The three of us came out of the hotel, not knowing where the pliers were going to take us.
I took out my mobile phone: "We are all drunk, so we have to call a driver."
I was about to place an order when pliers pressed down on my wrist: "Call me a driver, it's right across the street!"
He raised his hand and pointed, and across the road the neon lights of the Foot Washing City with the words "Bitao Pavilion" were flashing.
"Let you relax," Pliers took the lead and walked towards the other side of the road.
I know the tricks of this kind of place, but Pliers has already turned around and shouted: "Tonight is for Zhipeng to be emboldened, no one is allowed to escape!"
Chen Zhipeng smiled dryly and followed, and I had no choice but to walk in facing the neon lights.
The waiter quickly greeted us, and the three of us followed the waiter who led us through the dimly lit corridor.
Pliers were obviously very familiar with this place. A middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam came up to her. He immediately raised her hand and greeted her familiarly: "Sister Wang, as usual, arrange something for our brothers!"
Manager Wang put on a professional smile and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Brother Pliers, the arrangements are definitely in place!"
With that, he led us to a large private room with dim lighting.
Not long after, Manager Wang led seven or eight girls in.
They wore uniform tight skirts and stood in a row under the dim light.
"Come on, come on, Zhipeng will choose first!" Pliers seemed determined tonight.
Chen Zhipeng pushed up his glasses with some embarrassment, his eyes wandered for a long time, and then he pointed at the girl who looked the quietest.
Pliers directly frowned: "Hey, no, no, this is too hard to let go! Change it to another one, it will cause trouble!"
He turned to Manager Wang: "Change the one named Xiaowei, yes, the one with dimples when she smiles!"
Manager Wang quickly nodded and bowed, and quickly switched the girls.
I leaned on the sofa and watched this scene, feeling increasingly irritable.
The figures of Xiao Yu and Su Yan are still in my mind. They are still waiting for me at home.
Spending time in such a place is a waste of money and time, and can easily get you into trouble.
I made up my mind to deal with it first and escape when I get an opportunity.
After making up my mind, when the pliers turned their eyes to me, I casually raised my hand and pointed at a girl standing by who looked a little distracted. "Just her."
There was white mist coming from three wooden barrels in the private room, and we all soaked our feet in the hot water.
Not long after, the technicians came in with tool baskets and started servicing.
First use a towel to apply heat, and then skillfully knead the shoulders and back.
After pressing her fingertips for a few times, the girl who massaged my back was a little surprised: "Handsome guy, your muscles are good. Are they specially trained? They are so strong."
Before I could say anything, the pliers next to me took over the topic: "Practice? He is not a showman trained in the gym! I saw it with my own eyes this morning, good guy,"
"A pig weighing more than 200 kilograms, he hugged me and threw it, and he was thrown off the bench!"
The girl who was massaging me giggled with the others, just thinking that Pliers was bragging again to cheer up the atmosphere.
They have seen many guests, and all kinds of exaggerated boasts have become commonplace.
Seeing that they didn't believe it, the pliers wanted to give a detailed description.
The girl smiled and said, "Brother Pliers, just blow it~ No one throws a pig!"
The girl who was massaging my back gradually changed its tone. It was no longer a regular kneading, but a bit ambiguous.
She suddenly came closer, leaned into my ear and asked in a low voice: "Handsome guy, would you like to go up to the third floor later? There are more fun places."
I knew what the third floor meant, and I clearly refused: "No, there is someone waiting at home."
Although these words were soft, they could not escape the ears of the pliers.
He immediately screamed from the side: "Chen Hao, this is not interesting! Let's just let it go when we come out to play. Why are we always worrying about things at home?"
The girl next to him also giggled, as if she was watching the fun.
I didn’t answer the pliers, but instead took advantage of the situation and touched my phone from the chair next to me.
Him pretended to look at him: "I can't help it anymore, I called."
As I said that, I quickly swiped my finger across the screen. It was not an interface for incoming calls from my girlfriend at all. Instead, I directly clicked on the driving software and placed an order.
After a while, a call came in. It was not from home, but from the driver.
The girl who was rubbing my back withdrew her hand from my back.
I stood up and shook my phone at Nipper and Chen Zhipeng: "You guys are playing slowly, and you are really leaving."
Ignored that Nipper kept trying to stay behind me.
I also came to the front desk and paid for the clock I bought. As for the two of them, they paid for it themselves. This kind of thing is not easy to treat.
As soon as I walked out of the foot-washing city, my phone vibrated in my pocket again. It was the same driving number, so I picked up the phone.
“Boss, I’m here, how long will it take for you to come out?” A female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"We'll be there soon, already at the door." As I said this, I subconsciously quickened my pace.
At this moment, I had already walked to the side of the road, and there was a man wearing a driving uniform.
The figure with a ponytail is riding on a foldable electric bicycle, holding a mobile phone to her ear.
Our eyes met in the air.
She moved away from my face and subconsciously glanced at the warmly lit foot washing shop behind me.
My scalp is a little numb. How could it be her? Zheng Yanling, my deskmate in elementary school.
That aggressive girl who always wore braids and chased me for half the playground because I pulled her braids.
Although the woman has changed a lot, her eyes that are extremely round when glaring at people have hardly changed.
Zheng Yanling also recognized me, and the expression on her face became extremely complicated: "Did you call for a driver?"
"It's me." I put away my phone.
"I didn't expect you to be a bad person and come to a place like this to find a girl." Zheng Yanling said and glanced at the foot-washing city opposite.
I know she misunderstood, but there is nothing to explain.
"How did you, a girl, become a driving agent?" I changed the topic directly.
"Part-time job, who says girls can't be substitute drivers?" Zheng Yanling said, putting the folding electric scooter into the trunk.
I sat in the passenger seat and fastened my seat belt. Zheng Yanling also got into the driver's seat.
“Is this car new? It has only been driven a few hundred kilometers.” She said while fastening her seat belt.
“Yes, I just bought it not long ago.” I responded truthfully.
Zheng Yanling started the car and started to turn around: "Where can I make a fortune now? I'm doing well, I bought all the cars."
"I deliver food in the city, and I saved up for several years to buy a car." I don't intend to brag, I just do whatever I do.
"Didn't you go to college? Did you go to deliver food after graduation?" Zheng Yanling adjusted her head and drove in the direction of my home.
"You know the current employment environment. If you can't find a professional counterpart, you have to deliver food." My grades in school were only average. If I wasn't outstanding, it would be more difficult to find a job.