Rich In a Brief
I Don't Like Gigolos

He was fed up with happy farewell songs. "There's no way I'm breaking up before I fall in love, is there?" thought.

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The waiter said nothing more. In a place like this, money is king. In addition, customers who have tipped should still be made happy.

As soon as Luis's request songs were played, the originally crowded bar suddenly became peaceful.

However, the atmosphere returned festive when a love song was played.

Uhuk! Luis who had just sipped a beer immediately choked.

"What the fuck?" Lula rolled her eyeballs.

"If you don't want to listen to songs like that, just sleep there.

"It's hard to believe" Luis said. After all, she should look good in front of a beautiful woman. So, he waved his hand to signal to the waiter. "What time is this club closed?"

"Four 3 am, sir," the servant replied politely.

Luis gave him a few hundred dollars and asked to play ten songs to the point that the waiter was blown away.

"Choose a happy farewell song that can play continuously until 3am," Luis said as he pulled out a card and threw it on the table.

"You sure this is worth it? Spending so much money on songs. Lula was astonished because she felt like she was facing a child. The rich man's son.

With thousands of dollars, there are enough songs that can be played over and over again until the place closes. Even the manager at the real estate company where Lula works is only paid 6,000 dollars a month.

"For me, this is fun." Luis grinned widely. A thousand dollars meant nothing to him.

"Bring beer to all the tables. Let me pay."

"Good, Sir." The waiter nodded deftly.

Maybe because of Luis' generosity, some people came to start a conversation.

It looks like two women and a man. Both women are tall and still fairly beautiful even though not as opposed to Lula. The man was wearing a black casual outfit. His hair was dyed grey, and he looked much more handsome than Luis.

The three people glanced towards the room and momentarily ignored the shabby-clothed Luis. They focused on Lula because they thought he was the one who treated them. A young man immediately asked, "Hey pretty, you two?"

Seeing the handsome man getting closer, Lula's facial expression instantly turned cold. From the beginning, he was not the kind of person who liked to talk. "In addition, I don't like gigolos either."

"Miss, isn't that a little exaggerated?"

Anton Wilis's tone also turned cold. It is true that they often visit bars, but they are neither gigolos nor striped-nose men. They are generally there only as drinking buddies, and they earn commissions from the work. Usually, the more liquor purchased in a private room, the more commission they earn.

As for what happened outside of that, it depends on the situation. Whether there is interest or not, whether the customer looks attractive or not, whether their chat is good or not. Of course, the most important thing is how thick the customer's wallet is.

So in their eyes, they're not gigolos or anything like that. They do not rely on selling their bodies to earn money.

The other two girls hesitated for a moment before they sat down to Luis' left and right, but they did not approach. Luis, however, seemed ordinary. He doesn't look like a rich man.

"So, what do you want me to say?" Lula narrowed her eyes, glimpsing a cold glint.

Even though she has no boyfriend, Lula has no trouble making male friends. There were all kinds of men around him who were attracted to him. With just a flick of his finger, he was able to make them all queue up for him. If he really wanted a male friend, he wouldn't have to look for a gigolo.

"Anton, this lady is Miss Keysia's friend." One of the servants appeared out of nowhere and spoke to him.

"Miss Keysia" she was referring to was Keysia Oscar, the owner of this bar. The fact that he was able to open a high-end bar in this expensive city was testament to his extensive connections and business proficiency.

Anton was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew who Keysia was. Everyone knows Keysia. However, Anton is no one to him, and he does not expect that Lula is his friend.

No wonder Lula spoke so firmly.

"Sir." The waiter smiled. Without saying much, he returned Luis's card to her. Indirectly, he hinted to Anton and the others that they had misidentified wealthy customers. This ordinary-looking young man was their real customer.

Although this place was a luxurious bar, not many people could spend as much money as Luis spent in one night so casually.

Anton withdrew from the private room while laughing awkwardly. He understands that since Luis is a big-time customer, Lula might cheer Luis on in his place.

Meanwhile, the two girls accompanying Francis looked at Luis with beaming expressions, as if to swallow him round and round. Anton could not believe that this mediocre-looking man was actually so extraordinary.

"Master, come. How about a glass?"

One of the tall girls stood up and picked up a bottle of red wine from the table. His eyes are flirtatious.

He must have his own plan. Luis is not short of money. Provided they could keep him here overnight, they would be able to earn a high commission.