The Empress Time Travels into the Modern Entertainment Circle

At night, at eleven o'clock, Anhua City is brightly lit, busy with traffic, and the nightlife has just begun. In the splendid bar, the music is deafening and the lights are weird. Men and women twist their waists crazily with their eyes closed on the dance floor, their faces full of intoxication. "Jianjun, look over there." In a corner of the bar, Qiao Dong pointed to a man and a woman not far away and said to Mao Jianjun. "How many times have I told you not to call me Jianjun? This name is so rude, can you call me second brother?" Mao Jianjun corrected Qiao Dong again with a look of disgust on his face. "I know, two...