Luke said nothing more.
2-kao is an old-fashioned famous store, the top venue in New York, where celebrities and celebrities go there the most, and a table reservation starts at $1,000.
It's not that the money is too much to a certain extent, it's purely a waste of money to go there.
This is the same as the 9998 private customized mobile phone sold by Titanium Mobile Phone Company.
People who pay for this kind of extravagant consumption are generally people who must maintain their own grades.
Ordinary middle-class people don't have this need. It's good to go in for a walk occasionally and come back to talk. If you go too much, your quality of life will be greatly affected.
When Han sent the parking attendant away worriedly and came back, he saw a round-faced girl of average height and not particularly beautiful, but sweet looking beside the three of Luke.
He thought it was Luke's friend, but Luke waved: "Han, we just met a new friend, Kelly, you are responsible for taking her in."
Han: "Huh?"
Of course Luke would not say that this was the one he used to communicate with his heart to find the most suitable girl among the girls waiting to be brought in.
The girl Kelly is a pure follower, not a fashionable nightclub professional who has been squatting for a long time.
She and Max came here to line up in a similar way, wanting to go in to open their eyes, not necessarily to persuade a male star or something.
Then, there is the question of entry.
Many night shows sell tickets, even for the famous ones, the less is more than ten dollars, and the more is thirty or fifty, these are normal popular places.
And the uad in front of him is similar to 2-kao, it is considered a luxury in the night market, and it is clearly not for ordinary people.
What you sell is beeps, and what you sell is to show off.
Ordinary people just take money... well, they can still throw it in, throw 10,000 if 1,000 is not enough, and throw 100,000 if 10,000 is not enough.
After all, night shows are profitable, and they will not reject such upstarts. Anyway, nouveau riche must abide by the rules when entering.
Of course Luke doesn't have to be so troublesome.
He just walked to the doorway with bright stainless steel chains on the railing, and waved to the burly black man in a suit.
The duty of the big black man is actually similar to that of the front desk receptionist in an ordinary company. Without any hesitation, he immediately took a step forward and listened to him.
Luke said a few words in a low voice, then took out two business cards and showed him a second, and then quickly inserted a dollar knife in the past. The big black man said wait a moment, and walked in the door.
All of this is under the cover of the two bodies. Others must know that they are negotiating, but they cannot see the details.
In less than thirty seconds, he came out, respectfully removed the thin iron chain, and made way for the passage: "Mr. Evans, please come inside."
He turned a blind eye to Luke bringing four people in, three of whom were dressed as homely Lower Liba people.
What really worked was the $100 tip that the big black man got, and the two personal business cards that Luke showed him.
The tip proves that Luke is not a poor man, because he took out the stack of at least five hundred dollars, and just picked one as a tip.
The names on the two personal business cards are "good friends" of the big boss of this nightclub.
There are many people who know the big boss, but not many people know these two good friends, let alone go out and talk nonsense.
Those who can get the personal business cards of these two people, even if they are not of that class, are social people with close ties and powerful wrists.
Of course, there are no restrictions on this kind of people entering this field.
On the contrary, many big bosses who open this kind of place just want to make friends with this kind of social people.
In New York, connections are power, and power is money.
The negotiation between Luke and the big black man was very fast, and the five people came in even faster.
Han didn't talk about it, he didn't know the truth at all, but just looked at everything inside the night market with curiosity.
Max has been beaten by the society for a long time, but he has never been in contact with places of this level, and he is also not interested in exploring this matter, looking around like Han.
However, her behavior is much ruder than that of Han, but with her carefree expression, she is not annoying, but rather cute.
Caroline obviously knew the way, but she felt that she had spent a lot of money in the past, so she didn't have the heart to explore related issues.
On the contrary, Kelly, the female companion who helped Han pick out, was full of surprise, and couldn't help asking some inappropriate things, such as "do you know the boss here", "know xxx stars", "you are rich" and other questions .
Luke is not angry, nor does he hate this girl because of it.
The United States is a country built on money, and people who treat money like dirt are different.
This girl is just... less beaten by society! Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Max who was a step ahead, and sighed in his heart: This is the kind of unlucky guy who was beaten badly.
But it was also this that made him treat her differently.
It is not easy for a girl who lives at the bottom to maintain such a good mentality. The key is that she is still beautiful.
This is the same as the situation where a man has too much money and a woman is on the ground.
The taller a woman's appearance, the more she will be tempted. It's not something you can insist on if you don't want to. There are always many people who will try to drag her into the water.
Women without money will encounter more and greater temptations.
Under the spiritual communication, Max's state is better than most women, positive and optimistic. Although there is a lot of "frustration" mixed in, the main body is still admirable.
In the end, of course, look at the face.
This face, figure, and temperament perfectly fit Luke's "eyes".
He happened to come out to relax again tonight, and he didn't want to worry too much like usual.
He resolutely rejected the temptations sent by many female colleagues in the police station, and even the "student" Elizabeth had a clear attitude.
Otherwise, he would have sat on the throne of "nypd's first fringe grass harvester".
Entering inside, he just gave the big black man a tip of one hundred and added two business cards as a hint, and the benefits were immediately reflected.
A clean table was there, waiting for their blessing.
After sitting down, Luke didn't order anything except a bottle of expensive red wine.
This thing is meaningless. In fact, except for Kelly, a temporary friend, other people don't care about it.
What they cared about was that they were all worried about its price, but what they didn't care about was that after Luke said it was okay, no one cared about it anymore.
He doesn't care what other people order.
None of the five people had the habit of spending extravagantly. Even Caroline, the former rich daughter, only ordered a bottle of beer.
It was already 2:30 in the morning, not far from the closing time of the venue at 4:00.
But the place is still hot.
All the customers who came in were big customers who were willing to throw money at it. Of course, the night show couldn't let it be left out. At most, it was a little quieter than it was at the beginning.
Soon everyone was making an appointment to dance.
However, Han and Caroline were very eye-catching. Luke took Max to dance, and they always left one of them in place, not to get involved.
They went dancing when Luke came back.
The advantage of doing this is that each has a private space and gets along more naturally.
Luke doesn't need to care about how Han communicates with Kelly, or whether Caroline meets a handsome guy in the venue, he just needs to have fun with Max.