They all have a special liking for me

Jiang Ao was dressed casually and casually. He didn't want to wear the clothes that Meng Yun or Leng Qing bought for him. If he went to a place like this, he didn't know what kind of smell would come off his body.

He walked to the third floor, where there was only one large room, an oversized wooden door, a gold-plated door handle, and a retro European staircase.

This is completely imitating others and only superficial knowledge is available.

A mixture of Chinese and European designs.

Jiang Ao felt very ashamed in his heart.

But when he opened the door, a strong, decadent, and glacial wind of fame and fortune began to blow in.

It was a fairly large KTV, playing current songs.

Tang Shuying was sitting on the side. Except for her, all the other rich women were surrounded by male models.

They are not necessarily around. Some are kneeling on the ground, some are acting as lickers, real lickers, some are wearing tails, and some are kneeling respectfully holding wine glasses.

Rich women are not necessarily good-looking.

To be exact, most of them don’t look good.

Not counting Tang Shuying, there are seven other rich women, two of whom had plastic surgery, and their stiff apple cheeks can be seen at a glance.

A woman who weighs about 200 pounds, has red lips, and has so-called glowing skin like lard. She even has double eyelids, and her belly is full of fat. She steps on a male model, and the man happily praises her beauty.

There was also one with short hair. Although she wore thick makeup, she was still ugly. She had big and thick legs, but she insisted on wearing a top-notch luxurious skirt, which made her look out of place and simply unbearable to look at.

There was another one who was quite pretty but already middle-aged. She had a male model who drank the wine she poured on the ground respectfully.

And I still shout that it tastes good.

Tang Shuying is the most beautiful. She is wearing a black long skirt and see-through stockings today. Her high heels are naturally custom-made in bright red color. The heels and toes are pure gold, which is very luxurious and noble.

She crossed her long legs and watched with interest as the rich ladies scolded the male models.

They are of course the winners.

In this era, we can call the shots.

There was a deep disgust in Jiang Ao's eyes.

These male models are all very handsome, and most of them are over 180cm tall, but none of them has dignity. When he opened the door, everyone looked at him.

There was covetousness, hunting, greed, resentment, and all kinds of emotions in the eyes of these people.

Those male models who acted as dogs all hoped that Jiang Ao would be a new dog, and that he would lose his dignity.

These people had cloudy eyes and had already completely obeyed.

They are clever and clever in trying to please the rich woman, but their handsomeness has become like that of the walking dead.

And those rich ladies will be complacent about the arrival of new dolls.

Because many rich women exchange dolls after they get tired of playing.

Jiang Ao hated this kind of scene very much.

Before, he even found it difficult to accept the part-time ancient style female in the water club.

Not to mention those rich ladies who find all kinds of ways to bully people.

The eyes of these people are filled with the murderous gleam of capital.

It is the purest form of evil.

The male models under them have no dignity at all, not as men, not as human beings.

They crawled on the ground, as if they had forgotten how their ancestors walked upright.

Being oppressed by a rich woman is like having capital pressing down on your head.

The faces of these people have become somewhat distorted and out of shape, and most of them are feminine.

Some of them have muscles, but they develop them only to be enjoyed by rich women, not to be used for resistance.

"Who is this?" The 200-pound wealthy woman's voice was also very sharp.

"Oh, it's the male model I found." Tang Shuying waved.

"Hey, Tang Shuying, you finally found a male model. He's a cute little handsome guy with delicate skin and tender flesh."

"You're half an hour late. Shouldn't you let him have a few drinks? Is this your first time here?" The short-haired rich woman held up a glass of wine.

"No, I've already ordered tea for him, but he doesn't really drink it, so I ordered two Long Island iced teas." Tang Shuying smiled, and those rich ladies also smiled knowingly.

"Indeed, indeed, I can't drink it the first time, so I should take care of it..."

Even though Jiang Ao knew nothing about alcohol, he initially thought that Long Island Iced Tea was just iced tea, but when he saw the teasing looks of these rich ladies, he knew something was wrong.

In fact, Long Island Iced Tea is made from four extremely high-proof liquors: tequila, rum, vodka, and gin, and finally topped off with cola and lemon juice.

It tastes good, but after drinking this, most people will become unconscious.

Jiang Ao sat next to Tang Shuying.

Tang Shuying lowered her voice and looked at him with a subtle look, "Jiang Ao, have you seen those male models?"

"I wouldn't do that. I'm a college student..."

"They are all college students... from prestigious universities, and their academic performance is much better than yours..." Tang Shuying chuckled, "They are also more handsome than you."

"Then I won't do it either. I don't want your fare. I can leave now."

"You are still young and full of vigor. I know you have a way out, Jiang Ao. You can still go and give Leng Qing a spa treatment... She still has a guaranteed salary of 1000 yuan per hour. How about this, I'll give you yuan... Kneel down..."

"I won't kneel. If you want me to kneel in front of you, there is only one possibility." Jiang Ao leaned close to Tang Shuying's ear.

The rich lady next to them just thought they were communicating their feelings. The songs on the screen were the most fashionable and the ugliest. If they didn't speak loudly, no one could hear them clearly.

"what?"

"Unless you are my wife and I kneel down in front of you to propose to you, otherwise, I will not do such a thing. It is like being a dog without dignity!

I came here to work, as a part-time worker. Leng Qing didn't treat me badly. At least she treated me as a human being!

I'm not lying on the ground begging for food!" Jiang Ao's words were extremely firm.

Tang Shuying saw his extremely clear eyes.

Are you kidding? Jiang Ao has seen a lot of women. What kind of women has he not seen?

He is not short of money. Even when acting, he hates these people riding on his head, and he hates these male models even more for having no resistance.

People are servile for money, but in the end they lose both their money and their lives.

Youth is spent in the bloody dresses and wine of the powerful.

He watched as the rich woman next to him grabbed the male model's hair, causing him to scream in pain. He even had to smile even though his scalp was numb.

He had to toast the rich woman with trembling hands, and then the rich woman next to him whipped him.

He hadn't done anything wrong, they were just doing it for fun.

"You're quite courageous." She saw Jiang Ao furious and clenched his fists.

This little guy is quite cute.

"How about this, you sing first and drink some wine later. I'm not that kind of mean woman. Leng Qing treats you very well..."

"Yes, I am not suitable for such a lively atmosphere. I just want to go back to her."

"You're such a killjoy."

"Then wait, you clink glasses with me, and then toast these rich ladies, then I'll take a taxi and send you back. I won't give you a penny for tonight. Are you pretending to be so noble in front of me?" Tang Shuying snorted coldly, she seemed a little dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, but I still don't want to be a dog. Drinking is okay."

Jiang Ao knew that Tang Shuying would definitely mix him a glass of strong liquor.

But he has a resistance to alcohol and he feels that his physical fitness is very strong.

Ordinary liquors cannot beat Jiang Ao.

Chapter 3: Two Long Island Iced Teas She Ordered for Jiang Ao? (/Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Mixing cocktails takes time, and Jiang Ao was indeed a little angry.

But he also knew that compared to other unscrupulous rich women, Tang Shuying seemed too anthropomorphic.

Jiang Ao looked at the noisy KTV with no one singing. Tang Shuying kept a distance from him, started talking to other rich women, and then deliberately ignored him.

Jiang Ao ordered a very old song, Clouds of Hometown.

When rich women are still trampling on the dignity of male models at will, when these people give up their freedom and are willing to be dogs.

Jiang Ao was singing old songs over there.

Tang Shuying was stunned.

"Who asked you to sing?" But she did not take the microphone away from Jiang Ao. She looked at Jiang Ao who clenched his fists and sang very hard. Of course, he had no professional training, but as an amateur, he had some feelings for the song.

When he sang about how I once was full of ambition but returned with nothing, he felt moved himself, and he thought that he could move the male models.

But no one looked up, everyone just treated Jiang Ao as background music.

Other rich ladies have heard many top singers perform live, so how can they be interested in Jiang Ao? ?

"This young man you found is really interesting. If you've had enough fun, why don't you give him to me tonight? I have a few partners here...you can play with him however you want~" The short-haired rich woman chuckled.

But deep down, Tang Shuying also looked down on those dogs that had lost their dignity. A charming goddess like her would not let these stray dogs on the roadside get away with their pleasure.

She looked at Jiang Ao holding the microphone tightly. There was anxiety, anger and suppressed emotions in his eyes. He could only calm down by singing loudly.

He actually doesn't like the negative emotions of capital, even though he enjoys an extremely petty bourgeois luxurious life.

He was also unwilling to go to Yan Mengyun's company, because even a mature woman like Yan Mengyun, who was extremely gentle to him, would criticize her subordinates harshly.

His singing could not completely cover up the ugly behavior of these people.

But Jiang Ao knew very well that this kind of behavior was very common.

How many people are willing to give up their freedom now?

If I had no money, if I was just an ordinary college student, if I really wanted to survive in Hangzhou, would I kneel down for 10,000 yuan? What about 20,000 yuan?

These male models are wearing expensive suits, which even if mass-produced would cost thousands or tens of thousands of dollars. They are stepped on, even though the floor here may be sweet.

If you want to be such a bootlicker, you have to queue up. You can earn tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars a night by selling your dignity and experience the lavish spending of rich women. Who wouldn't want to do that?

Jiang Ao was unwilling.

He had always had all sorts of stunning beauties, and he hated these disgusting freedom-selling bastards.

I can understand it, but I will never accept it.

After the song was over, no one applauded Jiang Ao, everyone was playing with their own male models.

At this time, the waiter came in and prepared Tang Shuying's two special drinks.

“Drink it. Even though this evening isn’t a very pleasant one, it’s nice to have you sing a song. If you rush back now, maybe you can still catch up with your ridiculous curfew. But you’ll lose a huge way to make money in the future.

When you graduate from college, you will understand that you only earn about 6000 yuan a month. During your internship, you will be asked to work overtime. Most companies have a single day off per day, and you have to endure endless torture. Your dignity will soon be wiped out by the insults of your boss.

And you got nothing, you are empty-handed in Hangzhou, and the male model kneeling on the ground whom you despise the most has already bought a small apartment at the subway entrance. "

This kind of rhetoric is a fatal blow to ordinary young people in small counties.

But Jiang Ao doesn’t own a small apartment.

He wanted it, and there were many women competing to give him the property certificate. Even the most selfish Leng Youhuang would hug Jiang Ao tightly and give him the best property certificate to comfort his inner melancholy.

So Jiang Ao's eyes did not tremble.

“If I have to stay on my knees to survive in Hangtown, I’d rather leave.

Some people lose their dignity to get some so-called rewards, but I won’t… I don’t need such charity.” Jiang Ao’s toughness made Tang Shuying sneer.

"You're really a man of courage. Okay, here's the wine." Tang Shuying casually placed the wine glass in front of him.

Jiang Ao took a sniff and honestly thought that this bartender was indeed quite good. The Long Island Iced Tea was very nicely made. Jiang Ao took a sip and found it tasted very good. The classic refreshing taste of cola and lemon dispersed the strong alcohol content.

Jiang Ao picked up the wine glass, clinked glasses with Tang Shuying, and drank it all in one gulp.

He was a little thirsty and wanted to go back today to let Tang Shuying cool down.

"You are really amazing..." Tang Shuying laughed.