A Stern Devil

Chapter 38: The content of the first job

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When Fang Nan came back, his face had obviously been covered with makeup. Although the eyes are slightly red, the glasses are enough to cover them. She stopped me from taking off my clothes, and lightly ordered: "Just wear it." Then she ordered the sales lady to help me cut off the trademarks and the like, and then ignored my objection and threw away my original clothes up.

"You are going to meet people with me now, do you still want to carry a bag of clothes?" I felt that Fang Nan's indifferent tone seemed to be deliberately forced, as if he had accidentally revealed his mood swings just now, For fear of being seen through by me, I deliberately used double indifference to cover it up.

Although I am a little unhappy, I know that the price of the suit I am wearing now is enough to buy dozens of sets of my original clothes.

However, because it was Fang Nan who paid the money, probably the sales lady here has decided that I am a poor boy who was adopted...

We then went to the 24th floor, and it was only when we got out of the elevator that I realized that this is actually a salon that integrates leisure and entertainment! And it occupies an entire floor of the entire building!

Fang Nan is obviously a frequent visitor here, as soon as he entered the door, a man who looked like a manager greeted us and ushered us in respectfully.

Walking through a lounge along the way, there is a music cafe inside, which occupies a corner of the building. The closed floor-to-ceiling windows completely block the strong wind outside today, but the light appears to be sufficient. This place is not big, there are only about a dozen tables and single sofas. There are a few well-dressed men and women, but it seems that most of them are women. And at first glance, they are all rich women, and it is not known whether they are rich women or canaries raised by rich people.

"How do you like this place?" Fang Nan picked a seat for four near the corner, and then she sat down next to me.

"Paradise for the rich." There was no emotion in my tone.

The carpet is obviously handmade. It is said that this kind of carpet costs thousands of dollars for a palm! But it's really comfortable to step on. And the lamps on the ceiling are crystal, and when I passed by a table of people just now, I accidentally saw a man's cell phone on the table at that table.

It seems to be a brand starting with the letter V.

I can't remember the full name of this brand, but I was very impressed! This is a brand that specializes in making top-level mobile phones-don't think that these rich people will use those high-end products such as Nokia or Motorola in the China Mobile or China Unicom business halls like ordinary people. Don't even think that those mobile phones worth seven to eight thousand or tens of thousands are considered "high-end".

Not even close!

At least I know that this V brand mobile phone is specially for rich people. Ordinary mobile phones are made of plastic, and the better ones are metal... and this brand of mobile phones, it is said that the casing is made of an alloy! The role is to reduce the radiation of mobile phones to the human body to a minimum! At the same time, the fuselage is also inlaid with crystals or diamonds.

Moreover, the shape of the mobile phone is designed by top European masters!

Every mobile phone is manufactured and sold in limited quantities!

The lowest price of such a mobile phone starts from 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, and the highest price can even reach seven figures!

"You're right, but not complete." Fang Nan whispered: "Strictly speaking, this is a paradise for rich women. This is the best beauty and body center in the city, although there are also leisure facilities for men. Recreational items, but in general, female customers account for 90%. Most of the men who come here are accompanied by female companions."

At this time, a waiter next to him had already walked over, bent down and said in a respectful voice: "Miss Fang, you are here. Would you like to rest for a while, or..."

"Take a break first." Fang Nan said lightly, "I'm still waiting for someone."

"Yes." The waiter smiled very professionally: "Then may I ask you and this gentleman, do you need something to drink?"

"I'll just follow the old rules." Fang Nan ordered, then looked at me again: "What about you?"

I rubbed my nose and was about to ask to take a look at the tea list. Fang Nan had already seen my embarrassment, and a smile appeared on his face: "You can drink coffee. The Blue Mountain coffee here is good, and you can't drink it elsewhere. Arrived."

When the waiter left, Fang Nan glanced at me, raised her eyebrows and said, "What? You don't like coffee?"

I shook my head: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just Blue Mountain coffee, it's available in any coffee shop, why can't I drink it?"

Fang Nan was startled, then looked at me and smiled.

To be honest, this is the first time since I saw her that she showed such a smile from the heart, not the kind of reserved smile that was deliberately pretended. The original indifference on her face was swept away, looking at her smile, it was as if a thousand-year-old glacier melted under the spring breeze, and the original indifference that was deliberately made disappeared in an instant! The seductive style between the eyebrows makes me feel a wave of heart...

Realizing that I was looking at her, the smile on Fang Nan's face subsided, sighed, and said: "Forget it, let me explain to you. You will accompany me to many occasions in the future, so as not to make jokes." After a while, she said coldly: "You said that Blue Mountain coffee is everywhere? Then it seems that you, like most young people, don't know it at all."

Later, following Fang Nan's remark, I realized that I was really joking.

Blue Mountain Coffee…

I think most people can walk into any cafe on the street and see these four words on the menu. It can be said that it is everywhere...

Blue Mountain Coffee comes from the Blue Mountains of Jamaica. Of course, this is indicated in black and white on the menus of all coffee shops in the country.

However, among the tens of thousands of people who drink tens of dollars a cup of "Blue Mountain Coffee" in coffee shops every day, few of them know that what they (they) drink is all fake!

Blue Mountain coffee is famous all over the world, but the Blue Mountain of Jamaica is such a big place, the output is limited after all. How many coffee shops are there in all large, medium and small cities in China? How many teahouses? How many people drink the so-called Blue Mountain coffee every day? What a huge consumption that is!

Is it possible

Fang Nan told me a fact that surprised me: Jamaica has never exported Blue Mountain coffee beans to China!

However, under the distribution of the International Coffee Organization, the Blue Mountain coffee that has flowed into China is actually very, very rare! Very little!

In the whole of China, there are only a few big cities, and the Blue Mountain coffee sold in a few very high-end cafes is real! There seem to be less than ten such cafes in the whole country!

So what is the "Blue Mountain Coffee" that is available in almost every company on the market? Ninety-nine percent of the coffee beans are from Hainan, China. And... ridiculously, most of them are cheap duds!

Most of the so-called white-collar workers, the so-called petty bourgeoisie, the so-called fashionable young people just read a few sour articles with petty bourgeoisie, pursue fashion, pursue the so-called style, and regard drinking Blue Mountain coffee as fashion... In fact, they are all laymen! You foolish fool!

"If you think about it, every city in China has hundreds of coffee shops and teahouses, and each of them sells the so-called 'Blue Mountain Coffee'. If what they sell is real... Hmph! All the coffee production is exported to China, which is far from enough." Fang Nan said here, the waiter had already served the coffee.

Looking at the brown liquid in this exquisite cup in front of me, I couldn't help but smile bitterly on my face.

I also often chat with my friends at the big names in teahouses, and occasionally order two cups of coffee to be arty. But it never occurred to him that what he drank was fake.

Fang Nan twirled the small silver spoon with two fingers, and stirred it twice in the cup. His fingers naturally formed an orchid finger posture, which was quite elegant. He looked at me and took a sip, and said with a smile: "How do you feel?" ?The special feature of Blue Mountain Coffee is sweetness, sourness, and bitterness, and these three flavors are very delicately matched.”

I thought about it, then sighed, and smiled honestly: "I'm sorry, I can't drink the feeling you said at all. To be honest, in my mouth, all the Blue Mountain coffees are the same as those in the bag. There is no difference in the Nestle, they all taste the same."

Fang Nan really smiled this time, and there was a touch of kindness in her smile: "You speak very honestly."

I shrugged my shoulders: "It's not honesty, it's just telling a simple fact. I'm not a so-called petty bourgeoisie, and I don't know how to slap a swollen face and pretend to be fat. I don't know how to taste. There's nothing to be ashamed of." After a pause, I smiled and said: "In my opinion, drinking coffee is worse than drinking tea, and drinking tea is worse than drinking cold boiled water..."

Fang Nan covered her mouth and smiled, then took a deep look at me, and said slowly, "I'm starting to find you very interesting."

After a pause, she asked, "Can you play billiards?"

"You mean snooker? Or pool? I know a little bit." I nodded; "The level is not bad."

"Well, what about playing cards? Since you know Cangyu, you should be familiar with the various ways of playing in the casino, right?"

I nod.

"Okay." The smile on Fang Nan's face faded, and he said seriously: "There will be two guests coming later, a man and a woman. I will accompany that lady to go to the spa. As for you, your task today is to be by the side. Play ball or cards with that man at the recreation center."

After a pause, she cautiously added: "I don't care what method you use, you must lose, and you must not lose too much, the best score is very close!" After a pause, she explained: "If you lose too much, Then the opponent will lose interest in the game because it is not challenging. You have to keep him interested, and at the same time let him win the fun!"

I nodded, but what Fang Nan said afterwards made me a little nervous.

"Chen Yang, don't think that things are easy. That man plays at a very high level...and he is said to be an honorary member of a professional club." She repeatedly urged: "Remember, you are only allowed to lose, not to win! But absolutely not Losing too much! Remember, remember!" Probably feeling uneasy about me, he added: "If you mess up, you're dead!"

What's interesting is that being stared at by this kind of woman with natural winking eyes, which should be full of murderous and threatening eyes, turned into charming eyes for no reason... This feeling is actually quite cool.