Bars and girls

For every order, the platform first deducts a 2.35 yuan information fee.

Nominally an information fee, it's actually an insurance premium.

After all, DiDi Designated Driving cannot completely guarantee that no accidents will occur, and this insurance premium is used to protect the driver's interests in the event of an accident.

After deducting the information fee, the platform also takes a 23% cut from the total earnings.

If the car owner paid 100 yuan for this order, the platform first deducts 2.35 yuan, then takes 23 yuan, leaving 74.65 yuan for the driver.

There's probably no DiDi Designated Driving driver who doesn't feel a pang of heartache because of this.

But there's no other way; since you're on their platform, you can only endure it.

Fortunately, Xu Ning doesn't truly rely on DiDi Designated Driving income to support himself, and resident designated driving is his main source of income. Registering for DiDi Designated Driving is just a precaution and a way to earn extra income during his free time.

Of course, since he's going to a bar with his brothers today, he won't be taking any orders.

Tomorrow, after there's no work at Lis Private Kitchen, he'll definitely take a DiDi Designated Driving order to try it out.

It was finally 9 PM, and the group left their dorm. Huo Xuefeng drove his bmw 5 series straight to Gongti.

After all, his family is well-off; his parents bought him a car after he started university, though he doesn't get many opportunities to drive it normally.

As for Xu Ning's Koenigsegg, because he's never driven it to school, his three brothers still don't know he owns such a top-tier supercar.

Of course, he himself wouldn't casually show it off either.

Huo Xuefeng had already arranged with a familiar marketer to reserve a corner booth.

The minimum spend for this booth is 6,000 yuan, which is not low.

In fact, they usually spend a little over 10,000 yuan each time they come, and Huo Xuefeng pays most of the time.

"Young Master Huo, you're here?"

"Young Master Ding, Young Master Deng, and Young Master Xu, your relationship is truly good!"

The marketer, surnamed Li, had been waiting outside and greeted them with great enthusiasm and deference.

Don't assume that super-rich second-generation heirs spending hundreds of thousands in a bar for one night is the norm; in reality, people like Huo Xuefeng are the main consumers at bars.

"Let's get a martell xo package!"

Huo Xuefeng said, pulling out his phone to pay.

"Boss, I'll get it today," Xu Ning said with a smile, also taking out his phone.

He had never paid before when he was short on cash, so this time it was definitely his turn.

However, Huo Xuefeng stopped him, saying with the demeanor of a boss, "Don't fight over it, you can pay next time!"

Ding Zehui and Deng Zihao also stopped Xu Ning from paying.

In reality, although they knew Xu Ning had inherited his overseas great-uncle's inheritance, they didn't think it was a huge amount.

So, they habitually looked after Xu Ning.

It was as if opening the tab was the boss's job, and when they ordered more drinks later, Ding Zehui and Deng Zihao would pay.

Xu Ning shrugged. There was no point in fighting to pay in this kind of situation. Anyway, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future, and it wasn't just this one time.

Once they were at the booth, the drinks, fruit platter, and snacks were quickly delivered.

The so-called martell xo package included two 700ml bottles of martell xo paired with eight soft drinks.

Outside, two bottles of martell xo would only cost around 4,000 yuan, and the soft drinks would be negligible.

Here, however, the price was as high as 11,800 yuan, which was incredibly exorbitant.

The fruit platter and snacks were complimentary from the marketer, as this one table alone fulfilled his performance quota for the night.

"Young Master Huo, would you like me to call some 'little bees' for you?"

With real money being spent, the marketer's attitude became even more enthusiastic and respectful.

Huo Xuefeng shook his head and waved his hand, signaling to the marketer that they didn't need 'little bees'.

'Little bees' is a general term for bar girls, and it's divided into several types.

For example, there are party hostesses, champagne babes, and flower field girls, among others.

Among them, party hostesses are of a higher caliber, with requirements for their figure, appearance, and attire. They are equivalent to a high-end atmosphere team and may even possess certain resources, such as tens of thousands of followers on short video platforms.

The job content of party hostesses is to wander around the venue, communicate with marketers, and if a boss at a table wants a girl, they can find them. The basic rate is around 800-1000 yuan.

Champagne babes have lower requirements. When guests have a demand for drinks, marketers will call them over.

If you order about 2,000 yuan worth of champagne, the girl will sit next to you.

They can drink and play with you, and even hug and sway.

As for flower field girls, they are basically equivalent to KTV girls and are all employed by the nightclub itself.

Interestingly, there are also very special 'atmosphere girls' in nightclubs.

To ensure the nightclub's atmosphere, nightclubs directly approach university student clubs and request 100 girls every night.

They don't have to do anything; they just need to dance to the music on the dance floor, in front of the DJ, and in all the aisles!

Every time Huo Xuefeng brought them, he wouldn't ask the marketer for girls.

After all, he had a bit of a psychological潔癖; paying for someone and hooking up with someone on your own are ultimately two different concepts.

Anyway, with two bottles of martell xo on the booth, even if not as dazzling as ace of spades, it could still attract some girls.

Sure enough, even before the place got really lively, some girls had already come to join their booth.

The five girls, both in terms of figure and looks, were very good, not at all inferior to champagne babes.

Long legs, mini-skirts, and cool, hot outfits made it hard to look away.

It was clear that they were at the bar to party, not to find a sugar daddy.

Xu Ning's booth, with young, rich, and handsome guys, was undoubtedly the best choice.

It was certainly better than having to drink with those greasy middle-aged uncles just to get a spot at a booth, right?

Fortunately, the corner booth could seat 10 people; other booths wouldn't have been able to fit them all.

The men and women sat separately, which could be considered a mutual selection.

Before midnight, the bar was still warming up, the time for guests to gradually arrive, and the atmosphere was far from its peak.

The group drank and played games, having a good time.

"Just call me Jing Jing," the girl next to Xu Ning said with a smile, putting her hand on his shoulder.

It's hard to say if that was her real name, given the old joke, "I want Jing Jing."

Xu Ning didn't care; he was just out to have fun and didn't plan on developing any real relationship.

One boy and one girl formed a team, while the boss "reluctantly" embraced two girls, monopolizing them.

They were playing a dice game where whoever rolled the lowest not only had to drink but also had to do a truth or dare.

After a few rounds, everyone had lost at some point, had a drink, and faced dares that weren't too outrageous.

By this time, the two bottles of martell xo mixed with soft drinks were almost finished.

Having so much fun, they clearly couldn't stop halfway.

Deng Zihao called the marketer, ready to order another round of drinks.

His and Ding Zehui's family wealth wasn't as substantial as Huo Xuefeng's. They would pool their money and, gritting their teeth, could order a Martell Cordon Bleu package.

The package included three bottles of Martell Cordon Bleu plus eight soft drinks, and the price was not cheap, at 9,888 yuan.