8 Days in Paradise (Part 1)

  This is a six-story building. At the entrance, there are two ladies in red cheongsam dresses. On the cement awning above the entrance, four neon lights form the Chinese characters: Tian Shang Ren Jian Entertainment City. Two white marble lion statues stand on either side of the aluminum alloy gate. The entrance is covered with a red carpet. The exterior wall of the hotel building is pasted with long rectangular white ceramic tiles, and all windows are made of white plastic steel and tempered glass. Almost every window has an outdoor air conditioning unit installed on the outer wall.

  The three of them walked into the first floor lobby, where a middle-aged man with a neat and tidy appearance, his hair slicked back in a small part, approached them: "Director Qian has brought two beautiful women to my entertainment city today, what an honor! The private room you booked is on the 6th floor, in the song and dance hall, number 3. I'll take you there by elevator."

  "Boss Wang, how's business at our entertainment city today?"

  "Not bad. Since you brought in some 'soft' and 'hard' liquor, the amount of drinks has increased a lot, and there are many more customers than before."

  "In a few days, Meimei Art School will send a group of female students to our entertainment city for internship. You need to arrange accommodation and meals for those eight 'girls'. Don't be too stingy with the drinks bill, let those student girls feel at ease during their internship in our entertainment city. Leader Zhang, you should entertain them more."

  "Don't worry, Mr. Qian, I'll arrange everything well." - "Mr. Qian, please!"

  The package manager led the three of them to the elevator room next to the service counter and took the elevator directly to the sixth floor song and dance hall. The ballroom was spacious, about 1000 square meters, with dim lighting, only the large dance lights on the ceiling throwing colorful light columns. On the left side of the entrance were two small round tables and a set of fabric sofas, and on the right side was the counter, in front of which was a row of high stools, with several men sitting on the stools drinking beer. Behind the counter was a male bartender mixing drinks, with a row of nearly spotless high-footed glass cups hanging above the counter, behind which were two large wine cabinets, filled with wine, beer, XO, and other beverages. On the far left and right sides of the ballroom were six well-decorated small private rooms. In the middle was the dance floor, behind which was the stage, where a slender, heavily made-up girl was singing a love song, accompanied by a small band with a drummer, electronic guitarist, violinist, saxophonist, and others. Above the dance floor, on the ceiling, hung a ball-shaped five-color large rotating lamp with a diameter of over one meter, constantly spinning. On either side of the dance floor and stage were six brand-new glass-topped small round tables, next to which was a set of black leather sofas.

  At this time, the elevator door opened in the distance, and a group of 17 or 18-year-old boys and girls came out. There were three girls and two boys. They came to the bar, where one of the boys with golden hair and a pale face asked the "princess" behind the counter if she had any "hard medicine". The princess with chestnut-colored straight hair said yes, how much did they want? Another boy, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth and hugging a small beauty with colorful makeup, stretched out one hand, bending his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, and extending his thumb and little finger to gesture "six". The princess understood the meaning and took out three packages of two pills each from the drawer. These pills were either golden crown-shaped or orange-yellow round tablets. The boy with the cigarette pulled out a stack of 100-yuan bills from his pocket, threw out 12 bills, and then threw out 5 more 100-yuan bills, saying: "Give us four bottles of beer, one bottle of wine, and some fruit to room number one." After that, he led the other four boys and girls into the dance hall with a swagger.

  Next on stage were five women wearing three-point style, heavily made-up and sexy, four of whom were backup dancers, and the lead was a fashionably dressed and sexy female singer. After they gave a brief introduction in a trance-like state, the whistling and lewd catcalls from the bad guys tempted them to say some flirtatious and provocative words and make some seductive gestures to those perverts. The deafening disco music started again, and a flashy young man jumped onto the stage, shaking his head and swinging his hair wildly with these sexy women, and soon two more perverts jumped onto the stage and hugged these sexy women to get "high". Xiaoyu saw several men who looked like bosses ask those student girls to go dance with them, and they followed those men into the dance pool one after another.

  The package manager led the three to the door of compartment 3 and politely left. Heavily made-up Ayala pulled in Little Rain, who was looking around, into this compartment.

  Inside the private room, apart from a floor-standing air conditioner in the corner, there was also a high-end home theater system and a set of combined sofas. Next to the sofa was a karaoke machine. The colorful lights emitted by the ceiling and wall lamps, the beautiful light music playing in her ears, and the cool temperature made Xiaoyu feel a bit dizzy. A princess (female waitress) arranged ice-cold drinks, beer, fruit, desserts, and three cups of coffee on the tea table, then smiled politely at Qian Zong: "Mr. Qian, two beauties please enjoy slowly. If you need anything, just let the princess or young master at the counter outside know." After finishing speaking, she left.

  "Aya, Xiaoyu, you can choose any song you want to sing and click on it on the screen of this karaoke machine."

  "I don't know how." Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and hesitated.

  "I'll teach you." Qian Zong walked up, knelt down behind Xiaoyu, put one hand on her shoulder and the other hand grasped hers to click on the screen. Xiaoyu's heart started racing, she bit her lip: calm down, calm down, this kind of physical contact is nothing for a massage girl. When I give massages to customers, except for their second brother, I have to massage every part of their body. That kind of skin contact often gives me the urge to be intimate with men, especially some dishonest customers like Qian Zong who always try to take advantage of me. But I always bite my lip and endure it, or stop the massage and seriously advise the customer not to move their hands or feet. One time, I was alone in a room giving a massage to a pervert, he didn't listen to my repeated warnings, hugged me in his arms, I shouted and hit him, my sisters heard and came to rescue me, and we avoided a dangerous situation. From then on, I refused to be alone with a customer in the VIP massage room.

  After finishing the song, Qian Zong handed a cup of Nescafe coffee on the tea table to Xiaoyu, then handed it to Xiaoya sitting next to her, and casually sat down beside Xiaoyu and took a sip of coffee.

  "Have you ever had coffee? At first, it's a bit unusual, a bit bitter, but once you get used to it, it's just like drinking tea." Qian Zong narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Qing's rosy cheeks and prominent chest.

  "I've had a drink. I like to drink coffee with sugar." Feng Qing took a sip of her coffee, feeling a bit uneasy, and slowly rubbed her hands between her thighs, avoiding eye contact. With my head down, he was so close to me that he must have seen my cleavage. He looked at me with such a lecherous gaze, as if he wanted to swallow me whole. Feng Qing quickly pulled out her left hand to grab the neckline of her shirt, trying to cover up her exposed cleavage.

  Xiaoyu sang a song by Liang Yanling "Like Fog, Like Rain, and Like Wind" and Yang Yunying's "The Red Spring". Whether it was flattery or not, Qian Zong applauded enthusiastically, and Aya also clapped her hands in encouragement. Next, Aya and Qian Zong sang a duet of Yang Yunying and Mao Ning's "Heart Rain".

  Qian finished singing and hooked his arm around Zhao Yating's neck, asking: "Aya, you said your twin sister also likes to sing 'Heart Rain', when can I take you to your hometown in Hunan to meet your sister Zhao Tingting who is studying at Changsha University?"

  "If you want to see my sister, then you have to promise to marry me." Zhao Yating scrunched up her nose and made a ghost face, reaching out to pinch Qian Zong's nose.

  "You must be out of your mind thinking I'd marry you! Come on, let's have a drink together, the three of us!"

  Qian and Zhao Yating had a beer, Qian Dawei suddenly mysteriously asked Xiaoyu sitting on his left: "Xiaoyu, guess what gift I gave you today?"

  Xiaoyu was stunned by his words and it took her a while to come back to herself: "A gift? For me? What kind of gift, can you let me see?"

  "Money is always biased! Giving gifts to Xiao Yu but not giving me any?" Zhao Yating pouted and gave Qian Dawei a white eye on the right.

  "Didn't I give you a gift last week? Today is Xiaoyu's first time out singing and dancing with me, so it's only fair that I prepare a gift for her too."

  "What gift did Qian give to Aya last week?"

  A gold ring.

  "A gold ring? That's at least a thousand yuan."

  "The ring is one thousand six hundred yuan."

  "Money is really generous!"

  "It's nothing much. - If you can get it, I'll give it to you." He led Xiaoyu to the side of the long sofa and deliberately raised a beautifully packaged red plastic gift box in front of Xiaoyu.

  Xiaoyu couldn't help but pounce over to grab the thing in his hand, but he quickly hid the gift box behind him, leaving Xiaoyu empty-handed. Xiaoyu tried to pull back, but her body tilted and she fell heavily into his arms. Xiaoyu hastily got up, trying to leave his embrace, but her body involuntarily leaned back again. It turned out that he took advantage of the opportunity to put his arm around Xiaoyu's waist. Xiaoyu didn't struggle, obediently lying in his arms.

  "I'm so fed up with this! I'm going to the restroom." Zhao Yating suddenly stood up, grabbed her black handbag from the sofa, made a big face at Qian Zong, and stormed out of the private room.

  "Don't mind her. - You close your eyes, I say open them and you can open them." Qian Dawei said mysteriously, pointing at Xiaoyu's eyes. Xiaoyu felt a surge of emotions in her heart: Fine, I'll follow you, let's see what this rascal wants to do with me? Before long, his warm fingers stroked the back of Xiaoyu's neck, and she felt something like a necklace being put around her neck.

  "Alright, take a look then." His voice sounded again.

  Xiao Yu excitedly stroked the necklace with her hand, lowered her head and opened her eyes to look, wow! A golden chain was hanging around her neck, and a heart-shaped pendant with an emerald diamond was suspended in front of her white chest.

  "It's too beautiful!" Xiaoyu couldn't help but kiss the diamond with her lips, staring at Qian Dawei's face which was flushed with excitement. "Is this for me?" Xiaoyu saw Qian Dawei nod slightly and realized that it wasn't a dream, it was reality. She smiled sweetly and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Qian! Thank you!"

  "A simple 'thank you' is not enough. You have to show some affection, little beauty!" Qian Dawei's eyes were filled with infatuation as he gently stroked Xiaoyu's face, and when he saw Xiaoyu close his eyes in a daze, he placed both hands on top of his and continued to caress them.

  Xiao Yu listened and opened her eyes with a soft voice: "How can I express it?"

  David Chiang thought for a moment and said: "Kiss me for at least thirty seconds."

  "A kiss? At least thirty seconds?" Xiaoyu's face turned red with shame, she left Qian Dawei's arms and sat on the sofa, covering her mouth in surprise.

  "What's wrong? Our little Yu doesn't have the guts, does she?" Qian Dawei stood up and walked to the door of the private room, closed it, and then sat down next to Little Yu.

  Xiaoyu's heart is racing: What to do? Am I, Xiaoyu, too cheap? For this gold necklace, I'd sell my first kiss? Sell my soul? If this gets out, will I still have the face to see my family? Will I still have the face to meet my future partner?

  "It's just a kiss, no need to make a big deal out of it. Besides, there's only you and me in this private room, I won't say anything, you won't say anything, who else will know that we kissed?" David Qian said as he put his hand on Xiaoyu's shoulder, coaxing her.

  "This is too scary, I'd rather give you a peck on the cheek." Xiaoyu said with a blush, shrugging her shoulders and lowering her head.

  "Alright. Thirty seconds too." David said, closing his eyes and leaning his face towards Xiaoyu's.

  It's just a peck, closing your eyes for thirty seconds will pass quickly. A peck can get this over 1,000 yuan necklace, it's like a pie falling from the sky! Not picking it up is stupid! Xiaoyu thought of this and mustered up the courage to close her eyes and pucker up her fragrant and red lips to kiss Davie's cheek.