Rebirth of the tea art man

Dim lights, loud music, a big-breasted DJ wearing out-of-season navel shorts, playing a popular Korean song "lollipop" two years ago.



In the bar, groups of young men and women shook their bodies like a group of demons dancing wildly.

If a six-pointed star magic circle was drawn under their feet, they might think they were summoning demons from another world.

Bars and nightclubs are all based on money, with distinct levels.

The lowest level is standing, without even a seat; the better one is to simply sit at the bar and have a drink; the upper level is a separate booth, which can be regarded as a serious place.

Like this bar, the entrance fee is 500 per person, and the booth starts at 2000.

And Wang Cong, as an old gourmet of the night scene and a battle-tested veteran, ordered the most expensive supreme card seat, [-]!

In the whole bar, there are only two supreme booths, facing each other from left to right.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Wang, there is only one Supreme left today, and it happened to be ordered by you." The waiter with a flattering face walked ahead and led the way.

The bar was full of fish and dragons, and all kinds of people came and went. Apart from leading the way, he also made those bastards look better, so as not to offend this group of rich second generations.

"Hey, in your place, there are still people booking the [-] seats?" Wang Cong was a little surprised.

A card seat is 500, plus the entrance fee of [-] per person, the starting price is [-].

If you order some drinks casually, it will be another twenty to thirty thousand, thirty to forty thousand.

After a night of playing, [-] is the minimum base, and it is easy to go up to [-].

This consumption is not something ordinary people can afford.

The so-called regular customers of the major high-end bars across the country, of course he knows that this kind of supreme booth is similar to the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. It sets a benchmark, but it is rarely sold.

The waiter made a trumpet shape with his hands, and revealed in a low voice, "The person opposite has a big background! I just want to tell you, don't spread it, that young master, it is said that he is a super rich man from Hong Kong Island. Little. Do you know who his father is?"

"Who is it? It can't be the son of the Ming family!"

Wang Cong scoffed.

The so-called tycoons on Hong Kong Island, especially the four major families, are all engaged in real estate, just like the Yueda Group.But the two sides are completely different from each other. To a certain extent, they are still rivals who are hostile to each other.

The gang of rich people on Hong Kong Island, self-sufficient and rich early, always look like a dog who looks down on others, and takes two steps in front of you with wind.

The son follows his father, which makes him naturally disgusted when he hears that Hong Kong Island is rich and young.

"Not really, but not by much."

The waiter glanced vigilantly, and then said in a low voice, "It's the prince of Dynasty Entertainment, Yan Shoucheng's son Yan Zhenglong!"

"Grass!"

The national scolding came not from Wang Cong, who was full of swear words, but from Lin Cheng, a model student.

Surprised, several people looked sideways and looked at him in surprise.

"Brother Cheng, do you know that guy?" Wang Cong asked curiously.

"It's not considered acquaintance, it means we met once last year. He handed me a business card, and I turned around and threw it into the trash can." Lin Cheng sneered.

Swish!

In an instant, the expressions on the faces of several people became even more surprised.

Especially the waiter who revealed the news, his eyes widened even more, with "shock" and "awesome" written all over his face.

What is the identity of these rich second generations?

There is actually someone who knows the prince of Dynasty Entertainment, who is super rich and young from Hong Kong Island?

Moreover, judging from his tone, it was Yan Zhenglong who took the initiative to hand over the business card, which was obviously an attitude from the bottom to the top.

What's even more exaggerated is that this seemingly very young rich second generation dared to throw the business card handed out by Yan Zhenglong himself directly into the trash can.

What kind of attitude is this?

What status, what identity?

Very thoughtful!

"Oh, I remembered, it was that time! We met Yan Zhenglong backstage."

Chen Shiying also remembered.

She was also present in that scene.At the time, I thought it was nothing, but after checking online, I found out how scary the other party's background was.

"That's, it's here. Let's play slowly and have fun. If you have anything to do, just click here."

The waiter took them to the supreme booth, then quickly apologized and turned around with a smile and left.

Contradictory!

This group of people obviously have extraordinary identities. They not only know the super rich and young in Hong Kong Island, but also have conflicts with their old and new enemies.

If people from both sides start a fight later, why shouldn't this little ant be trampled to death?

This is not something to join in the fun!

"Brother Cheng, do you have a grudge against Yan Zhenglong?"

Wang Cong asked closely.

Bars and nightclubs are noisy, especially noisy. Even if two people sit together, they have to be very close and speak loudly to hear clearly.

"It's not a grudge, I just see him unhappy!" Lin Cheng said calmly.

Not only is there a hatred, but a deep hatred.

Although nothing happened in this life, Yan Zhenglong didn't do anything.

But well...

Preventive measures!

The safest way is to defeat Dynasty Entertainment as a whole, so that Yan Zhenglong, and even the entire Yan family, will not pose any danger to Lin Cheng.

Even leaving aside the love rivals in the previous life, Dynasty Entertainment controls the entire entertainment industry on Hong Kong Island, and even has a great influence on the mainland's film and television music.

At this point, in terms of commercial competition, Yan Zhenglong, the prince of Dynasty Entertainment, was also a role that Lin Cheng had to deal with.

"My good brother, I also think he is unhappy! As long as it is the rich people in Hong Kong Island, I am unhappy!"

Wang Cong laughed with his shoulders crossed.

An easier way to be friends than to have common interests is to have common enemies.

"But he is the prince of Dynasty Entertainment! Boss, if you offend him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get along in the entertainment industry in the future, right?"

Chen Shiying said worriedly.

"What's wrong with it? I'm not afraid of offending Universal Music, so what's a mere Dynasty Entertainment?" Lin Cheng sneered.

"well said!"

"Brother Cheng, don't worry, if you don't say anything else, in the future, in the movie industry, my family's Yueda Movies, [-] Yueda Cities and [-] Yueda Cinemas across the country will give their full support, and I'm afraid he will be a fool!"

Wang Cong also dismissed it, and didn't like it at all.

"That's right, Brother Cong has plenty of money! Besides, this is the mainland, not Hong Kong Island, so Brother Cong is the one who cares the most!" Huang Ying echoed like licking a dog.

card!

Suddenly, the music stopped, and all the dancing young men and women looked at the center of the stage in a daze.

"Blessed are you who come to Bigbang tonight!"

"Let us use the warmest applause to grandly invite the honorable guest from Hong Kong Island, the supreme booth——Yan Shao! Sing a Cantonese song—"Broad Sea and Sky" for everyone!"