Chapter 493: Chapter 493: Acclaid Actor Chapter 493: Chapter 493: Acclaid Actor Because the police chief was worried about another fiasco, Yan Sinian wore an earpiece when he went in.
The sounds inside were broadcast in the car.
The veteran detective driving and the police chief heard Yan Sinian’s voice, and for a mont there was silence in the car.
After a while, the old detective chuckled, “I didn’t expect Dr. Yan to have this side to him.”
The police chief agreed, “Yes, indeed, quite the actor. I think he wouldn’t have any problem switching careers to beco an actor.”
Only Yue Qingqing’s face was filled with embarrassnt; after all, her senior brother was obviously imitating the second senior brother.
That carefree tone was spot on…
The waiters inside were clearly overwheld by Yan Sinian’s deanor, their efficiency extraordinarily high.
In just a few minutes, a group of giggly girls were standing in front of Yan Sinian.
They surrounded him tightly, almost forming a human screen.
There were all types and shapes, plump and slender alike.
The overwhelming scent of perfu nearly choked Yan Sinian.
“Boss, take a look, is there anyone here to your liking?”
The girls stared at Yan Sinian with burning gazes, and at the stack of hundred-dollar bills on the table.
They had heard from the manager that a big sucker had co along, but none of them expected him to be so young.
Even with sunglasses halfway down his nose, one could tell the man was quite handso.
At least much better than those greasy, potbellied n they were usually asked to accompany.
The girls imdiately cooed, “Hello, boss.”
The manager respectfully asked, “Boss, which ones would you like to stay?”
Yan Sinian waved his hand casually, “Keep them all.”
The manager was stunned, and his smile beca sowhat forced, “Aren’t there too many for just one person?”
Yan Sinian didn’t care and pulled out another stack of money from his bag.
Slap!
“I said keep them all.”
The manager struggled, “But the other guests…”
Slap! Slap!
Yan Sinian glanced over, “Not enough?”
The manager completely gave in, wondering where this rich second generation ca from.
“Enough, enough, I was just worried there wouldn’t be enough seats.”
Yan Sinian said offhandedly, “Then put all these tables together.”
He had arrived early, and the dance floor hadn’t completely livened up yet; the patrons were few and scattered, and the seats nearby were still temporarily vacant.
Looking at the several stacks of money on the table, the manager eventually signaled a few waiters to join the tables together, forming a ring.
The girls rarely saw such a spendthrift custor, all vying to squeeze next to Yan Sinian.
Yan Sinian took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of extrely indifferent eyes.
With just one casual glance, the approaching girls imdiately froze, oddly not daring to move any closer.
After perfectly conveying “Don’t ss with ” with his eyes,
Yan Sinian nodded in satisfaction at the girls, who sat down tremblingly.
“I have no other hobbies than enjoying a lively scene, the livelier the better,” he said, tilting his chin at the manager, “bring ten bottles of your best foreign liquor.”
The manager, who had already been led by the nose by Yan Sinian, imdiately nodded and hurried off to fetch the liquor.
The ladies exchanged glances, shocked by Yan Sinian’s good looks, yet the atmosphere sohow felt oppressively subdued.
For a ti, no one dared to speak.
Yan Sinian took the initiative to break the ice, “Just sitting here is boring, why don’t we play a ga?”
The girls breathed a sigh of relief and imdiately responded.
“What ga does the boss like to play? ‘Little Bee’ or ‘Catch Fingers’?”
“How about playing ‘Pass the Toothpick’?”
The gas played at the nightclub naturally had a flirtatious elent, and upon hearing them, Yan Sinian felt like frowning.
Then a girl took out a toothpick from the container on the table, placed it in her mouth, and demonstrated with another girl.
They passed the toothpick from mouth to mouth, breaking it in half after each pass.
Eventually, the toothpick beca too short, and the faces naturally ca together—a very erotic scene.
But all Yan Sinian wanted to do was lecture them on public health prevention and managent.
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