Chapter 308: grand occasion
In the VIP box upstairs, Fu Feishen and a few friends rarely had time to get together, and inevitably, they all drank a lot.
Fortunately, the wines of several people are very good, they will not cause trouble, and they will not be crazy.
Also, he wasn't really drunk and unconscious.
Just, my mind is a little dizzy.
At this time, Fu Feishen was resting on the sofa, and the phone in his pocket vibrated for the fifth time.
I don't know who it is, but he sent a message with such perseverance?
I didn't care about it four times before, this is the fifth time, I took out my phone.
Um?
Bank card consumption information?
The brain is a little duller than usual.
Reaching out and rubbing his eyebrows, he recovered a bit.
Looking at the merchant's name on the consumer side, his eyes widened a lot for a while.
Blue Night Club?
Looking up, his eyes circled around the box.
The friend on the side saw this and asked aloud:
"Feishen, what's wrong?"
Fu Feishen shook his head:
"I go out for a while."
Ah.
It's not a big problem, it's just that some people spend their money downstairs with their cards.
Also, the card was swiped five times.
The first time I only brushed more than 200 yuan, not much.
But the second time, it was like riding a rocket on TM, and directly brushed seven figures, 1,030,000.
The third time, one hundred thousand.
The fourth time, 80,000.
Five times, thirty thousand.
Even if it adds up to more than one million, even for President Fu, it is not even a drop in the bucket.
However, we still have to see who is the little thief who ate the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard?
Outside the door, the bodyguard saw someone coming out and hurried forward:
"Mr. Fu."
The downstairs is so lively at the moment, the waves of screams are basically unbroken, and the roaring makes people's brains buzzing.
"what happened?"
The bodyguard looked a little weird:
"President Fu, it's the young master."
Um?
Fu Feishen's pupils trembled, and then suddenly shrank:
"Who?"
Did you hear it wrong or did the bodyguard say it wrong?
"Cough, Mr. Fu, it's the young master below."
Good, finally sure I heard correctly.
"Why is he here? Who brought him here?"
While talking, people have already strode downstairs.
Several bodyguards immediately followed:
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Feng brought the young master here. Mr. Feng is from the second young master."
Fu Feishen was still wondering who Mr. Feng was?
This time it's clear.
"Fu Er's person?"
"Yes!"
......
On the dance floor, Feng Ming, who was so ecstatic, seemed to have finally remembered something and pushed out of the crowd.
Good guy, when I see it, I call it good guy!
On the other side of the booth, the inner three floors and the outer three floors are all girls from the bar atmosphere group.
The audience was filled with electronic smog, salutes and fireworks continued, and colorful sequins and pieces of paper were sprayed everywhere.
The little boy called Yile, standing on the table, clapped and cheered excitedly:
"Good-looking! Good-looking! Come again! A bigger 'bang'!"
Feng Ming squeezed several times, but failed to squeeze in.
Ruined!
It's really over this time!
Little Ancestor, you can take it easy and give your brother Ming a way to live!
At the request of the children, six staff members have been dispatched before, each holding a Gatling electronic fireworks gun, which can be regarded as the highest courtesy of the atmosphere group.
But obviously, the children are still not very satisfied.
No, four more fireworks guns were added all at once.
"Bang!"
Ten Gatlings were fired at once, and there were six salutes in each of the salutes.
Paper tossed, sequins, fluttering from the ceiling, all fell on the children a lot.
Around, there are already many people holding up their mobile phones to take pictures and record videos.
After all, it's the first time I've seen a grand event like tonight!
Of course to record.