Chapter 93 Nightclub Warm-up No. 1

  At night, Jinbi Huang is a world of flames. Even a piece of ice can melt into water here. This is the most popular entertainment venue in Linjiang City, without exception.

  In the most prosperous business district of the city center, it's not easy to open a nightclub, occupying a large area is even more difficult, and being able to keep it booming without anyone coming to 'cause trouble' and collect protection fees, this is the most difficult.

  The latest and hottest opening dance music sounds in the ears, Russian dancers on stage 'emit' passionate and seductive postures, showing off their body curves and beauty to the audience below who cheered endlessly.

  The monthly Miss Crown pageant held at the beginning of each month is one of Golden Corral's most successful customer-attraction activities.

  Wang Yu sat with more than 20 colleagues in a large area at the back, the location was not very good, but it did not affect everyone's enthusiasm. Bai Ling sat beside Wang Yu, her body swaying to the beat of the music, unable to help herself from gently twisting.

  She changed into a new outfit after work, with her long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a purple short-sleeved T-shirt, straight-leg fitted jeans, and cartoon-patterned light yellow sneakers, looking like a college student, radiating youthfulness. As if she had caught Wang Yu's measuring gaze, she somewhat shyly covered her chest with her hand, although the V-neck was not low, from top to bottom, one could still see a glimpse of snow-white cleavage.

  "Each table has a 'flower' sender, one 'flower' is 1,000 yuan, which can be paid by bank and credit card. The contestant with the most 'flowers' will win the final competition. Miss Yueguang not only has a prize of 888,000 yuan but also gets recommended by the behind-the-scenes boss, having the opportunity to meet famous directors and agents in Beijing."

  Bai Ling excitedly twisted her body and leaned against Wang Yu's ear, explaining the rules of the game to him.

  Wang Yu secretly wiped away cold sweat, how did this girl think she was a big shot? Heaven can be witness, there's only 8 or 9 thousand yuan left on his card, inviting these colleagues to drink beer might not even be enough. But this group of people had already ordered several bottles of red wine, fortunately they were domestic, and didn't dare to order the expensive ones.

  Wang Yu's ears were tickled by the warm air blown out by Bai Ling, and he couldn't help but slightly turn his head, his cheek already touching her red and luscious lips, which had lip balm on them, smelling sweet and sticky.

  "Don't move rashly." Bai Ling glared at Wang Yu with almond-shaped eyes full of warning, seemingly having something to ask of him tonight, her tone softer than usual, but her slender hand pinched his waist.

  This 'girl' belongs to the cat species, looking soft and delicate, as if anyone can bully her a bit, but if you're not careful, she'll scratch you.

  Wang Yu made a face, exaggerating the pain. He wasn't in a hurry, fishing for big fish with a long line, first taking a loss, and waiting for Bai Ling's favorability towards him to rise to a certain level before capturing her.

  Just then, a quarrel broke out at the next table, with a group of men and women surrounding an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old man, shouting insults. With a crash, someone smashed a beer bottle and held the sharp half against the neck of the handsome but slightly weak-looking young man.

  "Get out of this table, we want it. What are you occupying the whole table for, move over and stand there." This was said by a young man with a small mustache, about 24 or 25 years old, in a fierce and threatening tone.

  "You... you're not being reasonable... I have money, let me see the show! Go away, or I'll call security..." The soft and weak-looking young man spoke in a Beijing accent. Seeing the security guard who had just arrived suddenly retreat, he immediately knew that this group of people was not to be trifled with. His pale face turned bright red with anger, and unintentionally, he caught a glimpse of Wang Yu smiling at him...

  The rice group is very depressed, really depressed. After causing trouble in the capital city, they escaped to Linjiang City and sought refuge with their sister, who was serving as vice mayor. However, upon arriving in the legendary Jiangnan region, they discovered that the local law and order environment was truly chaotic. They couldn't even win a car race, and when they went to a nightclub to watch a performance, they were bullied by others. In the imperial capital, this group of spoiled rich kids had always been the ones doing the bullying - how could they tolerate being bullied by others?

  "Wang Yu, come and help me..." Mituan saw Wang Yu's smile and got annoyed, just like seeing her sister's seemingly sunny but actually sinister smile. She shouted in anger. This anger was not directed at Wang Yu, just like a bullied child looking for protection from their parents.

  "Hah, you think you're tough? Who dares to help you? If you don't scram, I'll beat you to death!" The young man with a small mustache raised one hand holding a bottle and suddenly slapped Mi Tuan's face with the other.

  A bright red palm print suddenly appeared on her small white face.

  "Isn't that going too far?" Wang Yu suddenly appeared beside them, one hand grasping the young man's wrist, and the other already 'slapping' his face.

  With a crack, the young man with a small beard was 'pulled' down onto the table and was held up by his companions, or he would have fallen.

  "Who dares to hit Jia Shao? Don't you want to live anymore?"

  "Little brat, you're in trouble now! Everyone come at him together, first disable him and then throw him into the river to feed the fish!"

  Just as the young man with a small mustache and his companion were about to open their mouths to scold Wang Yu, they saw Wang Yu sneer and rush over, slapping them twice. The man and woman each had one side of their face swell up immediately.

  "Don't be too excessive, although I don't hit 'women', but with makeup like a ghost girl, I can't tell male from female" Wang Yu Hu stood in front of Mi Tuan's body, pointing at this group of young men and women who had already been beaten into a daze.

  Jia Shao, this group of people has been beaten senseless. Who's being excessive? We just slapped the young man once, but you didn't say a word and then slapped us several times. What's even more detestable is that you hit women too, yet you still have the nerve to say you don't hit women?

  Rice ball's excited eyes shone brightly, clapping his small hands and shouting: "Brother Yu, well done, it was so relieving! Help me 'slap' that little mustache again!"

  The head of the security guard who had just retreated led a group of guards to rush up, pointing at Wang Yu and Mi Tuan and roaring: "Stop you two! You even dare to hit Vice Mayor Jia's son. Come with me. After Young Master Jia has vented his anger, I hope you can still be alive."

  As he spoke, the head of security also inquired about Jia Shao's intention with his eyes. Because the boss had a rule that nothing could happen in the hall, especially on Miss Yueguan's important day, any conflicts had to be resolved outside.

  The rice ball jumped out, pointing at the security guard's nose and scolding: "When I was beaten, why didn't you care? Now that Xiao Hu Zi is being beaten, do you still have the face to ask us to admit our mistake? Let him vent? Ha, I haven't even vented yet, Brother Yu, call someone to smash this nightclub, if something happens, I'll help you settle it."

  Wang Yu glanced at Jia Shao's information and knew that his name was Jia Daoyou, his father was the vice mayor, and he was very close to the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, Ye Zekai. Recently, he had been in the province asking for connections to sweep black. Whether he was an enemy or a friend, Wang Yu didn't care about offending such a person.

  "That's right, my little brother hasn't even gotten angry yet, what kind of 'fuzz' is Jia Daoyou?" Wang Yu patted Mituan on the shoulder, encouraging him to make a big deal out of it.

  It's too embarrassing, Bai Ling asked herself to show off, thinking that just shouting and cheering would be enough, but didn't expect to have to give 'flowers', one 'flower' for 1,000 RMB. What a rip-off, even selling myself wouldn't be enough to afford it. Since I didn't bring enough money, might as well make a scene and let their Miss Crown pageant fail, that way I won't lose face in front of Bai Ling.

  The security guard's face turned pale with cold sweat. Since Wang Yu knew Jia Daoyou's identity, he was still so arrogant, and his background must be more powerful than Vice Mayor Jia.

  Jia Daoyou and his gang were also unsure of Wang Yu's and Mi Tuan's background, so they stood there in a daze, holding their wine bottles and chairs.

  They made such a fuss that, apart from the customers close to the stage who still didn't know, the customers at the next table were all paying attention, pointing and whispering, looking more interested in the hot dance of the Russian 'lady' on stage.

  "Who are you?" Jia Daoyou calmed down, his eyes cautiously staring at Wang Yu. Recently, due to Ye An Hao's death, the yamen in the city have been much lower-key than usual, because they heard that a ruthless and powerful black way prince had returned, and Ye An Hao's death was related to him.

  Mi Tuan shouted in front of Wang Yu: "Say it out loud, you'll be scared to death. But my sister said that for now, let him keep a low profile. Within three counts, you'd better kneel down and apologize to me, or I'll have Big Brother Yu call over a thousand little brothers to chop you into pieces and throw you into the river to feed the fish."

  The security guard's legs went soft and he knelt down with a thud. The light was bad earlier, but now he could see Wang Yu's appearance clearly. More than ten days ago, during the anti-demolition event at the North District Welfare Institute, he had caught a glimpse of Wang Yu from afar. At that time, Wang Yu had made over a thousand people risk their lives with just a flick of his finger, leaving a deep impression on him. On Linjiang Road, who hadn't heard of the name "Yu Xiu Luo"? Anyone who hadn't would definitely be ridiculed by their peers.

  "My brother didn't make you kneel, what are you kneeling for? Get out of here!" Mi Tuan found pleasure in pretending to be fierce, his waist straightened, a small white face excitedly red, pointing at Jia Daoyou and shouting, "You, I'm talking about you, earlier you slapped my right cheek, now I want to slap both your cheeks"

  Jia Daoyou and his group turned pale, several women were already trembling with fear, really didn't expect to meet the arrogant Yuxiu Luo here, too unlucky. However, they were mostly children of officials, although afraid, but also had a proud air, especially those who were slapped, were not convinced.

  "Hey, you think you're so great? Don't forget whose territory this is. I'm going to call the police." As he spoke, in front of Wang Yu, he took out his phone and dialed the emergency number.

  Wang Yu's face wore a smile, and he only used encouraging eyes to watch the situation develop. He didn't say anything, nor did he stop him; now he had handed over the right to control the scene to Mituan. The favor owed to Mitan was still pending, and this simple prince of the capital also needed to curry favor. This plan of killing two birds with one stone, he played it no worse than Mitan.

  Ordinary employees of the eighth department of Ding Sheng Group still didn't know that Wang Yu was so fierce, and he even helped someone fight in a nightclub. They didn't have the courage to follow up and cheer him on, the music was too loud, they couldn't hear what Wang Yu was saying, they just felt that those people had been beaten, and were very afraid of Wang Yu, and more surprisingly, the security captain with a fierce face actually knelt down.

  Bai Ling, who knew Wang Yu's identity, was even less worried and excitedly cheered and clapped along with the music beat, a typical introverted 'pervert' going crazy.

  At this moment, a group of security guards escorted a stylishly dressed man in his mid-30s down the stairs and walked straight to the scene. The man had fashionable hair and wore a red and black striped tie, with a smile on his face all the time.

  "I am Ni Qingjun, one of the people in charge of Jin Bi Huan Huang." The man in the suit stretched out his hand and said to Wang Yu with a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "Wang Yu, give me some face and let this matter drop."