Chapter 41

Song Qi nodded blankly.

Seeing that Song Qi nodded, Zhou Yonghui became even more smug.

He was usually overshadowed by Song Qi and looked like an idiot, but today he finally regained his face on his home turf!

You have to know, the money he, Zhou Yonghui, had spent in clubs over these years was enough for him to marry a wife.

What kind of technician hadn't he seen.

But for some reason, whenever Zhou Yonghui heard the sound of high heels coming from outside the door, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of curiosity rising in his heart.

"Good brother!"

"Do you know when the moment a man looks forward to most is?"

Song Qi looked at the ceiling, feeling even more confused in his heart at this moment.

"I don't know..."

Where had he ever seen such a scene!

Since he was a child, Song Qi had received an extremely strict education; almost every step was planned by his father, and it was only in the last two years that he had broken free from his father's restrictions.

Over these years, Song Qi hadn't even really dated, let alone spent money in such places.

Zhou Yonghui lay on the sofa, smiling, with his hands cradling his head, saying incredibly pleasantly.

"The moment a man looks forward to most is the *da-da-da* sound of the technician's high heels in the hallway."

"It's like that... what's it called... Schrödinger's cat, in a state of quantum superposition!"

"If you don't open that door, you never know what kind of young lady is waiting for you outside..."

"This kind of stimulating feeling is very intoxicating..."

Just at this moment.

In the dim hallway.

Suddenly, a very rhythmic *da-da-da* sound of high heels rang out.

The sound was as beautiful as if someone were playing the piano.

"It's here, it's here!"

Zhou Yonghui rubbed his hands together excitedly like a fly.

He had ordered the most expensive package, the best young lady!

The quality and service must be top-notch!

But just at this moment, Zhou Yonghui's phone rang.

It was Deng Jianguo calling; Zhou Yonghui answered the phone reluctantly.

A roar immediately came from the phone.

"Zhou Yonghui! Where the hell did you run off to!"

"Mount Cuihua is on fire! The big fire is about to burn to our Third Institute, get your ass back here to fight the fire!"

"Boss! I have an emergency here, I can't get away!!!"

Just as Zhou Yonghui finished speaking, the private room door was gently pushed open.

Two gentle voices rang throughout the private room.

"Gold-medal technician number 66, Xue'er, is dedicated to serving you!"

"Gold-medal technician number 88, Yueyue, is dedicated to serving you!"

Outside the door, two super-pretty young ladies, carrying a wooden basket in their hands, walked in gracefully.

At this moment, Zhou Yonghui held his phone, frozen on the spot.

This is a total disaster...

There was a deathly silence in the room.

A long time later, Deng Jianguo's voice, which was gloomy to the extreme, came from the phone.

"Zhou Yonghui!"

"Is this the emergency you were telling me about?"

"Believe it or not, I'll skin you alive!!"

"If I don't see you within an hour! I'll demote you to sweeping the streets!"

Immediately after, a busy signal came from the other end of the phone.

Zhou Yonghui slumped down like an old dog whose spine had been pulled out.

*Pfft... *

Beside him, Song Qi was really struggling to hold back his laughter.

I don't know why, but seeing his brother suffer, he felt incredibly happy in his heart...

"Is that Brother Zhou?"

Gold-medal technician number 66, Xue'er, recognized Zhou Yonghui at a glance.

Beside him, Zhou Yonghui turned his head and looked at Xue'er in front of him, seeming to find her somewhat familiar too.

"It's me! My last stage name was Mo'er!"

"Brother Zhou, have you forgotten me?"

"Last time, at Shuihanqing, you spent two thousand yuan and wanted me to give you a full service, but before we even started, you finished in your pants..."

"I've never earned money so comfortably..."

"Enough!"

Zhou Yonghui's scalp went numb, and he was just about to go up and cover Xue'er's mouth.

But Xue'er's next sentence had already been spoken.

"If it's Brother Zhou, I think two minutes for a full service is more than enough..."

"*Pfft... *"

Song Qi and technician number 88, Yueyue, couldn't help it upon hearing this and laughed out loud.

Zhou Yonghui's face flushed red, and he argued: "A quick shooter doesn't mean... quick shooter!... Can the matter of a quick shooter be considered weak?" Immediately after, there was some difficult-to-understand talk, like "a gentleman is firm in speed," and so on, which made everyone burst into laughter, and the air inside and outside the shop was filled with a happy atmosphere... ===== CHAPTER 43 =====