But few people know that the boss behind this club is Ye Wangchuan.
Most of the young men and socialites only know that the boss here has a strong background, and few people dare to cause trouble in the club.
Many of them play just for safety.
The reputation of [Ji] gradually spread, and it became a gathering place for many second-generation people in Beijing. In the evening, they like to go to the club and book a private room to play billiards and cards together.
There is also a group of people gathering there tonight.
Zhang Yang made a phone call first.
A few seconds later.
Someone picked up the phone.
"Brother Yang."
Along with the voices came the deafening sound of music.
Zhang Yang frowned, tugged at the tie around his neck, and said to the person on the other end, "I'll come find you later."
Li De was extremely surprised: "At this time? Have you finished the concert?"
"Um."
Zhang Yang didn't give him a chance to ask more questions: "I'll tell you when I get over there."
…
after an hour.
A Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the club.
The waiter at the door saw Zhang Yang getting out of the car and took the initiative to greet him: "Mr. Zhang, you're here?"
"Which box are Li De and the others in?" Zhang Yang's attitude was very gentle, but he looked tired, and his usual smile was gone.
The waiters were all very smart and immediately led the way: "Mr. Li and his friends are in Box 006, please follow me."
Zhang Yang followed behind him.
The two of them soon arrived outside a private room.
No sound could be heard from inside the corridor.
If Zhang Yang hadn't heard how noisy it was on the phone, he would have believed that the group of people were sleeping in there. Wait for the waiter to open the door of the box.
The music inside immediately filled my eardrums, the crackling drum beats were deafening, and there were many people talking and chatting inside.
Zhang Yang straightened his suit jacket and walked in. At a glance, he saw Qin Si was actually inside, playing Pai Gow.
Probably because she saw him coming.
Qin Si called a person who was watching the cards nearby to ask the question, then stood up and greeted him: "Why are you here?"
Zhang Yang opened his mouth, but the loud music made him feel overwhelmed and he didn't have time to say anything.
Then Qin Si slammed the table impatiently and called out to one of them, "Ruijie, why are you turning up the volume so loudly? Damn, are you deaf?"
As soon as he spoke, the group of people singing KTV suddenly became as quiet as chickens and obediently used the remote control to turn the volume down to the minimum.
Qin Si then turned around and asked him to find a place to sit.
"Go talk over there."
Zhang Yang followed him over and found a seat to sit down.
At this time, a flashy young man came over with a wine glass. As soon as he arrived, he was drunk and pulled Zhang Yang to toast him.
Zhang Yang was in meetings and dealing with various things during the day, and then went to a concert in the evening. He was so busy that he had no mood to drink.
He declined the other party's toast and mentioned someone instead: "Is Haitong still in our group?"
The young man sobered up instantly, with a constipated expression on his face, as if he had eaten a fly but couldn't spit it out, and stuck out his tongue: "Brother Yang, why did you mention her?"
Qin Si didn't know what was going on yet, so he pulled them over and asked, "What happened?"
Qin Si is usually close to the Ye family and is somewhat familiar with the people who come and go in the Ye family.
He knows Haitong.
The granddaughter of an old friend of Mr. Ye.
The old man liked this little girl very much and treated her almost like a younger member of his own family. He would mention her every year during the holidays.
(End of this chapter)