In a song with obvious "ambiguity", in the shy but joyful blushing face, the atmosphere of the bar is unstoppable and hot.

Afterwards, Wang Qiang sang several songs in succession. During this period, a girl of about 24 or 25 walked onto the stage with a large bouquet of roses, and delivered the bright red to Wang Qiang with a slightly red face. Then, after receiving a gentle hug and thanks from Wang Qiang, she ran off the stage with a cute face.

The roses are very beautiful, extremely bright, with a large bunch of flowers, and they all look down at a rough look of fifty or sixty.

Zhuo Shi next to him said in a timely manner: "This is a bar interaction mode for singers and guests. Roses cost 100 yuan each, and they can be bought by customers and given to favorite singers. Then they will be divided into three to seven pieces of the bar and singers."

One hundred yuan per piece?

Zhang Kun looked at the big bunch in Wang Qiang's hand with a little surprise. That's only five or six thousand yuan, I'll rub it.

"The roses in the bar are usually one, nine, nineteen, twenty-nine, and ninety-nine."

Hearing Zhuo Shi's words, Zhang Kun's mouth moved slightly.

Well, it’s not a bouquet of roses that cost five or six thousand yuan, but it’s almost ten thousand yuan.

It was a bit far apart, and Zhang Kun could not count how many there were, but Zhang Kun was sure that there were definitely more than twenty-nine flowers.

Ninety-nine flowers, that's 9,900 yuan. Even if you have to share the money with the bar, you will get nearly 7,000 yuan.

Sing a few songs and get 7,000 yuan at a time, which makes money...

Zhang Kun was a little speechless.

Zhuo Shi next to him seemed to understand Zhang Kun’s thoughts, and covered her mouth and smiled slightly: “Ninety-nine flowers are usually rare. Even if it is Wang Qiang, there are only two or three times a month, and usually one flower and nine flowers are mostly.”

Two or three times..., that's almost 20,000 yuan.

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly and shook his head. He still had no fame and was not popular. Otherwise, the star made money quickly.

However, it can also be seen from this that Wang Qiang is indeed very popular here.

Zhang Kun was thinking randomly. Wang Qiang on the stage unknowingly sang seven or eight songs, then bowed to the audience below to pay tribute, and then walked off the stage to rest after thanking him.

Of course, the singing has not ended, so there will naturally be other singers who will continue to sing.

Zhuo Shi explained that this was Wang Qiang's intermission. Wang Qiang's daily stay in this bar is two hours. Now it has only been less than an hour. After a fifteen-minute break, he will sing and leave.

After Wang Qiang walked off the stage, he went to a booth in the corner to rest.

As soon as Wang Qiang sat down, two girls surrounded him with a giggle and chattering in front of Wang Qiang, not knowing what he said, but looking at the girl's excited look, it was obvious that she was talking about some happy things.

Wang Qiang also responded with a smile on his face.

In the end, the two girls took out a notebook that had been prepared and asked Wang Qiang to sign for them. Then they left with satisfaction.

After the two girls left, a beautiful figure gently placed a cup of pure water at room temperature on the booth in front of Wang Qiang, then sat down, smiled gently, and whispered something to Wang Qiang.

"This is Tang Yu, one of the bar managers and one of the shareholders." Speaking of this, Zhuo Shi paused for a moment, and then a chuckled slightly on her face: "It is also one of Wang Qiang's suitors."

Zhang Kun was slightly stunned, then looked at the two people who were chuckling and talking more carefully.

The girl was wearing a black professional suit and dressed in a 25 or 26-year-old, with light makeup on her face, her head full of hair slightly tied behind her neck, her facial features were exquisite, and her figure was tall and orderly. She was definitely a very outstanding beauty.

When talking to Wang Qiang, his face always keeps a faint smile, neither strong nor thin, and his whole body is filled with a special temperament.

After observing for a long time, Zhang Kun was sure that the bar manager was indeed a very eye-catching girl.

"Not only this bar, she has several other companies. While running the company, she is also pursuing a doctorate in business management. She is a very motivated girl. In addition to work and study, she also takes special chef learning courses and teaches many Chinese and Western dishes."

"The family is also in good condition. Her parents run a listed company and are said to have assets of hundreds of millions. And the tutoring is good. Although Tang Yu's mother is a bit stubborn, her father is a very open-minded person. Therefore, she is the strongest among Wang Qiang's suitors."

Listening to Zhuo Shi's words, Zhang Kun turned his head with a look of surprise and looked at him: "You are still investigating so carefully?"

Looking at Zhang Kun's surprised look, Zhuo Shi glanced at Zhang Kun, then chuckled softly: "Of course, because... she is also the person I agree with the most. If Wang Qiang can live with Tang Yu in the future, he would be very happy."

Zhuo Shi said, her eyes turned to the two people who were still chuckling in the distance, with a slight smile on their faces.

Looking at the smile on Zhuo Shi's face, Zhang Kun turned his head and continued to look at the two people in the distance.

After about fifteen minutes of rest, Wang Qiang continued to walk onto the stage and then sang in the second half.

It was slowly until ten o'clock that after Wang Qianggui sang fifteen songs, his working hours today ended. After bowing to more and more audiences in the audience, he left the backstage.

Seeing Wang Qiang leave the bar under the greeting of the bar manager Tang Yu, Zhang Kun also slowly got up and left his seat.

When I left the bar, I happened to see Tang Yu coming back. When I met at the exit passage, Zhang Kun nodded slightly to Tang Yu, and then the noisy bar came out.

Outside the gate, Zhang Kun's last gaze saw Wang Qiang walking onto a white BMW sedan and then ignited the fire and left.

Watching the white BMW gradually fade away, Zhang Kun whispered: "Is that Wang Qiang's own car?"

"Well, although the revenue from the opera company is not high, the income from the resident singer is still good. I have been buying the car for two or three years."

Zhang Kun nodded thoughtfully.

"Will Wang Qiang go home now?"

"No, Wang Qiang has two resident singing jobs, one is here, from 8 o'clock to 10 o'clock in the evening, and there is another bar, from 10:30 to 12 o'clock. Now he should be going to that bar."

"Two jobs and two incomes, no, three jobs, Wang Qiang is really working hard." Zhang Kun said with a smile.

Zhuo Shi smiled at this: "There is no way. If you spend a lot of money in the entertainment industry, you can't make more money. What should you do next? Do we have to follow us?"
Chapter completed!