Chapter 1506 - 596: Another Old Acquaintance (2)
Chapter 1506: Chapter 596: Another Old Acquaintance (2)
Zhou Wang slapped Brother B’s shoulder and laughed out loud.
Even though the Zhou Wang standing here now was totally different from how he was in his memory, even carrying a faint air of disrespect—back then Zhou Wang would never have called him something like "you punk"—Brother B didn’t show the slightest discomfort. On the contrary, he felt this was exactly how it should be.
After all, Zhou Wang today was no longer what he used to be. For someone like Wang Qiaobin who hadn’t seen him for a long time, this kind of change was the real normal.
And Wang Qiaobin didn’t feel that Zhou Wang still needed to treat him with that "senior" attitude; in fact this way he felt a lot more at ease.
In the eyes of ordinary people, he was also a "second gen"; plenty of classmates and friends tried to cozy up to him. But Brother B knew all too well... in the eyes of people like Zhou Wang and Young Master Zhang, someone like him was nothing.
To be honest, even Young Master Zhang might not be able to stand on equal footing with the Zhou Wang of today, it’s just that Zhang Zhiyuan still had his illustrious family background as support, so he was ultimately not the same as him.
"Brother Dog, don’t mess with me like that."
At Zhou Wang’s teasing, Brother B only gave a helpless bitter smile, then shook his head and laughed, "I really didn’t expect that the VIP I was supposed to personally receive today would actually be you. I saw your Moments the day before yesterday, you were still on Hong Kong Island then. I was even thinking of reaching out to you, but who knew you’d just show up right in front of me..."
He had indeed seen the Moments, indeed thought of contacting him, but it was also true that Brother B ultimately never sent that message. That just wasn’t something he could say out loud.
"Personally receive?"
Zhou Wang raised his eyebrows in surprise. Seeing that there were no other guests in the lobby besides him, he seemed to understand something. "So this means I’ve basically booked out the place?"
"Can’t really call it a buyout, because our normal business hours start at four in the afternoon, but you came at noon, so..."
"As good as a buyout?"
Zhou Wang laughed, getting the picture.
So he’d shown up outside of opening hours. No wonder this whole group in front of him all had a slightly rushed vibe. So basically they’d opened the doors just for him...
But at this moment Zhou Wang only felt it was perfectly natural. Fuck it, I’m the customer, and the customer is God. Have you ever seen God needing to check business hours?
He had to admit, with his sense of morality dialed down, Zhou Wang suddenly felt that there was a kind of unrestrained ease in the air everywhere. Even though he knew his mental state was off...
But just like that meme... after I went insane, my mental state got so much better.
"Then what the hell are we waiting for, hurry up and show me around!"
Zhou Wang slung his arm around Brother B’s shoulder and headed inside without giving him a choice, leaving the actual manager standing ignored to the side.
Wang Qiaobin hurriedly gestured to the manager. Seeing the manager just smile and nod, he knew the man wasn’t blaming him. Only then did he let out a breath of relief and walk inside with Zhou Wang, shoulder to shoulder.
"Brother Dog, I need to check with you first. You want local cuisine or foreign cuisine?"
Right before stepping into the bathing area, Wang Qiaobin asked.
Zhou Wang immediately got what he meant and answered without the slightest hesitation, "If the quality’s the same, obviously foreign cuisine first..."
He’d kind of gotten tired of local cuisine lately anyway.
Wang Qiaobin nodded knowingly, then spoke a few words softly into his earpiece before leading Zhou Wang further in.
Entering the men’s section, Brother B didn’t take Zhou Wang through the normal passage, but turned off to the side and led him straight into a corridor marked "VIP専用".
Stopping at the door of a VIP changing room marked "666", Wang Qiaobin smiled at Zhou Wang before pushing the door:
"Time was tight, we called back every staff member we could reach. I’ll say it upfront—I don’t know if we can satisfy you, Brother Dog, but I’ve done everything I can..."
"Alright, alright, cut the bullshit, hurry it up!"
Zhou Wang spoke impatiently and pushed open the changing room door ahead of him.
This was clearly an independent changing room. In the middle sat a black, backless long sofa, with wardrobes and hangers on one side. Just from this small section, it didn’t look any different from a traditional changing room. But once your field of vision extended further in, there was suddenly a sense of the space opening up.
In this seventy to eighty square meter room, there was a standalone massage waterbed, an independent shower, and a two-meter-square bathtub with water gushing out, churning up thick clouds of steam that painted a hazy filter over the whole room.
But none of that was the main point. The main point was the two dewy-looking girls standing off to the side with their hands clasped in front of them.
They were wrapped in loose robes. Both girls were on the shorter side. One had slightly darker skin but a small, delicate face; the other had fair skin and gentle features, just with heavier makeup.
A solid six to seven out of ten...
Not exactly stunning, but from the docile look in their features, Zhou Wang could see something a bit different about them.
"Not Huaxia?"
Now fairly well‑traveled, Zhou Wang picked up on it quickly.
"One’s from An Nan, one’s from Japan."
Brother B introduced, "They might not be the prettiest in the club, but they’re both our signature bath technicians."
Zhou Wang was a bit puzzled and smacked his lips. "Not quite what I pictured. I heard there were big runway shows and stuff here?"
Brother B understood his misunderstanding and immediately explained with a laugh, "Brother Dog, this room is just for you to change and shower in. You didn’t think the main event was in here, did you?"
Zhou Wang suddenly understood.
So this was just the appetizer, huh. You should’ve said so earlier, you bastard!
Seeing Zhou Wang get it, Brother B laughed. "Even though they’re only in charge of the bath, I promise you’ll still have a pretty good time."
At this point, Wang Qiaobin clapped his hands. In the ears of the two girls, that meant Zhou Wang had chosen them, and they both secretly let out a sigh of relief.
They’d been asleep at this hour, both dragged out of bed. If the guest still didn’t like them, it would mean they’d gone through all this for nothing.
They immediately bowed deeply to Zhou Wang and each said something to him in her own language. Zhou Wang understood the Japanese sentence as "Please take care of me," and figured the other one in An Nan language probably meant something similar.
After bowing, they smoothly slipped off their robes, revealing what they had on underneath, then each took out a pair of bunny ears and put them on.
Deep V neckline, a decorative bowtie hanging at their throat, a glossy, tight-fitting bodysuit stopping sharply at the top of their thighs; further down, sheer fishnet stockings, and small feet nestled in black high heels.
Their fishnets were one black, one white, forming a sharp color contrast. Once they had this outfit on, the two well‑rounded girls, who’d originally only counted as "decent looking", instantly bumped their rating up by another notch.
"Bunny girls?"
Watching them change outfits like a magic trick, Zhou Wang slapped his thigh in stunned delight.
"Right, fuck, it just hit me—your family’s business was always Cosplay, and this club plays the same tune, so of course it’s the same lineage."
Zhou Wang still remembered that girl "Xiao He".
Back when he first walked into that club in Ming City, her Athena cosplay had given Zhou Wang one hell of a spiritual shock.
Though Zhou Wang was no longer that green teenager, he still felt a rush of visual pleasure. This was that uniform‑fetish DNA buried in every man’s bones kicking in.
"Then Brother Dog, I’ll head out first."
Wang Qiaobin said with a laugh, "Normally a body scrub session is about forty minutes, but since you’ve basically ’bought out’ the place, you can take your time—stay in there as long as you want. If you’re in the mood, you can even sample every service they’re able to provide. I’ll be waiting for you in the lounge next door."
When he said "every service", Wang Qiaobin winked at Zhou Wang, then gave him a meaningful smile.
"Though I still suggest you pace yourself, Brother Dog. Otherwise I’m afraid you won’t have any appetite left for the main course later..."