The first Spring Festival Gala at Zuixinlou was held in a hot spring on the cold night.

In the Zuixin Building, except for the proprietress, the lobby manager and the security department, all the girls appeared on the stage. Some participated in the chorus, some performed group dances, and some performed solos, solo dances, and showed their strengths. All the programs were arranged and arranged by Liu Liwa alone, and the girls affectionately called him "God Editor".

The audience who were lucky enough to enjoy the redeem of this grand ceremony came from all walks of life, including officers, landlords, capitalists, and girls.

Everyone gathered together, not only to perform for them, but also to bring joy to the boring girls in the brothel. This will be the most unforgettable New Year in their hearts and the most beautiful memory.

The girls also enjoyed this unique party, showing their talents and beauty enthusiastically and generously. Finally, in a passionate and dance, the girls walked off the stage, danced with their beautiful figures, and showed their youth and endless charm. One person to one, or even a few people to one person, and a hot veneer dance with the guests present.

Liu Liwa swore that this program was definitely not arranged by him, it was completely spontaneous. It can be seen that humans' high interest can create miracles.

The whole scene was in chaos and the atmosphere reached its peak. Liu Liwa quickly came to the stage and shouted: "The first Spring Festival Gala at Zuixin Tower is about to end. Let us remember this unforgettable night with the touching, enthusiasm, joy and singing. Dear guests, next year, let us unite more closely around Zuixin Tower. Based on the idea of ​​having wine and getting drunk today, spend money when you have money, and lose it in vain. We will thoroughly implement the values ​​of timely fun and strive to write a beautiful chapter in a happy life. Friends, let us see you next year."

Liu Liwa's voice was hoarse. In fact, he was preparing to sing an unforgettable song tonight as the ending song. But look below, except for Miss Zhao staring at him again, no one else paid attention to him. Someone was holding one, some were hugging two, and some were holding three, and rushed into the room in a panic. The girls kept giggling. Today, the rich rich man present was in high spirits and was in high spirits. Today, the money would definitely not be less profitable.

Faced with such a result, Liu Liwa felt a chill. After all, the brothel is a brothel. The sister of the kiln is always a sister of the kiln. Their ultimate goal is to make money from the guests' bed. This idea has been deeply rooted and there is no motivation at all. Liu Liwa's original idea was to go to the Spring Festival Gala. Even if it was a local station or the Spring Festival Gala within the unit, as long as it could go on stage, in a certain area, all big and small are stars. With their own value, at least people cannot just take it away!

Look at those female celebrities who have actually attended the party and become familiar with each other. Which one is not obvious to let the agent negotiate the price and then take it away!

What is the purpose of performing shows at the evening party? Of course, it is for fame and to gain value. The higher the level of the evening party you attend, the bigger your wrist and the higher your value. Liu Liwa went all out to make it hurt by himself and billions of brain cells. He came up with such an evening party, and all the wealthy and powerful figures came. They are definitely high-end enough and comparable to some large charity dinners. But these girls don’t know how to cherish them. Alas, it’s a pity!

Liu Liwa regretted it. He had known that he should have trained in advance and missed the opportunity to transform from a "pi.tiaoke" into a "broker", although it is essentially inseparable from a bed.

Liu Li and Wa Hanxin stepped down, the stage screens were not withdrawn, and there was music behind the scenes. Those men who burned themselves could no longer bear it. The doors were slamming and closed. The scene was very lively just now. At this time, it was like locusts passing by, just like the city management had just patrolled, with only a few kittens sitting there in the same place. Wen Jun, Mr. Zhao and his two daughters, father and son of the Ye family, although Mr. Ye was already salivating, as well as the handsome young man and the black bearded man beside Mr. Zhao.

Just before everyone came to their senses, Wen Jun had already thrown away the wine glass in his hand, rushed up suddenly, and grabbed Liu Liwa excitedly, but before he could make a sound, Mr. Zhao, who was sitting in the front row, spoke first: "Hey, young man, don't be anxious, I'm in front, and there are girls who will make arrangements for me first."

"Who are you? Go away." Wen Jun was excited and didn't care about who was who, his face was flat and his momentum was cold. He glared at Old Man Zhao fiercely, and pulled the old man aside like carrying a chicken, and anxiously pulled Liu Liwa and said, "Xiaoqi, I have all those girls just now. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will send them all to the camp."

"Wow, the young man has a big appetite." Old Master Zhao interrupted with a smile.

Wen Jun was furious. How could he guess his thoughts with a vulgar heart? He turned his head and looked at Old Man Zhao. The people who were in power and led troops to fight were the most despised by these landlords who enjoyed a peaceful and prosperous era in the rear and made a fortune. Just as they were about to get angry, he heard a silence from behind: "Wen Jun must not be rude."

The person who spoke was Mr. Ye's father, Mr. Ye, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War. Wen Jun was stunned. He was too anxious just now and actually ignored this Lord Shangfeng, who was also his idol. He originally didn't want to greet the Lord on such an occasion. Now he spoke first. Wen Jun immediately clasped his fists and said, "The last general Wen Jun has seen General Ye."

Mr. Ye stepped forward and ignored him, but clasped his fists to salute him respectfully. Liu Liwa glanced at him. At this time, there were two people behind Wen Jun, one was Old Man Zhao and the other was the handsome young man beside him. Both of them were calmly treated by Mr. Ye, but neither of them made any reaction. This made Liu Liwa wonder, who was he politely polite to? Or both of them at the same time?

Then, Mr. Ye helped Wen Jun up with his own hands and smiled and said, "Wen Jun, Wen Jun, I didn't expect that you still have such a hot temper after seeing you for many years. Do you know who this old man is?"

Oh? Wen Jun turned around in confusion and looked at the smiling old man Zhao. At first glance, he was a perverted old man who was incompetent. Master Ye introduced: "This is the close friend of the late emperor, and Mr. Zhao from Ningyuan County."

Wen Jun was shocked and quickly lifted up his robe, clasped his fists and knelt down: "I don't know that Mr. Zhao has offended him so much, so please ask him to atone for his sins."

"What atonement is not atonement?" The old man smiled and said, "I am just a gangster who is here to visit the kiln to compete for girls."

"Dad..." A man of such an old age is just a kiln. He doesn't care about it himself, but how can the two daughters fall in love with each other? The eldest lady blushed and couldn't recognize her and scolded her, and at the same time she gave Liu Liwa a blank look.

Liu Liwa is so unfair, is it obviously my fault? But are you so surprised? Have you heard of my son-in-law who invited his father-in-law to visit the kiln?
Chapter completed!