In the evening Jiang Youyou sat calmly in the Porsche car Pu that Yuanhui borrowed from his father, with two tickets to the party of Oriental Angel Club in her hand. She was wearing Chanel’s 2010 spring pastoral dress, which looked ordinary, but was actually extravagant in the extreme. Only the gold thread and small diamonds on the hemline of the skirt already reached a six-figure cost, to say nothing of the matching beautiful hat and gauze, which made Jiang Youyou look mysterious and sublime.
The customer base of the Oriental Angel Club was confined to the group of people at the pyramid top of the society. To enter the club, one needs to have two qualifications: a great amount of wealth and high social status-neither could do without the other. The club managed to ensure the purity of customers by charging a high entrance fee and conducting a strict examination. In this way, the similar status and tastes could be assured of its members, so that an inherent group would be formed for them to get to know and communicate with each other. And some business deals were negotiated here as well.
Each time the club held the party in a different location. The farthest location was Ireland and the nearest one was a rented large parking lot in the city, which was decorated as splendid as a pyramid. The designers for the decoration were the best ones in this city. Of course the girls were also the most beautiful. There were two kinds of women taking part in the Oriental Angel Club’s party-female customers who would get a purple emblem when they came in, and if they wanted, handsome and sashing men would provide them with whatever they wanted, for example, a retired pilot with good build and great endurance. And the women coming to provide special services, who got a pink emblem to enter the club. Usually they were flight attendants taking a part time job or college girls.
This time the location of the party was in a clubhouse near the seaside. It was a masquerade dance tonight and the participants were required to bring their own masks. The whole building was rented and the self-service barbecue was ready on the 800-square-meter wooden balcony, a Brazilian guy was cutting broiled pineapple-beef with a huge knife. Having beef with pineapple, you could taste the deliciousness of beef with mouthful of light, fresh sweetness of pineapple. It was really tasty and refreshing.
When they got out of the car, Jiang Youyou took Pu Yuanhui by hand. He dressed very handsome today, from which you could surely imagine how elegant and debonair he was when he was young. Killing a girl on seeing the girl, killing a country belle on seeing the belling, and killing a wench on seeing the wench, softly, not with the knife, but with the loneliness.
Pu Yuanhui felt that Jiang Youyou was seizing his arm a bit too tight. If someone had a very nasty wound, he/she would be reluctant to have it exposed to others. Not to say he was bringing her again to the place where she was wounded.
But this was the very reason Pu Yuanhui was determined to bring her here again.
Jiang Youyou wore a butterfly skull mask, and Pu Yuanhui’s was a Teenie Weenie. Wearing on the purple emblem, they went to the balcony facing the sea. It was cold now, but the barbecue on the balcony was steaming hot.
“Let’s have something first.” Pu Yuanhui seated Jiang Youyou in a chair and went to fetch the food.
A baby bunny girl with a pink emblem came up and said, “Monsieur, would you like to have a drink with me?”
Jiang Youyou was a bit nervous and she was feeling sick to her stomach.
“I’m sorry, I have a female partner, thank you.” Pu Yuanhui declined politely.
After having food, it was time to get to the point. When fed and warmed, people began to think of having sex. What the ancestors said was exactly correct.
The host got onto the stage. “Tonight we get together here, all of us old and new friends come for relaxation. Now please put up your masks and enjoy yourselves heartily. By the way, all the rooms in the hotel are free tonight, and they are unlocked. The VIP guests who have had barbecue please follow me to the ninth floor to start our Oriental Angel Club’s wine party.”
In the dancing floor Jiang Youyou heard a familiar voice. Owing to the mask the person wore, she couldn’t recall who on earth the person was.
The ninth floor is resplendently decorated. It was softly lighted. All comers wore masks but clear distinction could be made between guests and attendants. Each guest had to pay a membership fee of five hundred thousand yuan each year and had to be strictly examined before becoming one of the members. The attendants could earn more than two hundred thousand Yuan for their special service once a month. Because of this, the Oriental Angel Club party’s personnel staff worried for all time about whom to choose. There were too many beautiful girls and handsome boys and he couldn’t bear to knock out any of them. The male and female attendants were divided into groups-Model Group, Uniform Group of air hosts and hostess, the Has-been Group and PT141 Group. In the PT141 Group were young, beautiful sexpots who had taken Bai Zhehan’s drug. The girls in this group were more popular than those in Has-been Group. Jiang Youyou was once in that group and the party she had taken part in was exactly such a licentious party.
The band was playing, the singer was singing hopingly. The attendants of all groups were all here, the party has entered the warm-up phase. All drinks were free. Some were drinking their fill, some began to take ketamine powder, and others began to pick up their prey. There were no status, no positions for anyone, what they had was the sense of the animal to kick up their heels.
At ten o’clock sharp, Liu Dadong stepped onto the stage with a bottle of champagne, ready to open the high-ranking party had elaborately prepared. Jiang Youyou looked at him, this time clearly seen. It was him, exactly, it was him who brought her a miserable night that she would never forget all her life. And tonight he would pay the price.
And unexpectedly the man beside him was…
Pu Yuanhui could be seen nowhere, Jiang Youyou felt a sudden rush of fear, memories were brought flooding back. Jiang saw the four men, handsome, in pilot uniform.
They had pink emblem on their upper arm. They were attendants in Uniform Group.
Before they came here, Pu Yuanhui explained to Jiang Youyou everything in detail about the club, for he was one of the latest new comers of the club, by utilizing the old geezer’s network to join in.