Han Lie was a little curious about the grievances and hatreds of these young men in the magic city. Pan Zi always talked about the previous generation, and Pan Ge had not really entered the circle yet, so he almost turned a blind eye to the circle of young people.

If you want to know, just ask. This is the privilege of the strong.

"Do you have many circles among the second generation of the Demon City? Why do they look so chaotic?"

"What?!"

Fangyuan shouted back.

He couldn't hear clearly even those closest to him, let alone others.

Han Lie glanced at the still noisy booths in the front row, frowned, and waved for marketing, and then Du Xiaoshuai followed him.

"Be quiet later while you serve the wine."

Han Lie approached the other person, stared into his eyes, and gave instructions with an indifferent expression.

"What I mean is that I put the music to the lowest level, the DJ should not speak, the atmosphere team should shut up, and just line up and bring the drinks."

"ah?!

!Oh oh..."

The marketing manager was stunned for a moment, then felt that he understood, but was afraid of making a mistake in understanding, so he asked cautiously: "Master Han, what do you mean...the wine is served normally, but the voice must be quiet and not noisy, right?"

What?"

"Well, let's do it."

Han Lie nodded, then patted Fangyuan: "Let's talk later."

Fangyuan's whole body was numb: "Fierce God... um... that's not it, is it?"

He doesn't understand.

Overseas partying emphasizes one thing: the crazier the better, the drier the better. That’s why drugs that enhance pleasure are so common.

This is not a foreign country, but there are similarities in the scene.

Now is the time to compete with Mr. Wang, Junket Operator, and the racing gang. Without the sound effects, the DJ, and the atmosphere group, wouldn’t it mean that we are being pushed away by those idiots?

Fangyuan was too proud, so she felt extremely unhappy.

But facing Han Lie, no matter how unhappy he was, he had to work hard to suppress it and put on a smile.

If it turns out that Han Lie is incapable of influencing Hu Mingtang in the future, he will definitely take revenge and go back.

Han Lie ignored his doubts at all.

He waved his hands calmly, half-smiling but not smiling: "Brother Fang, be patient and don't be impatient."

Time passed slowly through Fangyuan's entanglement and the others' confusion.

After the excitement at Wang Siming's side ended, the marketing team and waiters left in large numbers and returned to the backstage.

The real DJ has not yet appeared, and the sound engineer has played hot electronic music again.

The place was noisy, with people running back and forth so busy that they took off.

However, a few people have noticed——

"Huh? Where are the atmosphere groups wearing short skirts and the waiters running around the place?"

Before they could wonder for too long, the restless music suddenly stopped.

It's not like it disappears completely, but it drops to a volume that's like a quiet bar.

Electronic music is still the same electronic music, but it has changed from "filling up" the venue to a docile background sound.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful young lady holding a light sign appeared.

Behind her, there was a super long line of waiters and atmosphere crew.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the backstage exit.

The line was really too long.

As usual, each bottle of expensive wine is carried by a single person, and soft drinks such as beer, Red Bull, and Sprite are put in the cabinet and pushed out together.

Wang Siming ordered 30 bottles of Ace of Spades before, and a total of 30 ladies from the atmosphere group walked around the venue.

And now...

There are simply not enough girls in the atmosphere team!

The beautiful woman holding a placard at the front had already walked around the venue in a C-shape, but people were still coming out of the backstage exit in a steady stream.

2 million bottles of wine, based on the average price of 20,000, is a full 100 bottles of famous wine that needs to be lifted!

In fact, the average price is not even 20,000, and the Champagne King priced at 5,888 is enough for a dedicated person to carry it alone. In order to spend the 2 million, Du Xiaoshuai did not order the second-level Champagne King at all. The worst

It's all Moet, Ace of Spades.

Well, the price is 8888, which greatly lowers the average price...

As a result, the girls serving the drinks faced an extremely rare situation for the first time——

The miniskirt atmosphere group was not enough, so a uniformed waiter took over.

There are not enough waiters, so salespeople in suits keep up.

Marketing is not enough, there is a tall and imposing security guard with a baton behind him pushing the wine cabinet...

"Fuck!"

"Did this horse move the wine cellar empty?"

"Hao, it's so damned!"

"Who is it? Are you just waiting to step on Young Master Wang?"

The place exploded instantly, and everyone was stunned.

As the long queue circled the outside of the dance floor and didn't finish, the discussion was completely uncontrollable.

Moreover, they soon discovered that their own sighs could be heard clearly.

"What's going on? Where's the music and the DJ?"

Don't wait, there's no more music.

The belated spectators finally realized what was unusual.

The long line of drinks was blurry and gorgeous under the gorgeous lights, but the usual surging music was so low that it was like background sound. The atmosphere group no longer cheered or screamed, but moved forward with a calm expression. Therefore, a sudden feeling

A sense of solemnity quickly swept the entire venue.

As the long queue stretched, it even gradually became a bit oppressive.

Silence itself is depressing, and when MYST, who is famous for their electronic music, suddenly stopped playing to make way for the distinguished guests, the shock caused by this was felt by everyone present.

The noise and discussion were involuntarily lowered to the same volume as the background music.

Everyone is looking at the center.

There, they were already surrounded by uniformed internal security guards.

The security guards spread their legs, raised their chests and raised their heads, faced outwards, and stood still with their hands behind their backs, forming a human fence.

Inside, there were the atmosphere group and the waiters and ladies bowing collectively, but no one made any noise.

It’s so shocking!

Those who had the conditions to poke their heads in the air, but those who had no conditions to climb up to look far away. Even the railings on the second floor were crowded with people who came out to check the situation.

As for those beauties who come alone or with their besties to have fun...

The security guards had already formed a circle, looking eagerly towards the center.

In such an atmosphere, Han Lie sat in the center of the central booth with great dignity, raised his chin, and motioned to the marketing team to put down the wine.

He didn't even speak.

Fangyuan and others were so excited that their faces turned red.

Even though they are all so-called young men, they spend a lot of time overseas, but they have never experienced this feeling.

Surrounded by long dragons, accompanied by silence, everyone is watching, and millions of people are worshiping...

How domineering is this?

"Damn it! God of Fire, you have to be able to play!"

"That's it!" Wang Chengyi yelled out, "Isn't this any more awesome than 'Congratulations to table No. 8 on your happy birthday?'?!"

Du Xiaoshuai stood in the aisle, commanding like a spokesman: "Open the wine, open the wine! Brothers, God of Fire doesn't like playing tricks, so feel free to drink!"

Han Lie smiled softly, hiding his merit and fame.

"I just thought they were too noisy and affected chatting. I didn't expect this effect."

Of course this is nonsense.

When everyone is working hard to make a big splash, when the DJ is hoarse every time, when everyone is numb to the routine...
To be continued...