Chapter 2109

This dance hall had always been known for its low price, and its main customers were people living in the lower-middle-class life circle of this city. So, at this moment, there were relatively few girls available. Zhao Desan sat in the back row of hidden seats smoking and looking around. From time to time, a few aunt-level figures came over to promote their bodies. The two waves on their chests were like ripe melon skins wrapped in a stream of water, which could be kneaded into any shape, and the melon skin could be broken and emptied.

Zhao Desan really admired these aunt-level figures. The promotion techniques of these old mothers were simply brought to the extreme, much more sophisticated than those drink promoters. Once they targeted an object, they would sit on their lap, and their restless hands would go straight into their pants, wanting to stimulate your desire and let you consume. This was called impulse consumption in the market economy course Zhao Desan studied in college.

It's a pity that Zhao Desan had had countless women in his life, and each of them was a beautiful woman with a good figure and appearance. These crooked melons and cracked dates couldn't make him impulsive at all. Looking closely, these women's faces were like a layer of white ash, their eye sockets were dark, like skeletons, which couldn't make him feel energetic at all, let alone impulse consumption.

These women wandered among the men, promoted several times, were rejected several times, and then the skeleton hand swung and walked away, the style was very realistic.

Let's look again, nearby, a wandering artist who looked like Li Yong ran to the deepest part of the aisle. People familiar with this place knew that his purpose was the cannon room, which was also the first time Zhao Desan appreciated the unique feature of this dance hall. In less than five minutes, Zhao Desan saw this 'folk artist' return from the cannon room fully loaded, walking swaggeringly, with a satisfied expression on his face. Zhao Desan looked at this folk artist, was stunned for three seconds, and then laughed out loud.

And beside Zhao Desan, he found that there was another type of person in the consumer composition of this dance hall. Sitting beside him was like a literary youth, black-rimmed glasses, fair skin, and a student outfit.

Just then, another aunt-level figure sat on the literary youth's lap. During the bright music (dance music played when the lights in the dance hall were on), Zhao Desan secretly looked carefully, my god! This 'old mother' was wearing a black dress, tiger-backed and bear-waisted, over 1.7 meters tall, her face was like a papaya, her eyes were deep, she looked like Sister Furong, and when she smiled, two tiger teeth also drilled out restlessly, which could simply be described in three words—heavy taste.

The literary youth seemed unable to bear the restlessness. Under the teasing of this aunt, he finally couldn't bear the restless heart and stepped into the cannon room at the end of the aisle one after another with the aunt. Similarly, he came out in less than five minutes. And the aunt continued to promote herself to the friend dressed as a migrant worker next to the literary youth without sparing any effort.

It is estimated that the migrant worker brother was already ready to go. Zhao Desan saw the aunt go up and sit on the guy's lap. The guy's hand went to touch the aunt's papaya restlessly, and then the aunt got up, their eyes met, and they understood each other, and went straight to the cannon room one after another. Damn, really a straightforward person! Seeing this guy act so straightforwardly, Zhao Desan secretly admired.

Zhao Desan simply analyzed and saw that the time for these men to enter the cannon room would not exceed five minutes. Could it be that the ability of the men who came here was not good? After his careful observation and research, he found that it was not the case, but found that in these matters, it also followed an economic principle—buying things pays attention to one cent for one cent of goods. Washing hair and oral sex once is 50, buying 50 yuan of service. Having sex in the cannon room of this dance hall is 30 yuan, buying 30 yuan of service. Naturally, the service attitude and dedication of the service personnel are very different. These aunts naturally hope that the guests will finish and pay and leave immediately. Maximizing benefits is to pay and leave without doing it, so the guests here naturally all became quick shooters.

Zhao Desan also found that every time the bright music sounded, there was always a girl with short hair, a white t-shirt, and dark skin darting around in the crowd on the dance floor, no different from the shadow Barbie in line. Zhao Desan guessed that it was estimated that the girl's business was not good, so she darted around. She didn't study at a young age and did this, and she didn't look good. Go home early, this place is not suitable for you, damn!

Liu Hairu just thought for a few seconds, and a short and thin young man rushed toward her in a panic. Damn! It really is what kind of person finds what kind of goods. This is called the uncertainty of the market economy. After exploring the situation in this black-light dance hall, Zhao Desan got up and went to the bathroom. In the aisle to the bathroom, a gentleman-like man was roaring at the phone: "Busy, don't call!" Next to him was a girl with a Hexi accent calling: "I'm at work now, I can't go over now."

After returning from the bathroom, Zhao Desan found a seat in the back row and continued to wait for He Liping's arrival. Just then, many girls rushed toward the back row from the entrance direction, as if Zhao Desan was the prey they discovered, and the roles were reversed. Although Zhao Desan was the first time to come to this kind of place, after detailed observation and inquiry, he basically figured out the routine, and he was not panicked. When they walked to the front, he looked closely, damn, it was a bench-faced girl, showing him her waves, and asked Zhao Desan directly: "Buddy, oral sex? 10 yuan."

Looking at her sincere look, and hearing that she just came to work, her mouth should be relatively clean. Anyway, He Liping hadn't come yet. Even if he didn't do it, it would be okay to find a girl to chat and pass the time, Zhao Desan thought so, so he took out two cigarettes, one in his mouth, and handed one to this heavily made-up girl. They lit cigarettes for each other. During the bright music performance, Zhao Desan looked at the girl carefully. She looked pretty good, and she was clean, and she should have just entered the industry. After taking two puffs of cigarettes and chatting for a few words, the dark music sounded, and the dance floor lights went out. For a time, he couldn't see anything, and he heard the girl say to him: "Buddy, oral sex, free for you!" Just as Zhao Desan hesitated, the girl had already squatted down and unzipped his belt. Originally, Zhao Desan never thought of conducting live ammunition exercises in this famous Fire Phoenix dance hall, but he was infected by the catalysis of that kind of dance music and the atmosphere of moans everywhere. Unknowingly, his belt was unzipped by the girl, and she skillfully found the old two in the dark, took it out of his pants, and then felt a wet, hot, and warm feeling wrapping him, followed by the 'smacking' sound of the girl eating with relish, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. I won't talk about the details, it was just like that. The North Atlantic warm current rushed to the ice-free port of Vladivostok, and it was done!

Zhao Desan experienced this special service in such a chaotic environment for the first time. That alternative feeling, not to mention, was really exciting. Although the girl said she wouldn't charge, Zhao Desan still out of sympathy, knowing that it was not easy to make money in such a cheap place, took out a few ten-yuan bills, and the transaction was over. The cigarette butts on the ground were instantly extinguished by the girl's saliva and the quiet night.

After a live ammunition exercise, Zhao Desan began to smoke and look around, and found that in this time period, the business in the dance hall was extremely hot. From time to time, people came in and out, but the people on the dance floor always remained in a full state, bustling and lively. At this time, Zhao Desan observed that a pair of sisters in the flow of people coming in was quite eye-catching, wearing military green camouflage uniforms, damn, special forces! Sure enough, several well-dressed people flocked to this girl.

Later, Zhao Desan found that the girl who 'smacked' for him didn't rinse her mouth, and went straight to the man in the back row of him. The man was estimated to be the kind of person who would take whatever was in the vegetable basket. As soon as the dark music started, the girl's head went up and down. Damn, fortunately, I was the first person served by this girl tonight! Zhao Desan couldn't help but think luckily. It seems that this place still can't be messed with, damn, it's too dirty.

Just when he was secretly lucky, an aunt-level figure with yellow hair came to promote again. At first, she was gentle, and then her voice was hoarse, like a ladyboy from Thailand, which scared Zhao Desan into goosebumps, thinking that even if this aunt gave him money, he wouldn't do it!

In this smoky place, Zhao Desan not only experienced some things that could not be enjoyed in a normal state of life, but also saw the ugliness of human nature. Here, you can fully feel the self-esteem of being a man. 10 yuan can buy self-esteem that you can't get at ordinary times, and you must also learn the art of refusal.

For example, the waiter uses language to persuade you to consume, you can't say no, you have to say consume later, or say you have already consumed, so that everyone gives each other face.

An old woman walked toward the cannon room, estimated to be over forty years old, dressed as a chick, walked up to Zhao Desan's ear and said: "Play? B tight and breasts cool." The language was not modified, straightforward and direct.

Damn! Am I panicked and hungry? I was just orally serviced once, and I also realized that the environment here is very poor, maybe messing around will win the bid, so Zhao Desan refused decisively. Who knew that the chick saw that she was refused, and actually threw a more ruthless sentence: "If you don't play with the small B, you can wait to play with the old B!"

Damn! You damn! No wonder you bitch ended up doing cheap goods for ten yuan a shot. With your service attitude, it's only worth this much! Damn! Being humiliated by this woman, Zhao Desan cursed secretly in his heart unwillingly.

The dance music was bright and dark, I don't know how many times it cycled. I don't know when there was an extra woman in the two rows outside the dance floor, medium height, devil figure, butterfly-edged super short skirt, fair skin, no powder, this is the way for Zhao Desan.