Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 257 Your Flower Ticket (Part 3)
"If I join, BasaraKing and Ukyo Tachibana will be out of business. I don't like taking other people's jobs, or I'll be hated." Gen Chinushi shrugged with a smile. There was a hint of arrogance in his words, as if to imply that as soon as he leaves, all the gigolos here will be trash.
Lu Mingfei thought to herself, "Just because you look so good in women's clothing doesn't mean you're the best gigolo. This is a technical job! Do you know how girls feel? Do you know how to comfort a hurt girl? Do you know that most of those customers are emotionally traumatized? No, you don't know. You only care about your Onii-chan! Don't underestimate our gigolo business, Baga Yalu! You amateur!"
You have to be of the same mind with the people you work for wherever you want to make a living. Although she has only been in the industry for a few days, Lu Mingfei has already regarded herself as a member of Takamagahara and has never thought about her situation. Looking at the entire history of Japanese gigolos, there is probably no such fraud as her who disguises herself as a man to make a living. However, she is still very firm in her position and thinks that Genjiro is bragging.
"Then I can't think of what you can do with us. Logically, we all have the same stance now. You, the fierce ghosts, are being held hostage by the Eight Snake Clans, and we are also being closely watched. It's not good to have contact like this. Be careful not to get caught in the same trap." Lu Mingfei reminded.
"Since we are all on the same boat, shouldn't we get closer?" Yuan Zhinv approached Lu Mingfei and whispered in her ear as if to whisper something. "I know Kaguya has blocked your contact with Kassel Academy. It must be uncomfortable to hide in a place like this. Genji Heavy Industries is just a few blocks away. I can probably guess what you want to do and can provide you with some help."
"So what's the price?" Lu Mingfei asked.
We can't take good things for granted just because they happen all the time. The first time Genji appeared was a reminder, and the second time was a guide. It would be strange to say that he didn't consider it at all. In Akihabara, he also admitted that he had his own ulterior motives.
"I can't tell you now, but I believe that as long as you have seen those things, you will naturally want to have a closer relationship with me." Yuan Zhinu smiled mysteriously. Although they were both smiles, Lu Mingfei could only smile in three or five different ways, while Yuan Zhinu could smile in thousands of ways. He should be thankful that he was not the real sister of the Yuan family, otherwise even Yuan Zhisheng would have fallen into the field of orthopedics long ago.
"So confident? Wouldn't it be a good show if you got slapped in the face?" Lu Mingfei remained calm, always feeling like the source girl was seducing her. Maybe what he meant was to go to bed with the senior brothers shoulder to shoulder? After all, they all liked his Onii-chan so much, it didn't seem impossible to have more handsome guys...
Ah, bah, bah! What are you thinking about? Lu Mingfei quickly pulled her increasingly deviated thoughts back on track.
"You are members of the secret party, which means you are easy to control and are the messengers of justice in the world of mixed-bloods." Yuan Zhinv said without any reservation, "Once there is a risk of the dragon clan's secrets being leaked, or someone tries to take advantage of the dragon clan's bloodline, it is equivalent to touching the bottom line of Kassel Academy. As members of the secret party, you have the obligation to deal with it, right?"
"As long as you can prove it, we will do our best to help." Lu Mingfei's answer was very affirmative. Whether it was Caesar or Chu Zihang, their answers to this question would be the same as hers.
"Then things will be very simple. You don't even need to do anything. I will prove it to you, and then you will naturally come to my ship."
"I'll wait and see, but I probably don't have time to accompany you right now." Lu Mingfei glanced at the time and it was almost time for her to go on stage. "I have a performance tonight. Caesar and Chu Zihang will be with me. If you have a lot of free time, we can talk about the rest after the performance."
"Oh! It seems that I am really lucky today!" Yuan Zhinv's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands like a child seeing candy. He is an actor himself, and it is a happy thing for him to appreciate the performances of others.
"... Actually, you don't have to be so excited. To be honest, this is my first time on a formal stage, and I'm a little nervous." Seeing how excited Yuan Zhinv was, Lu Mingfei became nervous. She had prepared for this long ago, and felt that she would have no problem taking on this wave with her recent popularity. But now, someone suddenly praised her performance before she even went on stage, which made her feel uneasy.
"But you're the girl I've taken a fancy to. You won't be stumped by such a small matter." Yuan Zhinv continued to applaud and cheer. With her bright smile, she looked as pure as a Japanese drama heroine, as if she was already a fan of Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei, the underground idol, was about to embark on her first battlefield in her life.
How abominable! How could there be such a cute boy in the world? If Yuan Zhinu was really a girl, Lu Mingfei would definitely become her best friend! If nothing else, she just likes the beauty of a beautiful girl. The beautiful little female thief is the most beautiful treasure in the world!
"You say that as if you're in love with me..." At this point, Lu Mingfei could only say some nonsense to calm herself down.
"What if?" Yuan Zhinv tilted her head and smiled, revealing 100% of her feminine power.
"Oh my god!" Lu Mingfei really couldn't stand this kind of seductive guy anymore. Standing in front of him, she felt like she was entering a realm of continuous harm. The feminine power she had built up in her life so far was being ruthlessly crushed bit by bit. She patted her chest and trotted away from this damn battlefield.
The black Rolls-Royce was traveling along the long streets of Shinjuku district, but it was having a hard time moving because there had been a car accident at the intersection ahead. Traffic control was in progress and there was a bit of a traffic jam. The traffic police were waving their arms and blowing their whistles wildly to direct vehicles to move forward.
This is very common in Shinjuku District. After all, it is a well-known prosperous area, and it is also the famous Kabukicho. In addition to groups of drunkards and girlfriends on the street, there are also a lot of foreign tourists. In addition, there are passers-by who are trying to attract customers, as well as cosplayers. It is simply a hodgepodge of all kinds of people.
Jiude Mai tapped the steering wheel impatiently with her fingertips. She wore sunglasses and a black suit with wide-leg pants, looking like a female bodyguard, full of murderous intent. Just now, the guy behind her honked at her impatiently. Jiude Mai leaned out of the car window and took off her glasses to look back. Just with this look, the arrogant drunk driver was stunned. The golden pupils looked like a wild beast hidden in the crowd.
The female bodyguard could kill anyone who blocked her way, but she couldn't make her car fly in the rolling traffic. For someone who always did things at her own pace, traffic jams were really unbearable. If it was Jiude Mai herself, she would rather not even drive and walk, rather than waste dozens of minutes of her life. But now there was someone in the back seat, and as a temporary babysitter, she could only sit here to kill time, twisting and turning as if there were a plate of nails under her buttocks, and she always felt uncomfortable no matter how she sat.
Eri was not worried about the traffic jam. Following Jude Mai's request, she wore a low-key black lolita and a British tea party hat to block her vision. When she was in the car, she always leaned on the car window to look out. In her eyes, this rainy and slightly gloomy city was obviously fresh, lively and colorful. Whenever a huge neon sign appeared, she would twist her neck to follow it. At this time, the expression on her face was like a five or six-year-old child who traveled with her parents for the first time to see the world.
Mai Jude stared at Eri's every move through the rearview mirror. She had no expression and nothing to say. The car was kept absolutely silent, as if the passengers and the driver lived in two different worlds. As a ninja, Mai Jude rarely felt anything about the things around her. Emotions had to be controlled, and even erased at critical moments. In her eyes, Eri was just a beautiful doll that could be manipulated at will. Thinking this way, she would not have any random thoughts.
"Miss Heron?" Someone came from the front of the car, took a look at the license plate, climbed over the fence and knocked on the window.
"It's me." Jiude Mai rolled down the car window and saw a male waiter wearing a suit and white gloves outside. His hair was fixed with hairspray and looked bright and shiny. Even in the rain, it still stood proudly. I really didn't know how much hair he had been sprayed.
"Great! It's really hard for you to handle so many cars!" The man showed a happy look, took out a card from his pocket and handed it to him with both hands, "This is the pass that the boss has designated for you."
Jiude Mai took the pass and nodded in approval, then closed the car window again. What the ninja bodyguard couldn't do might be something that others could do. Now it was the turn of the accounting girl Su Enxi to come on the scene. With her connections in the business world, it was easy for her to get a traffic control pass.
The nannies really took great pains to take good care of Eri. The Gangster Princess said she wanted to watch Lu Mingfei's performance. Not to mention the traffic jam, even if the road ahead suddenly collapsed, the nannies would have to get a helicopter over so that she could get to the nanny group in time. As long as she was happy, Lu Mingfei would be happy too. If Lu Mingfei was happy, the boss would be happier too. Everything was worth it.
The traffic moved slowly forward . Jiude Mai stretched out her pass from the car window. The traffic police immediately showed a respectful look. He didn't know who the big shot in the car was, but he still immediately made the best route for the Rolls-Royce. Jiude Mai stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the store in Takama-ga-hara. The towering neon sign made the name of Takama-ga-hara stand out against the sky, shining exceptionally brightly. Humpback Whale naturally thought that Takama-ga-hara was the largest nightclub among the leaders of Shinjuku, so the sign had to shine all night long. Despite the rain, there were still welcoming waiters standing under the sign at the door of the store, wearing snow-white gloves. There was an endless stream of customers coming in . They were radiant when they went in, and basically relied on support when they came out.
Eri looked up at the quaint and beautiful building, which was now even more ostentatious and magnificent. Her eyes widened for a moment, because it reminded her of the Sakura Wars. Sakura was a beautiful idol girl, right? If there was a crisis in the city, the stage behind her would crack when she was performing, and a steam-powered warship would fly out of the dock under the stage. Sakura would jump up, put on her magic armor, and fly to the battlefield in front of everyone's eyes to protect the peace of the world.
Sakura is awesome!
The car door opened, and Mai Jude held a black umbrella to block the rear door. When Eri came out, she led Eri across the puddles on the roadside. There was no need to bother driving the car to the parking lot. Su Enxi's arrangement was perfect. The guy who delivered the pass was running all the way here, and the car keys were inserted in the car. Parking the car was his next task. Mai Jude only needed to take care of the underworld princess.
"Miss Heron? Please follow me." The waiter immediately recognized the guest as soon as he saw her. This was the guest the boss specifically asked to entertain. He bowed respectfully and led them in. After a few steps, he turned and walked towards the secret VIP passage.
Those who come to Takama-ga-hara are all well-known socialites, including some bigwigs who are not convenient to show up in public. As long as you spend money to buy a VIP card, Takama-ga-hara will naturally give you the VIP treatment you deserve. If you don't want to meet other people, you can take the VIP passage directly to the second floor, where you can overlook the stage with a wide view , and the secret dark box can be switched between sound insulation and isolation from the outside world at any time.
Eri seemed very excited. She looked around a little dishonestly while sitting on the chair. Everything in Takamagahara was new to her, whether it was the floor that reflected her elegance, the classical church candlesticks, the dazzling lights that rotated and interlaced, or the closed observation deck. How could the Snake Eight Clan bring her to such a romantic place? They never thought that Eri needed to know these things. She was adopted as a decisive battle weapon. A weapon should be well kept in a sword case, carefully wiped and maintained, until it was tempered into a weapon and unsheathed to defeat the enemy. Nothing else was needed.
Most people who come to such a glamorous place for the first time will either be dazzled or feel uncomfortable because of the overly noisy atmosphere. Now is the time to heat up the atmosphere before the stage play, so the sound system in the dance floor is completely deafening at full power. The girls' high-decibel screams and cheers resound through the sky, and the fluttering short skirts and high heels collide intimately with every swinging movement. The shining earrings and sequins on the skirts always make people close their eyes and give way.
Eri didn't have that feeling. She had never seen such a lively place before. She simply didn't sit on the comfortable sofa but stood up and lay on the one-way translucent viewing glass to look down. This kind of noise was particularly exciting to her. She didn't know why those people were so happy, but just by looking at them she felt as if she was one of them and would sway with them. But she couldn't dance, so she could only silently memorize their interlaced dance steps in her mind.
