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To be honest, this is my first time at kV, so I can't help but feel a bit nervous and excited. As for why I seem to know everything about this place? I'm Black Wuchang, do you believe it?
Alright, alright, I've recently brushed up on some urban knowledge, which finally helped me understand what 'kV' really is.
One thing that sets 'Drunken Hero' apart from other nightclubs is that there are no welcoming staff at the entrance—none at all. You have to walk through the main door and into the lobby before anyone comes to attend to you, and it's not some beautiful Sister but a few men in Black Suits wearing sunglasses.
Although these men are relatively polite and humble, that's only if you have the means to spend. If you just look like you're there to browse, they will show their fierce side and throw you out!
As I was about to walk in with Shaoming, a man stopped me.
"Wrong place?" he said bluntly. "This is Drunken Hero!"
Well, given my outfit, I looked like a thug, and being a stranger didn't help. In other nightclubs outside, it didn't matter much; not many would dare provoke me without knowing who I was. But here, if you don't have money, don't even think about coming in!
I waved a few bills in my hand and said, "What? You won't let me in? Do you know who my dad is?"
My arrogant demeanor immediately intimidated those men. The phrase "Do you know who my dad is?" was too bold; it's not like any second-generation rich kid would say that. Honestly, I don't even know who my dad is.
The leader saw the bills in my hand and bowed slightly. "Sorry, please come in and enjoy."
"Heh." I sneered and casually pulled out a few more bills to hand to the leader. "At least you know what's good for you!"
Shaoming pretended to be scared, clinging to my arm and shrinking beside me. What was that saying? Life is like a play; it all depends on acting! Damn it, this world forces even a Taoist to become an award-winning actor.
I went to the front desk and bought the most expensive private room. Damn it, it cost three thousand for an hour—almost equivalent to my monthly salary! But since this time it wasn't my money being spent, I felt a little less pain about it.
After all, it's for a mission, and it can be reimbursed.
Although a private room had already been booked, both Shaoming and I decided to sit on the first floor for a while. After all, neither of us had been here before, so we wanted to observe the seasoned patrons and learn from them, as well as sample the cocktails offered here.
We found a relatively inconspicuous spot. As long as a private room was booked, we could drink at the bar downstairs without having to pay extra as long as we didn't exceed one-third of the room fee. Therefore, there were quite a few people sitting around.
Those who managed to get in were somewhat capable, or their fathers were influential. Generally, no one would bother others, but there are always exceptions, like the group in the central dance floor.
That group clearly consisted of regulars at this nightclub. They were gathered together, making a scene—some were rolling dice, some were drinking, and some were boasting while holding onto Sister. In the center sat someone who seemed to be the leader of this group, with hair dyed white and silver earrings in his ears. Despite the cold weather, he wore only a short-sleeved leather jacket covered in large studs that clinked as he moved. A heavily made-up woman, looking no older than just having turned eighteen, was sitting on his lap, eagerly feeding him snacks while he appeared indifferent.
Today was Zhao Kuan's first time entering such a high-end nightclub, entirely thanks to this young man named Zhong Shao beside him.
Zhong Shao surprisingly had a membership card for this place, which indicated just how impressive his background must be. It was said that his family owned the Ox-Head in the entire J Province construction market. That was quite remarkable! Zhao Kuan himself could only rely on a few properties from his father's demolition compensation to enjoy such a carefree life. If he could attach himself to someone like Zhong Shao, he wouldn't have to worry about his future carefree days.
Thus, Zhao Kuan wisely called over the most attractive Sister he knew, Zhu Zhu, hoping to impress Zhong Shao. However, it seemed that Zhong Shao was not particularly pleased with Zhu Zhu, which made Zhao Kuan anxious and restless. If this continued, he might end up flattering Zhong Shao in all the wrong ways.
His gaze wandered to the side when suddenly Zhao Kuan's eyes lit up. In a very inconspicuous corner, he spotted Chicken Feather (referring to Yin Zheng'an) with a stunning Sister. This Sister was dressed in a middle school uniform and wore no makeup at all; her beauty far surpassed that of Zhu Zhu, who relied solely on her figure.
Zhao Kuan greedily licked his lips; it was becoming increasingly difficult to find Sisters willing to sell their company these days, let alone such an exquisite one. If he could bring her over, Zhong Shao would surely be pleased!
He reached out and pulled Zhu Zhu off Zhong Shao's lap. Zhu Zhu understood that Zhong Shao was a big spender and was trying her best to entice him; unexpectedly, Zhong Shao remained unfazed and merely sipped his drink occasionally. Suddenly being pulled away by Zhao Kuan made Zhu Zhu shoot him an annoyed glance but she dared not voice her frustration. Although Zhao Kuan did not come from an illustrious family and only enjoyed such nightlife due to his family's demolition status, he still had some standing in this circle; thus, someone like Zhu Zhu truly did not dare offend him.
"Zhong Shao, Zhong Shao, what's wrong? Not satisfied with this one?" Zhao Kuan asked eagerly.
Zhong Shao nodded slightly with closed eyes and said nothing.
"Look over there! There's an absolute gem! Zhong Shao, isn't it interesting?" Zhao Kuan acted like an old matchmaker, winking suggestively.
Zhong Shao glanced over slightly but immediately seemed unwilling to take his eyes off that beautiful figure.
"Do you know her?" Zhong Shao asked.
"Hey, just call her over and you'll know, right? Zhong Shao, don't worry, who doesn't know me, Ban Kuan, around here!"
Ban Kuan is a nickname for Zhao Kuan. Zhao Kuan likes to sport a buzz cut, and his forehead is particularly wide, which earned him the nickname—Ban Kuan!
Does this nickname carry weight here? In other places, it might earn some respect, especially since Zhao Kuan is involved in the underworld. But in 'Drunken Hero,' it means nothing! Zhao Kuan just wants to show that he still has some influence here.
However, Zhao Kuan isn't really foolish; he knows that his reputation here isn't enough. So he plans to leverage Zhong Shao's authority, and with more people on his side, why should he be afraid?
After sitting with Shaoming for a while, our drinks arrived. I ordered a glass of California Sunshine. The name sounded classy, but after taking a sip, I couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, it's just Erguotou mixed with coconut juice? And they charge three hundred for it? What a rip-off!"
"How's your drink? Is it good?" I casually asked Shaoming.
"Please." Shaoming rolled his eyes at me. "I ordered Hawaiian-style pure fruit juice, okay?"
Alright then, my intelligence shouldn't be too impressive.
Trying to act cool, I pinched the stem of the wine glass with two fingers and mimicked how they drink red wine on TV. After taking a sip, I had to apologize for my earlier comment; this stuff is even worse than Erguotou.
A hand adorned with a ring lightly tapped my table. I looked up to see a man standing there.
"What do you want? Here to steal my drink?" I asked.
Zhao Kuan smirked, further confirming that this guy was just a naive fool.
"Brother, can we talk for a moment?" Zhao Kuan politely offered me a cigarette.
"Don't, I won't." It's better not to accept cigarettes offered by others in places like this; who knows if they are laced with poison, and besides, I don't smoke at all.
"If there's something, just say it here." I picked up the goblet and took a sip of Erguotou—no, wait, it's California Sunshine! I'm quite the sophisticated person myself.
Zhao Kuan glanced at Shaoming and leered, "Bro, that girl is not bad."
"Of course." I acted cool. Having a beautiful Sister around boosts my confidence!
"That's Zhong Shao; he's also interested in your girl." Zhao Kuan pointed at the one in the leather jacket.
Interested? What an interesting situation. Could the disappearances of those Sisters be related to someone named Zhong Shao? Well, looks like there's a bite on the hook.
"Whoever is interested should come forward," I said lazily.
"Hehe, buddy, you're getting it!" Zhao Kuan rubbed his hands together and grinned lewdly.
It seems Zhao Kuan thinks I should personally curry favor with Zhong Shao. He hurried over without knowing what he would say to Zhong Shao. Zhong Shao stood up and pulled Zhu Zhu toward me.
"I'm not going to waste time with you," Zhong Shao said, his mouth full of nonsense. "I can't let you make a losing deal; how about this? I've taken a loss before, so let's swap."
You took a loss? Have you ever seen someone trade a bus for a Maserati and call it a loss? Well, here’s one right in front of me.
"No thanks." I crossed my legs casually. "I prefer light meals; you can keep your sauce soup for yourself."
I'm already quite civilized for not having any foul soup.
"Huh?" Zhong Shao's expression changed. "Friend, don't push your luck."
"You have time to give me face or you can just pull her to change her face for a bargain." I pointed at Zhu Zhu, whose already pale face had lost all color.
She was already unhappy about becoming the object of a transaction, and now she was being criticized as well.
"I," Zhong Shao said with a rebellious look, "you still have a chance to back out."
"Oh, I'm so scared," I pretended to be frightened. "Are you Ye Liangchen or Zhao Ri? So arrogant?"
"Damn it, giving face but not taking it!" One of Zhao Kuan's subordinates couldn't hold back and charged at me.
If I were to use my hands against such a person, that would be cowardly!
I lightly kicked his foot, sending him straight toward my California Sunshine. His face smashed into the highball glass, which couldn't withstand the force and shattered, embedding shards of glass into his face.
"Intelligence is a good thing; I really hope you can be as wealthy as I am."
I teased.
Zhong Shao looked like he was about to burst with anger.
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