Freshly showered and styled, Zhao Zhuliu parks his car, emptied out except for essentials for caring for drunk friends. He had planned on arriving earlier, but the last appointment of the day had run late. After cleaning up both the studio and himself, he can now say that he is indeed fashionably late. Tonight he sports a mesh, sleeveless top with shiny black piping running over and down his chest and torso and a pair of tight black pants. He'd chosen gold for his accessories today: gold bar and stud in his left ear, a delicate, gold chain wrapped around his right wrist and gold barbells in his nipples. A sleek, black leather jacket was thrown over top. His hair he had styled open to one side, using several pins and a fair amount of hairspray to keep it in place. It cascaded over one shoulder and his back in a sleek mass of dark brown.
At the door he inquired about Shi Qingxuan's vip room and was quickly shown to the area after they confirmed that he was indeed on the list. As he moves after the server tasked with showing him the way, his gaze is drawn to the stage where a male stripper is currently performing. His stride slows, and he nearly comes to a stop to watch as the stripper divests himself of his shirt.
"That's Hei Shui." The server titters as she notices Zhao Zhuliu's distraction. His gaze lands on the server.
"I see." He motions for the server to continue showing him the way, making a note to himself to inquire about getting a private dance from Hei Shui.
Once he arrives at the vip room, he lets his gaze skim over the room. It seems, he is indeed the last from his group to arrive. He utters a short thank you to the server before she retreats into the main area. Before he goes to his companions of the evening, however, he strides towards the one who had organized the vip room.
"Good evening." He greets their host of the evening, giving them a once over, "thank you for sponsoring this party. I'm Zhao Zhuliu."
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At the door he inquired about Shi Qingxuan's vip room and was quickly shown to the area after they confirmed that he was indeed on the list. As he moves after the server tasked with showing him the way, his gaze is drawn to the stage where a male stripper is currently performing. His stride slows, and he nearly comes to a stop to watch as the stripper divests himself of his shirt.
"That's Hei Shui." The server titters as she notices Zhao Zhuliu's distraction. His gaze lands on the server.
"I see." He motions for the server to continue showing him the way, making a note to himself to inquire about getting a private dance from Hei Shui.
Once he arrives at the vip room, he lets his gaze skim over the room. It seems, he is indeed the last from his group to arrive. He utters a short thank you to the server before she retreats into the main area. Before he goes to his companions of the evening, however, he strides towards the one who had organized the vip room.
"Good evening." He greets their host of the evening, giving them a once over, "thank you for sponsoring this party. I'm Zhao Zhuliu."
[ooc: the shirt ZZL is wearing: https://novum.tv/img/product/593a314ed076ef7a02203d3328aa862f/75b60862ad1a4f2eb0ba0e9a109d8c56-HD.jpg ]