The Super Universe Leveling Game

"My surname is Ye. What do you need, sir?" Manager Yan's eyes carried a trace of scrutiny. He couldn't see through Dongfang Qingyu. The person who came here to play had a female companion.    

"It's nothing big. Bring two hundred thousand in cash. The waiter said he can't make the decision, so you can." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"I'll send it over immediately. Do you have any other instructions?" Manager Yan didn't find it strange. The guests who came here to play didn't have any strange requests. Many young masters were bored with their lives and wanted to play with excitement.    

"Give me the roster." Dongfang Qingyu said lightly, "Don't bring that kind of common goods here. My appetite is very good."    

"Understood!" Manager Yan waved his hand, and a waiter immediately brought the roster up.    

"This is it!" Dongfang Qingyu skillfully flipped open the roster. He did not look at the rest of the roster. He went past the first and second roster and chose the third one. Those who did not know would think that he knew the third roster.    

"Do you have any other instructions, sir?" Manager Yan's attitude was much more respectful. From Dongfang Qingyu's behavior, he could tell that he was a person who often came to this kind of occasion. This kind of person was either rich or noble and couldn't be offended.    

"A little bit of fruit and snacks. As for the rest, we'll talk about it later." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"Understood!" Manager Yan saw that Dongfang Qingyu was no longer looking at him, so he tactfully took his leave. Not long after, the 200,000 cash that Dongfang Qingyu wanted arrived. Princess Number Three knocked on the door and entered, almost at the same time. The waiter also came in with snacks and fruits.    

"Sit down, I have something to say to you." After the waiter left, Dongfang Qingyu stopped Princess No. 3 from coming over.    

"The person in the photo, I want to know which room he is in." Dongfang Qingyu turned on his phone and found the photo of Feng Huo Jiro.    

"Customer, this does not conform to the rules. We are not allowed to..." Princess Number Three rejected him subconsciously.    

Pah!    

A stack of RMB was thrown in front of Princess Number Three.    

"Don't worry, I won't cause trouble in 'Sweet Bean Club'. I just want to know where this person is." Dongfang Qingyu's tone was calm.    

"Customer, you can let me drink, dance, or even give you a massage, but -" Before Princess Number Three could finish speaking, Dongfang Qingyu threw another stack of RMB over.    

"One message for 20,000. It doesn't matter if you don't say it. If it were someone else, I believe they would know." Dongfang Qingyu said faintly.    

Princess Number Three's expression changed. She could not say the words of rejection. After thinking for a few seconds, she whispered, "Room 3106."    

"Is there more than 3,000 rooms in Sweet Bean Club?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"3 is the floor, 1 is the VIP room, and 06 is the room number." Princess Number 3 explained.    

"The money is yours." Dongfang Qingyu pointed at the two stacks of RMB.    

"Thank you, sir." Princess Number Three picked up the twenty thousand. The vigilance on her face disappeared and was replaced by a smile.    

"I want to know what's going on in the box. Do you have any ideas?" Dongfang Qingyu counted five stacks of money and placed them in front of Princess Number Three. His tone was neither hurried nor slow. "As long as you succeed, these will be yours. You don't have to worry about what I will do to hurt people. If I really want to do something bad, then... With my wealth, a lot of people will fight for it. There's no need for me to do it myself, so you don't have to worry about getting into trouble in the future."    

"Add another 20,000, I can install a mini camera in the private room" Princess Number Three gritted her teeth. Perhaps the 20,000 in front of her had broken through her defense line. Perhaps it was easy to earn money, but it was easier to make money than to be touched by customers. She felt that this method of earning money was better.    

"I'm in a hurry." Dongfang Qingyu grabbed three stacks of money and placed them in front of Princess Number Three. "Let's start with the ugly words. If you succeed, you can take all the money. If you fail, you don't have to come back."    

"How can I believe you?" Princess Number Three asked.    

"The phone connected to the camera should be yours, right?" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"I'll do it right away." Princess Number Three realized that as long as the phone was with her, Dongfang Qingyu would get nothing. Therefore, Dongfang Qingyu would definitely pay.    

Dongfang Qingyu thought it would take at least half an hour, but he did not know that it would not even take half of the time. Princess Number 3 came back. She opened the phone and took out the phone card. He put the phone on the table and said, "I'm giving you the phone. Can I take the money?"    

"Wait a minute." Dongfang Qingyu looked at the screen. It was the target of this trip, Feng Huo Jiro. There was also another man. He did not know how Princess No. 3 did it. The angle was just right for the two of them. The painting was very clear, and there was also a sound.    

"Are you going back on your word?" Princess Number 3 was shocked, and Lightning took back her phone.    

"I don't like to take advantage of others. These ten thousand yuan, treat it as buying your phone." Dongfang Qingyu grabbed another stack of money and threw it over.    

"Thank you!" Only then did Princess Number Three understand what Dongfang Qingyu meant. She revealed an embarrassed expression and respectfully put down her phone, then quickly put the money away.    

"Take the money back first. I guess you are not comfortable here either." Dongfang Qingyu waved his hand. Princess Number Three did not feel embarrassed at all. She said, I wish you a good time, Boss. Then she quickly took the money and left the room.    

"How did she do it?" Ah Jin, who hadn't spoken since entering the room, spoke. She was very surprised.    

"The cat has the cat, the snake has the snake. These people have been in the firework site for a long time. They have so many methods that it is hard to imagine." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"But, boss, aren't you being too generous?" Ah Jin felt a little heartache. In less than half an hour, they had earned 110,000. Many people didn't even earn 110,000 a year.    

"Money is a good thing, but it is only good when it is used." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

Ah Jin seemed to be lost in thought.    

"Feng Huo Jiro speaks Japanese. Do you know Japanese?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"No!" Ah Jin took out his phone, "But this isn't a problem. You can use the translation app."    

"I forgot. It can be translated." Dongfang Qingyu noticed that Feng Huo Jiro took out a document. In the video, the title of the document was Japanese. As for what it meant, he did not know.    

"This man is a writer. Feng Huo Jiro seems to want this writer to write an article for him. There are many requirements for the article." Ah Jin was wearing earphones. As he listened to the translation, he told Dongfang Qingyu.    

"Feng Huo Jiro also said that the other party's article last time was very good and hoped that the man would continue to work hard. At the same time, he mobilized more writers and writers to write articles. If the funds were not enough, he can provide it at any time. " As Ah Jin spoke, Dongfang Qingyu saw that Feng Huo Jiro had taken out a bank card and handed it to the man in the video.    

"It doesn't seem to be a big deal!" Dongfang Qingyu muttered in his heart. If it was just a trivial matter... Spending 110,000 yuan seemed to be a bit of a loss. However... He told Feng Huo directly that it was not that simple. Otherwise, why would Feng Huo Jiro come to the Sweet Bean Club? Wouldn't it be easier to say things elsewhere?    

"Feng Huo Jiro said that he can arrange for men's children and wives to work on the island. He can even arrange for them to join Japan's nationality and become a glorious Japanese," Ah Jin said.    

"His skin is really thick, and he is also glorious." Dongfang Qingyu began to look down on this male writer. He actually wanted to become a Japanese citizen. He did not have any culture at all. It was shameful, but his talent should also be limited.    

Dongfang Qingyu and Ah Jin both wanted to hear some information that they needed. However, the two of them were disappointed. Feng Huo Jiro kept reminding them about the articles. When Dongfang Qingyu was getting impatient and did not talk about anything else, feng Huo Jiro left the box. A few minutes later, the writer left as well. The room quieted down.    

Dongfang Qingyu and Ah Jin looked at each other. The development of this matter had exceeded their expectations.    

The content came from [Miegu Reading].