Causeway Bay, a street full of bars and de bars, when night falls, people are everywhere looking for relaxation and excitement.

Although the stock and property markets in Xiangjiang have plummeted, the business here has not decreased at all.

Before Lan Kwai Fong emerged, bar entertainment in Hong Kong was very scattered, but most of them were still in the Yau Tsim Mong area.

The urban culture here is relatively strong and it is also a place where middle and lower classes of Xiangjiang live, so naturally there are more entertainments.

If you cross the sea, there will be generally rich people or foreigners on Hong Kong Island, but there will be less lively than here.

Of course, it is impossible for each bar and Di Bar to have the same business.

One of them is the best one, called "su". Before eight o'clock, there was already queueing outside.

Xiangjiang has no concept of every inch of land. It has more than 1,000 square meters in it, and the private rooms occupy a small half, while the rest is open and open space.

The 500 square meters in the middle were crowded with people.

The ground is full of the latest imported steel plates from abroad, constantly vibrating, making people twist more violently with the explosive music and even more exciting.

Both men and women, they turn their heads and shine, spreading their youthful sweat and enthusiasm.

After ordering drinks and finding a seat to sit down, the seven or eight young people who came in began to look into the dance floor to see what prey is worth attacking.

"Hey, why are there no people around that woman...?" After taking a few glances, a young man with yellow hair pointed to the side in surprise.

Everyone followed his hands and saw that it was true. It was obviously not a corner, but the woman who was not tall but wearing a hot T-shirt and shorts had an open space of more than one meter around her.

“Wow!”

Another young man with blonde hair had better eyes, and opened his eyes widened and said, "This... do you think she looks like Rong'er?"

"Which Rong'er? Are you new lover?" the friend smiled beside him.

"My grass, Huang Rong! Guo Jing's Huang Rong! Do you think she looks like her?" The blonde young man couldn't help but complain.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has not been completed for long, and Qiao Huang Rong is already the most popular beauty in Xiangjiang. She is a woman, and countless young people are obsessed with her. When she heard this, everyone stared at the women one by one again.

"Hey, don't say it, it's a bit similar."

"Yes, I don't care, I'll try it right away!"

"I'll go too. What if I can get to bed her and I can go to check in tonight?"

Several people were ready to move and wanted to leave the table.

At this time, the waiter who was putting their drinks down spoke to them, "You guys, you better not go."

"Why?"

The few people who stood up said impatiently.

"Aren't you surprised why Weng Meiling came, but no one dared to run to her to hook her up?" The waiter said in a organized manner with beer.

"It's really her!"

Several people were surprised and asked one of them, "Does everyone like her so much? Can't bear to disturb the stars?"

"Definitely not."

The waiter put the beer on, but did not speak anymore, but looked at them with a smile.

Everyone comes out to play often, so why don’t you know what the waiter means?

When he approached his yellow hair, he reached out and put a hundred-dollar bill into his pocket.

The waiter smiled with satisfaction, "You guys look at the right corner again."

The few people followed what he said and looked at the strange scene again. They saw that the dense round tables were filled with people, but there were five tables that were very strange.

There was only one person in the table in the middle, holding a pen and a drawing board, writing and drawing.

There were two men sitting at the four tables around him, a total of eight people, all of whom were in a straight suit, with a solemn face, and his hands were placed on his knees, without moving at all.

This strange atmosphere made these five tables incompatible with the surrounding environment, and no one dared to sit there.

"Isn't this a lunatic?" the blonde young man muttered.

"If Jun Jun is a lunatic, then there will be no normal people in Xiangjiang." The waiter said with a smile.

"Young Master Jun?" No one of them had reacted yet, "Which hall is from?"

"Yin Jun, Jun!" The waiter looked at him strangely, "Didn't you see the people around you wearing the uniforms of the Kirin Security Team?"

"Grass!"

The blonde young man couldn't help but express his emotions.

Then he was very excited and said with a dance: "I am a fan of Jun Shao! I'm a big fan! I didn't expect that I actually saw a real person today!!"

"I understand!"

Compared to her companion’s at a loss, the young man with yellow hair suddenly realized: “Rong'er was brought by Yin Jun! So no one dared to touch her!”

"You're right." The waiter continued to smile, "She came half an hour ago. Several people recognized her and went to dance around her, trying to touch her, but they were dragged out by Jun Shao's bodyguards... By the way, one of them was knocked out by the butt, which was so neat! Everyone present was stunned!

Brother Yao, who was watching the venue, didn't even dare to let go and help drag people away. Then our boss quickly asked us to remind every new guest at the table, never mess with Miss Weng Meiling, just let her play alone. Otherwise, after the big thing happens later, not only will you be miserable, but our dick probably won't be able to drive it!"

The few people shivered without realizing this.

How hard the butt stock is, how does it feel to be hit on the head?

no.

The key is that this butt is hard, it is Jun Shao’s bodyguard who wears a gun!

Who else dares to fight against him?

What a few, Brother Yao, if he doesn’t kneel down and apologizes to Jun Shao, he can hold on!

Thinking about what consequences would be that they would not tremble if they didn’t have the waiter’s reminder.

...

Weng Meiling also obviously noticed the difference in the atmosphere around her.

Although the surroundings were very lively and I had a lot of fun, the people around me were actually hiding from me.

Please!

Although I don’t like to contact these people, it’s great to be together to dance and dance together!

As a result, there was no one around me one meter.

Even after moving their steps, they moved away. It was so depressing!

Even the dancers who led the atmosphere on the stage had to pause their eyes when they met themselves, and they seemed to be scared.

Without the excitement, it would be meaningless.

Weng Meiling sighed, and simply stopped jumping and turned around and walked outside.

Seeing this little aunt and mother leave, everyone squeezed out a passage wherever they passed. No one dared to contact Weng Meiling, so as not to be beaten by the bodyguards later.

Soon he returned to Yin Jun's table. Weng Meiling picked up the beer he left here, looked up and drank the remaining half bottle.

"Ah... it's so cool!"

Weng Meiling put down the wine bottle and sat comfortably on the chair. She looked at Yin Jun who had no reaction and felt a little depressed.

"Hey, I said, big boss, are you so boring every day, is it interesting?" Weng Meiling reached out and poked Yin Jun, "I asked you to come and relax with me, but you moved the workbench here. Are you worthy of me?"

Yin Jun raised his head, looked at Weng Meiling, and suddenly became dazed, overlapping her with another pretty and charming girl.

In this case, Sophie Marceau also told him some time ago.

"I don't like the excitement very much." The boy put down the drawing board in his hand, which looked like several scenes of storyboards. "Sister Ling, I see you having fun alone. No one dared to eat your tofu again just now."

He gave Yin Jun a blank look, and Weng Meiling seemed to be a little thirsty. He picked up Yin Jun's water cup, took a sip, and then looked at him in a daze.

Yin Jun naturally knew what she was thinking, "We don't have to drink when we come to the bar, just like going to eat, we don't have to eat. We can eat noodles."

"you……"

Weng Meiling couldn't help but give Yin Jun a thumbs up, "Even if you don't become a boss, you can definitely eat when you go to talk shows."

"How is it? Are you feeling much better now?" Yin Jun changed the subject.

"It's okay, but I'm still easy to think too much when I'm idle." Weng Meiling admitted honestly.

This girl is sick.

Not physically, but mentally.

After Qiao Huang Rong became so popular, Weng Meiling was simply at a loss.

Everyone's pursuit is one aspect, she doesn't even know how she should star in TV series or movies in the future.

Because she was not sure that she could surpass Huang Rong's role.

What an actor is most proud of is that he has created a classic character that others cannot forget.

But on the other hand, the most painful thing for an actor is that he can only live in this role in his life.

That's obviously what Weng Meiling is.
To be continued...