Hong Kong Film: Short mules have no future, I am in charge of Hong Kong

Chapter 119 Causing Disaster
CICI shook her head: "Sister, I don't think they are here to cause trouble.

Although they were not satisfied with the hostesses I brought with me, as long as they entered the door of the private room, each of them would receive a red envelope worth 200 yuan.

Now I have called all the girls in the venue in. I really have no other choice but to come to you for help, sister!
I don’t want to ruin your reputation, sister!”

Thirteenth Sister stopped at the elevator door.

CICI didn't look like she was lying, so she nodded immediately.

“Okay, they are in Hongyun Hall on the third floor, right?
Now take me there and see it!"

At the door of the Hongyuntang private room, stood a group of depressed-looking hostesses.

Seeing Thirteenth Sister coming over, the group of younger sisters who had just been kicked out and were waiting for Mama-san to come back all spoke up to greet her.

Thirteenth Sister immediately waved her hand to signal them to be quiet, then walked straight to the door of the box and pushed it open.

The amplifier in the box was not turned on, and the colorful mood lights were also turned off at this time.

Instead, there is a soft cold light.

Inside the spacious bag, there were only two men in casual shirts sitting on the sofa.

The moment Thirteenth Sister walked into the box, she felt something was wrong.

She was a big sister who made her fortune in the entertainment industry. No matter what kind of man came to Bowl Lane, she could tell what kind of person he was at a glance.

But one thing is that no matter what kind of man comes to the nightclub, his eyes will always, more or less, carry a hint of salty expectation.

After all, when things are serious, who would think of going to a nightclub to have fun?

The two men sitting on the sofa had a gleam in their eyes that made Thirteenth Sister feel a chill.

From the moment she entered the private room, she felt like she was being stared at by two wild beasts.

A sense of crisis suddenly arose in Thirteenth Sister's heart.

"Are you the Thirteenth Sister?"

There was a man with a crew cut and wearing a white shirt. He was fiddling with a thumb-thick gold necklace around his neck. He looked at Thirteenth Sister carefully and asked.

Thirteenth Sister shifted her gaze to the face of the man with a crew cut, and a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Gentlemen, I am not the Thirteenth Sister!
I am the service manager of this nightclub.

My sister is not here now. When she learned that you two were not having a good time in our place, she specially asked me to come over and say hello to you two.

If there is anything that I have not taken good care of, would you please tell me?"

When the man with a crew cut found out that the person coming was not Thirteenth Sister, he immediately turned his head away in frustration.

At the same time, he cursed: "Fuck it! I didn't drink a single sip of wine tonight, and I spent seven or eight thousand just on tips in your place!
I had heard that among the places on Bowl Lane, Thirteenth Sister’s site had the best quality, but when I saw it today, I was really disappointed!
I said, can you let your big sister come over and give us an explanation in person? We don’t lack money, but I’m in a bad mood right now!”

The man with a crew cut grabbed an ashtray on the table and threw it hard on the coffee table.

With a loud bang, the marble coffee table was smashed and sparks flew everywhere. A conspicuous dent appeared on the exquisite marble coffee table.

Thirteenth Sister’s face immediately darkened.

But the crew-haired man who threw the ashtray just said lightly: "How much do you want to pay? I'll put it in my account later!
Besides, I don’t want to waste any more words with you guys. When Thirteenth Sister comes over, she will open the door of my box!
Now, please get out of here right now!"

"Sorry! My sister will be back later. I'll ask her to come find you as soon as possible!"

Thirteenth sister forced a smile at the man with a crew cut and left the box immediately.

CICI, the mama-san who was guarding the door, came over quickly to inquire about the situation.

"Sister, what's going on?

Is my adopted daughter really that bad? She can't even handle a few outsiders. If this gets out, how will my adopted daughter do business in the future? "

Thirteenth sister put her arm around CICI's shoulders and whispered something into her ear.

CICI immediately showed an incredible expression.

"No way, sister? You can find people in Bowlan Street, and there is still someone who doesn't know you?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just do as I say!"

After urging CICI to do the work, Thirteenth Sister went to an empty room next door, turned on the light inside, took out her phone and called Datou.

In less than ten minutes, CICI came in with a adopted daughter who had short hair, a delicate face, and was wearing a women's suit.

At first glance, this woman is indeed somewhat similar to Thirteenth Sister in terms of dress, but her figure is taller than Thirteenth Sister.

After CICI brought the person in, she first asked the woman to say hello to Thirteenth Sister.

Then he tactfully left the private room.

Thirteenth sister looked at CICI's adopted daughter, smiled knowingly, and waved for her to sit next to her.

There has never been a lack of boldness among the hostesses working in the area of ​​​​Pot Lane.

But this kind of boldness is only relative to those men who hang out in nightclubs.

Facing the Thirteenth Sister who had already been famous in Bowl Lane, the aura of this beautiful girl was obviously much weaker.

"Sister, my name is Ke Wen, and I work at Huang Hai.

Sister CICI told me that you have something important for me to do tonight. I wonder how Sister Mei can use me?"

Thirteenth Sister put her hand on Ke Wen's shoulder and couldn't help but smile.

"Ke Wen, I've seen you in Huangcheng. At that time, I praised you to CICI, saying that you are pretty and have a good chance of becoming the top star in the club in the future."

When Ke Wen heard the eldest sister praising her, she just thought that the Thirteenth Sister was intentionally flattering her.

He immediately lowered his head and said thank you to Thirteenth Sister.

Thirteenth Sister nodded, and then said: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Let me ask you, have you ever thought about being like CICI and taking care of your adopted daughter and being a mama-san?"

Ke Wen's face lit up immediately: "Sister Mei, what you said is true, are you willing to support me as a mama-san?!"

"Of course, but before that, you have to do something for me."

"whats the matter?"

"There were two difficult guests next door who were clamoring to see me.

I don't want to deal with them, so I hope you can help me deal with it.

When they ask you, tell them that you are the Thirteenth Sister of Bowl Lane!"

Upon hearing this, Ke Wen quickly shook his head and said, "No, sister, how dare I use your sign so carelessly?!

If other people knew about this, I’m afraid…”

"If I tell you to use it, then use it! From now on, no matter who you meet on Bowling Street, you can always say my Thirteenth Sister's name!"

Thirteenth Sister did not explain to the barmaid named Ke Wen the sense of crisis she instinctively felt when she faced the two men with foreign accents in the next box.

But the promise made by Thirteenth Sister immediately made Ke Wen excited.

She quickly stood up and asked Thirteenth Sister excitedly, "Sister Mei, you mean that I can just go over there and deal with them with your identity, right?
But...um, do you need a drink?"

Thirteenth Sister rolled her eyes at Ke Wen, feeling a little unhappy for a moment: "Do you think that the name of Thirteenth Sister of Bowlland Street is not famous enough, and that you are only worthy of being a lowly person and accompanying others for drinks?!"

"No, sister, I'm not good at talking, you know that's not what I meant!"

"When you get in, just say whatever you want and do whatever you want according to my style!

From now on, you will only regard me as your territory in Bowl Lane, and you will be in charge of everything. You can decide what the two customers want and what they need!"

"it is good!"

Ke Wen nodded solemnly and hurried to the next room.

Thirteenth Sister sat in the private room without saying a word. She lit a slender ladies' cigarette and took a deep puff.

The cigarette butt flickered with her breathing, making Thirteenth Sister's worried face flicker.

Even she herself didn't know why, she felt inexplicably anxious.

Ke Wen subconsciously tightened the buttons of her suit. Before entering the box, she was still thinking about how to deal with the two guests inside as the Thirteenth Sister.

As soon as she entered the box and saw two guests sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her occupational disease almost came back.

As she bowed, her mind reacted quickly.

After forcibly swallowing the three words "Hello, sir", Ke Wen adjusted the tone of his throat appropriately.

While raising his neck, he said to the two in a calm and neutral tone: "I just heard from people in our place that you two seem to have some opinions about some of the services in my nightclub.

In any case, I would like to express my apologies to both gentlemen on a personal basis."

The women in the entertainment industry are all born actors. Just by saying these two sentences, Ke Wen instantly put herself into the role of Thirteenth Sister!

The two guests in front of him didn't say anything, but just kept looking at "Thirteenth Sister" back and forth.

Hostesses have a natural advantage in lying when facing customers.

Seeing that the two were silent, Ke Wen immediately walked a few steps closer, pulled a chair over and sat down opposite their coffee table.

He said, “My Thirteenth Sister has been planting flags on Bolan Street for a long time.

Although the reputation of this place is not the best in Bowl Lane, I believe it is definitely not worthless as you two say!
If you two gentlemen feel that this place is boring, we have other places for you to visit.

I just wonder if you two gentlemen have enough time?"

After Ke Wen finished speaking, the crew-cut man exchanged glances with his companion next to him. Then the crew-cut man's square-faced companion immediately opened a briefcase, took out two hundred-dollar bills from it, held them between his fingertips and shook them, motioning Ke Wen to come over and take them.

But Wen knew that this was a common way for some wealthy customers to give tips.

She almost subconsciously wanted to get up and answer it, but this time she finally came to her senses.

She glanced at the two bills with disdain, and then spoke.

“Sir, we don’t have a hard and fast rule about tipping in our place!
If you are not having fun, please tell me, I can change places or ask more people to come in, anyway, I will try my best to make sure you have fun! "

"Are you really the Thirteenth Sister?"

The crew-haired man finally spoke.

Ke Wen nodded confidently and with a hint of pride: "It's true, I am the Thirteenth Sister of Bowlland Street!"

"That's good!"

The man with a crew cut suddenly showed a strange smile, and the square-faced man next to him quickly stood up and took out a pistol from his briefcase. The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Ke Wen, who was pretending to be Thirteenth Sister.

"what--"

An instinctive scream suddenly came from Hongyun Hall.

The Thirteenth Sister who was sitting next door couldn't help but frown. She knew that her caution had saved herself again.

Ke Wen was now frightened to the point of looking pale.

At this moment, she could no longer pretend to be the big sister of Bolan Street.

Faced with the gun that the man with the crew cut held against her forehead, her legs went limp and she knelt down in front of him.

"Big... Boss, I'm not the Thirteenth Sister, I'm not the Thirteenth Sister!"

Tears as big as beans were already sliding down Ke Wen's cheeks.

The man with a crew cut couldn't help but frown, but Wen's kneeling posture made him have a bad idea for a moment.

"Damn it! You're really not the Thirteenth Sister?!"

The square-faced man following behind Thirteenth Sister immediately stepped forward, slapped Ke Wen in the face, and asked angrily.

"That's right, she is definitely not the Thirteenth Sister!"

bang-

The door of the private room was kicked open.

Big Head, accompanied by a group of gunmen, walked into the box with a sinister look on his face.

Datou glanced at the two men holding Ke Wen hostage with disdain and sneered, "Why don't you put away the little things in your hands first? Sister Mei has explained to me that she only wants to ask you two questions. If you answer them clearly, she will definitely not embarrass you.

Don't you two losers know whose woman is Thirteenth Sister of Bowl Lane?

Do you really think you are impressive with a short dog? Put away your gun! "

As soon as Big Head finished speaking, seven or eight pistols were raised at the same time.

Ke Wen was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

But she still begged for mercy to the two men holding her hostage in a crying voice: "Two big brothers, Sister...Sister's words are trustworthy.

It's no use for you to embarrass me, woo woo...

I have no grudge against you, please be merciful and let me go..."

"Shut up, bitch!"

The man with the crew cut was already extremely confused at this point, but he looked at the seven or eight gunmen in front of him with fierce eyes.

Since the person they were holding hostage was not Thirteenth Sister, they naturally could not pose much threat to these gunmen.

If they insist on a head-on confrontation, I'm afraid they will be beaten to pieces on the spot.

Seeing that the two were still hesitating, Datou immediately became impatient.

"Hey, do you two understand what I'm saying?
I'm giving you a chance, I hope you'll cherish it.

I know you have been entrusted by someone, so don't risk your life for irrelevant people!

Now I will count to three. If you still refuse to put down your guns, don’t blame me…”

"You can put down the gun, but let my brother go first!"

Without waiting for the big-headed man to finish his words, the crew-haired man threw his gun aside and put forward his demands.

The square-faced man behind him became agitated upon hearing the voice.

"Brother Chang! We agreed to be rich together, how could you abandon me..."

"Shut up! Now is not the time to be nagging!"

The crew-haired man stopped the square-faced man from speaking with just a fierce look.

"Ah Feng, if I can't go back, remember to give the money to my mother!"

As if he had left his last words, the man with a crew cut immediately turned to ask the big-headed man.

(End of this chapter)