

Mr. Cao was even happier: "You followed me tonight. If you did a good job, I might consider taking you in... In the future, you will eat hot food and drink hot food, and you will lie down at home and count your money. How good is it?"

Yu Jiu had no interest in counting money while lying down, and asked dryly, "How much can you give me tomorrow?"

Mr. Cao was startled by this incomprehensible questioning: "Just tonight? How much do you want?"

"...50."

Mr. Cao twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled angrily: "It's terrible, Sajinxuan is in trouble now, you're selling 50 yuan a night? Are you selling a body or a kidney?"

Yu Jiu: ".... You can't sell so many kidneys."

Mr. Cao was disappointed, and the friends around him quickly came up to smooth things over: "Hey little thing, our Mr. Cao thinks highly of you, so he ordered you! You take good care of him, and in the future, it will be more than 50, 500 million, 5000 million is nothing Let's go..."

Yu Jiu pursed his lips, the forced smile on his face disappeared, and he turned pale: "It will cost 50 tomorrow."

Mr. Cao violently kicked Yu Jiu's stool leg.

With a bang, Yu Jiu fell to the ground, knocking his forehead to the corner of the table.His eyes went dark, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

The movement here attracted the attention of some people nearby, but no one stepped forward to take a look.

Mr. Cao waited for Yu Jiu to stand up with his head covered, and then he leaned on the sofa and said slowly: "If you want to spend 50 yuan a night, you can't find it if you have to look for it."

He kept his secrets: "Master, I have been hanging around here for many years. The bar is open to welcome customers. Anyone who has money can come in. But those who can make money are not idiots, and those who spend their parents' money know what they want. Selling 50 yuan overnight is basically impossible here. Unless—"

Yu Jiu opened his eyes wide and looked at him.

"Unless you go to hook up with Mr. Lin." Mr. Cao's voice was a little softer, with a half-smile.

Yu Jiu was puzzled: "Mr. Lin?"

"Hey, what are you talking about!" The fanboys quickly interjected: "Who is Mr. Lin?! How can you fall in love with such a small thing?... Besides, they don't come here often, so how can you just hook up..."

Halfway through the man's words, his eyes straightened.

The Mr. Lin they were talking about was walking through the path in the middle of the hall with his friends to the booth inside.

"..." Holding back for a while, he said with difficulty: "...coincidence, coincidence."

Looking over there Yujiubaba, he only saw a tall figure in a suit from the back.

Mr. Cao sneered and snapped his fingers: "Very excited?"

Yu Jiu pursed his lips and nodded.

"Go up and play another one. It sounds good. I'll teach you how to hook up with Mr. Lin, my lord."

The light in the bar was dim, and Yu Jiu drank so much that his body and face became hot.

He stepped back onto the stage step by step, thought for a while, and played a rather virtuoso "Bell".

If the previous "Improv Fantasia" only attracted some people's attention, this clock can be called a shock to the audience.

After Yu Jiu finished playing, he was about to get up when someone pinned his back.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to speak. He only heard the voice of Mr. Cao with the buck teeth: "How many years have you practiced the piano?"

Yu Jiu felt that the pressure on him was loosened a little, and he straightened his back slightly.

"Fifty-eight years."

"So you dare to raise your own value?"

Yu Jiu opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but couldn't explain it, so he kept silent.

The person behind him sneered, holding a wine glass in his hand, and when he turned to the side to say something, his hand shook.

The golden liquor dripped down.

Yu Jiu blocked it with his sleeve reflexively, and blocked Mr. Cao's cup with his other hand!

Mr. Cao was slapped, and he was furious for a moment: "This piano is not yours, so precious?! I just poured this glass of wine on it—"

In the middle of his sentence, he coordinated his movements with his hands, and in a blink of an eye, Yu Jiu jumped up and blocked the piano with his whole body.

A key was pressed, and there was a dull echo.

His own back was soaked with wine, and he was in a panic.

Before the other guests in the bar complained collectively, the supervisor wiped the sweat from his forehead and transferred the conflict on the stage to the off stage.After a few steps, Mr. Cao calmed down a lot, and said with a dull face: "Forget it, if you are like this, I won't play if you stick to me."

Yu Jiu's clothes were dripping with wine, and Xiao Yao also drooped, with his head bowed, looking very pitiful.

Mr. Cao took a deep breath: "Don't you want to hook up with Lin Cong'an? As long as you are willing to risk your life, maybe Mr. Lin is really willing to pay the 50." His buck teeth bared, under the dim light Even more ferocious: "Lin Cong'an...has a quirk."

When the supervisor heard this, he hurriedly left, leaving only a few other people at their table listening to Cao Diguang talking about the name of the indescribable person with a look of horror on their faces.

Yu Jiu swallowed, and Mr. Cao continued: "Mr. Lin likes to abuse people. Seeing blood is a trivial matter. I don't know how to play tricks by locking people in a room... I only know that once, his friend made him a Little boy, he played with him to the hospital and stayed in the hospital for more than half a month."

After listening to it, I added some evidence: "Mr. Lin is very fierce. Since he took over the Lin family, the stock price has gone up... It's just that the secretary keeps changing, and many people can't stand him... He has a very bad temper. "

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From what you said to me, Yu Jiu quickly heard the conclusion: There is Mr. Lin, a terrifying devil king, who is rich.

Yu Jiu pursed his lips, his long eyelashes couldn't tell whether it was tears or wine.He toasted Mr. Cao and the people at the table: "Thank you. I...I'm going to find Mr. Lin."

Mr. Cao's pent-up fire had almost dissipated, but now he had a sincere desire to watch the excitement, and grinned and persuaded: "The 50 yuan is not easy to earn, maybe you will die?"

Yu Jiu strengthened his courage, and with a pale face, he walked step by step in the direction that Lin Cong'an had gone before.

When approaching the target table, a waiter noticed his strange position and rushed over: "Hey, who is that, Mr. Cao—"

Yu Jiu kept walking and waved his hands. The waiter took a step behind and didn't catch him. He watched helplessly as he walked towards the most dangerous booth where he claimed that "unknown people should never be allowed to approach"——