Such a luxurious beauty massage technician, such a splendid environment.

There is no doubt that the consumption here is bound to be a sky-high price.

Half an hour of regular massage will cost 500 yuan.

However, this white-haired is really not short of money. As soon as he takes out his move, he takes out a card and asks Xing and Xiao Fatty to spend money!

Under the guidance of the beautiful waiter, the three were taken to the private room on the second floor!

"Damn it, high-end, it's indeed high-end!" Xing Nan was so surprised that he was about to even drool. He had never been to such a high-end place in his life.

"Miss, is this the second floor private room of the highest level?" Although Baimao knew this, it was the first time he had come to see him.

"Three gentlemen, our club is divided into five floors. The private rooms on the second floor are the most friendly!" The beautiful waitress said with a smile.

The three of them heard it, and almost fell to death. Although the beauty was so tactful, they couldn't hear that the so-called "friendship in the people" meant by shrimps? Ordinary things of ordinary grades would use the slogan of being friendly to the people.

"Damn, what is the price on the third floor?" Baimao's face couldn't be stopped. He was a rich man after all. If he asked two brothers to come and be casual, he could not lose points like this?

"Sir, the price on the third floor is 2,000 yuan for half an hour." The beautiful waiter still smiled sweetly.

"Damn it!" Xingnan and the little fat man were both surprised and their tongues were almost falling off. Damn, isn't it just an ordinary massage? Two thousand yuan only takes half an hour. This is fucking faster than the robbery.

"Isn't it just two thousand yuan?" Baimao is now looking for face. If he hears this price admitting his weakness, he will be looked down upon by this beauty.

Men habitually like to show off in front of women.

Xing Man quickly patted the white-haired boy on the shoulder, "White-haired boy, if you have money, we have to pay attention to cost-effectiveness! If you don't show off, we will still be good friends!"

"No, I, Baimao, want to save face! Isn't it just two thousand yuan! How much does the fourth and fifth floors cost?" Baimao was so excited by Xing Nan that she wanted to save face even more.

"I'm sorry, this gentleman. I don't know the price of the fourth and fifth floors!" The lady said gently. "However, this is your first time here, so you should not have the authority to go up!"

Although the lady's expression was still so gentle, like the spring breeze, from the bottom of her heart, she still despises the nouveau riche like the white-haired boy.

Their club is not an ordinary club. If you want to go to the fourth and fifth floors, it is useless to have money alone, and you also have to have status!

"I'll go, then take us to the third floor!" The white-haired man was a little unhappy.

"Sorry, sir, the third floor has no authority yet!" The beauty looked at Baimao impatiently, despising such a pretentious nouveau riche from the bottom of her heart.

"Damn, do you think I have no money?" Baima Hoddi was really popular. Damn, I rarely want to show off. As a result, you didn't cooperate.

"Sorry, sir! You are not a member of us for the time being. So you can only spend on the second floor!"

"Then I'm going to join a membership now, how much is it? Tell me, I have money!" Baimao put her hands on her hips and shook her hair. "Don't think I'm a nouveau riche!"

"You are really a nouveau riche!" said the little fat man quietly.

"Sir, I'm sorry, the rules of our club are that only if you spend 100,000 yuan in our club can you be eligible to apply for a membership card." Although I was very impatient, the lady still explained patiently.

After all, they have received professional training.

"Forget it, the second floor is not bad!" Bai Mao, who was so arrogant just now, was so scared that he immediately admitted his fear when he heard this price. Damn, this is so fucking that even the Red Mansions can't compare.

The three of them entered the box on the second floor with the lady's contempt look.

In the eyes of those service staff, there are so many rich people they have seen, and millionaires and billionaires are not uncommon. Those nouveau riche with a little money are simply a lot of catches.

Obviously, in her eyes, the three white-haired men were the type of people who were caught by a lot.

The private room on the second floor is a bit similar to the bathhouse in the yard. It looks like a small suite. There is a bathhouse in the living room, and the water inside is a little red. It smells like some Chinese medicine should have been added.

There are several small rooms around the living room. Each room has a massage bed, a TV, and a small pool.

These services alone reflect two words: high-end!

The second floor is like this, so what about the third, fourth and fifth floors? All three of them became curious.

On the second floor, guests have no right to choose a massage lady by themselves. Only when they become members and arrive on the third floor can they have the opportunity to choose a massage technician by themselves.

After soaking in the living room for a while, the three of them wrapped themselves in bathrobes and entered the same room. After a while, they couldn't wait to press the button at the head of the bed.

This button is to summon the technician to come in and massage.

After pressing the button, Xing Man lay on the bed, looking forward to what kind of beauty his technician would be?

Soon, the three technicians walked into the box. They were all dressed very coolly, and the fabric was obviously insufficient, so they could only cover the key position. The figure and face were definitely worthy of the word "beauty".

The person who walked into Xing Nan's room was a little girl. She was obviously a little nervous and nervous. During this period, she had been learning massage. This was her first practice, and her mood was inevitably nervous and complicated.

At the same time, I was a little worried whether the guest inside would be a pervert or an evil uncle.

Standing at the door, she covered her chest, took a few breaths, adjusted her breathing, and when her nervous mood slowly calmed down, she mustered up the courage, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Listening to the footsteps coming in outside the door, Xing Man closed his eyes, a little expectant and scared. He didn't dare to look at him directly. If he was not a beauty, he would be very disappointed!

The girl asked Xing very professionally, "Sir, can you start?"
Chapter completed!