Chapter 118: Arrogant Wang's Aura

Despite his vow of not stopping, Wang Yan had already rested for two days.

Therefore, he did not go for a massage after swimming.

No matter how unqualified Miss Yuanxiang was, she was at least a pretty girl with a face score of 80.

Decent Wang thought to himself, if Miss Yuanxiang had any evil intentions towards me, he'd be in an awkward positon...

No, no, no!

He couldn't go!

President Wang was still determined.

So he stepped into the gym, intending to do some weight lifting to vent his frutration.

It was a Tuesday afternoon, and there weren't many people in the gym.

Wang Yan walked around, but he couldn't find any equipment that he knew how to use. He took a liking to a woman at first sight.

She was about 25 years old, and was in the stage of maturing from an immature youth. Her face was popular among the internet celebrities, but her figure was very good.

The young lady was doing stomach exercises, lifting the barbell with strength from her waist.

Wang Yan watched her from the side. Every time she exerted force, muscle lines would appear.

Wang Yan casually sent a probe over..

Damn you, Wang Yan, why are you so bad?

He scolded himself and turned around to leave.

[ target's face value is less than 90 points, unable to be detected. ]

She had an internet celebrity's face which looked to have a value over 92 points, but the radar could not detect it. What did this mean? !

Goodbye, sis!

There was a muscular man next to the girl. He looked at Wang Yan in surprise and thought to himself, "This kid sneaked a glance at her but didn't do anything and just wanted to leave?"

Could it be that he saw I'm guarding her and knew he's no match for me?

After a moment of complacency, he quickly turned his head back and tried to strike up a conversation with the girl.

"Pretty lady, you're doing pretty well in your abdominal jerk training, huh? How many can you do in one go?"

"Hehe, I don't know."

"I have a small company in the nearby Zhongguancun. When I'm not busy in the afternoon, I come here to relieve my stress. You Don't usually come here, right? I often come to Shangri-la, and this is the first time I see you here."

"Oh! You're awesome! As for me, I moved to the nearby area not long ago. Today... I think it's my third time here?"

The cold beauty turned into the girl next door in a second.

The muscular man was secretly pleased with himself. He felt that he had a good chance with her, so he became even more attentive.

Wang Yan watched the two of them chat more and more lively. He could not help but shake his head and sigh.

Bro, you're more or less a successful person. Do you have to be so desperate?

If you're not desperate, then you're blind.

President Wang laughed secretly as a sense of superiority arose in his heart.

Bro, what a low level are you at!

What's the use of having a thick wallet?

You have to have good taste!

..

Wang Yan felt that his trip to the gym was not in vain since he got a good laugh. After five minutes, he put down the barbell and went back to his room.

I'll playing online games! Keeping fit is so annoying!

Huh?

I'll play Dota!

With great enthusiasm, he downloaded the game, installed it, looked up the basic guide, and started!

As expected, he was hammered into the ground again.

When his hands left the keyboard, Wang Yan looked dazed.

Holly crap! Dota is even more difficult than LOL!

Really, Wang Yan felt that if this continued, he would lose interest in all the things that young people used to entertain themselves.

Eh?

By the way, how exactly do young people nowadays entertain themselves?

Wang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he went online to search for the answer.

Of course, President Wang was a young person, but how could a grade 12 student have time for entertainment? His entertainment was exchanging curses with his desk mate, so he knew nothing about the popular entertainment among young people.

The result of the search made Wang Yan extremely disappointed -- reading novels, playing games, dating, hitting bars and disco.

It was still the same old four things?

That was indeed the case.

At this time, watching live broadcasts was not popular yet. This year was called the first year of online live broadcasts.

It meant that there were very few people doing livestream...

A short video APP called Fast Hands was quite popular recently, but Wang Yan took a look and quickly lost interest.

How to put it?

It was a little too down-to-earth. Even when Wang Yan was at his poorest, he wouldn't have related to the content on display.

It just wasn't to his taste.

He had sent a text message to Liu Li but didn't receive her reply until 9 o'clock. It seemed that she would be busy until very late again. Wang Yan got up and changed his clothes.

He would go to the nightclub today!

As a young man, he had to try everything. If he did not like it, he would give it up. If he liked it, he would get a new hobby.

In this way, he wouldn't waste the golden time of his youth.

He changed into the Hermès T-shirt which was a little tight at his shoulders and muscular chest. It didn't matter. It could be considered a different dressing style.

Casual pants were easier to handle -- just wear them as a pair of cropped pants!

The shoes were still Hermès sports. When he bought them, they were a little loose, but now they were just right for his feet.

Should he take a handbag?

He hesitated for a moment and picked up the fancy Louis Vuitton white handbag in which he put his ID card, bank cards, and more than 8,000 yuan in cash.

He airblew his hair and looked in the mirror. Oh, this young man was very fashionable!

OK, let's go!

He asked the hotel to drive him to Mr. Thirteen.

It was actually warm-up time at 9 o'clock. Today was Tuesday, so there was no long line in front of the nightclub.

Slowly walking over, Wang Yan took a closer look at the shape of the nightclub's entrance and exclaimed, "Cool!"!

He walked up slowly and could finally look at the facade close up. It turned out that the nightclub's official name was Sirteen, which ws translated to Mr. Thirteen. It was really interesting.

Walking through the door that was designed like an industrial machine, he entered a small waiting area and an upward corridor.

Before he went upstairs, a salesman came up to him and asked if he had reserved a table.

Wang Yan did not pretend to be a regular. He shook his head frankly. "This is my first time in a club. Please show me around."

Although he said "Please," his tone was unquestionable.

For more than ten days, he had been served by personal assistants and waiters of a five-star hotel. Wang Yan didn't have an imposing manner, but he had completely adapted to the new status as a high-end consumer.

I'm not the one who spent the most, but I'm definitely be the top 10% of the customers. It's only right for me to make requests.

A nightclub salesperson would definitely be shrewd. Glancing at Wang Yan's attire and seeing his easy posture, he immediately knew what to do.

Thus, he was extremely enthusiastic. "Sir, please follow me. My name is Yu Hao, you can just call me Little Hao."

First, he had to pay for the admission. The money was not much, but it acted as a necessary screening.

When Wang Yan was paying, Yu Hao saw the Patek Philippe on his wrist. He did not recognize the exact model, but he immediately made an effort to memorize Wang Yan's features.

Sirteen's was very spacious inside. The decorations were stylish, especially the DJ station surrounded by escalators. It looked like a Roman church.

It was still early and the ceiling lights were pink. The atmosphere was ambiguous; the fragrance in the air made people's hearts race.

Although the warm-up music was low, people were in a good mood. Some girls were swaying their bodies to the music.

Moreover, there were no hooligans who had dragon or and dancing phoenixes tattoos on their bodies. This made Wang Yan very satisfied.

Therefore, he turned his head and asked Yu Hao, "I'm alone. How do you suggest me to have fun here?"

Normally, he should not have asked. By asking this question, he looked like he had no social experience and could be easily fooled.

However, Wang Yan didn't care. I will ask openly and confidently. If you try to fool me, you better think again. I can find another guy to replace you.

This method was simple and crude, but very effective.

Yu Hao immediately took out his phone. "While the music isn't up yet, it's convenient to talk. Please add me on wechat first. Today, Little Hao will definitely arrange everything to your satisfaction!"

Wang Yan thought for a moment before agreeing.

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His hesitation made Yu Hao attach even more importance to him.

The moment of thinking showed that Wang Yan valued his privacy and did not easily add friends. It was what an arrogant and aloof young master would do.

Yu Hao asked eagerly, "How should I address you?"

"My surname is Wang."

"Then I'll call you Young Master Wang."

Wang Yan did not comment and looked at him quietly.

Yu Hao immediately began to introduce the services.

"Young Master Wang, we have seven private rooms where you can get guaranteed privacy. Since you're here alone today, you have no need for them. If you want a room in the future, book one. I guarantee that you won't be disappointed!

"I suggest that you take a small booth. It's your first time here, so you don't have spend a lot of money. Just get familiar with the place and have fun.

"If you like electronic music and dance, take a booth near the dance floor. It'll be lively.

"If you don't like the noise, there are a few relatively quiet booths in the corner. I can arrange a few beautiful women to drink and dance with you. I guarantee that you'll have fun.

"I don't recommend you to sit at the bar counter. There will be many people in

while. Once you turn your back, your seat will be taken.

"What do you think?"

Wang Yan asked with great interest, "What do you mean by arranging som beautiful women?"

Seeing that Wang Yan didn't even ask about the prices, Yu Hao became even more excited.

"You know, the nightclubs all have reception desks. Therefore, we have the contact information of many beautiful girls. They don't provide illegal services, but it's a common practice in the industry to use girls to warm up the the atmosphere.

"I can call a few girls for you. I guarantee that they are pretty, and they're definitely not the kind of girls that trick customers into buying drinks for them.

"Of course, whether or not you accept their company and how far you want them to go will ultimately depend on you."

Wang Yan asked sharply, "If I take a liking to a girl, can you promise to get her over to me?"

Yu Hao wanted to pat his chest and make a promise, but before he spoke, he hesitated and told the truth.

"Young Master Wang, I have a way to deal with regular customers, but one-third of the girls are just here to relax. Even the salespeople who made the reservations may not know the girls, so I can't promise it."

Yu Hao was a little nervous, but Wang Yan laughed instead.

"I'm just asking. You're right. It's my first time here and I just want to feel the atmosphere first. Take me to a quiet booth."

Wang Yan meant it.

The most important purpose for going out today was to experience. It would be if he had the opportunity to flirt with a beautiful woman, but if not, he wouldn't mind.

With the system around, there was no need to be in a rush.

He had long ago suppressed the impatience to immediately enjoy all the luxuries.

He had a reason for everything he did. Wang Yan had been using the standards of a god-level tycoon, not an impatient nouveau riche, to discipline himself.

Yu Hao didn't understand it, but he suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was a little hard to gauge. He was like the kind of shrewd big shots who had a solid strength in every word and action.

He was even more attentive.

Therefore, he immediately led Wang Yan to a booth far away from the dance floor. Just as he was about to speak, the young man waved his hand and stopped him.

"Too crowded."

It was a row of tables before an ultra-long sofa. Each table could seat three or four people, but they would have little space with the people sitting at the next table.

Wang Yan did not want to squeeze into a group of men. Even though he was alone tonight, he still had to play comfortably.

After all, what was the breathing wages for?

He wouldn't spend it when he did not want to, but when he spent it, he must get what he wanted.

Yu Hao was shocked by these two short words, and speculations rose in his mind.

What did this young man's family do?

Why did it feel like he was the kind who ordered his servants around every day?

He became even more respectful and attentive to Wang Yan.

"Okay, I'll take you to a big booth."

Yu Hao eagerly led Wang Yan to a semi-circular booth in the back. Although it was called a booth, it was actually more like a semi-enclosed compartment.

The location was very good, diagonally facing the stage. The space was especially spacious, and there were two wine tables inside. Wang Yan estimated that it could seat 20 people.

There were two waiters guarding the entrance of the booth, and a security guard was standing two steps away.

Yu Hao was very good at flattering people. He immediately told them, "This is Young Master Wang. Serve carefully!"

At this moment, Wang Yan hadn't even ordered the liquor yet.

No matter how much of a noob Wang Yan was, he had still gone online to read some guides and knew that there were minimum consumption for the booths.

He sat down in the booth and waved his hand, saying, "Bring me liquor and food according to the minimum consumption. There's no need to find someone to accompany me. I'll sit for a while."

Even the wealthy guys with a net worth of 30 to 50 million did not have Wang Yan's imposing manner.

President Wang was a typical example of someone who did not have much money in his pockets, but in his mind, he thought of himself as a billionaire.

Of course, even a wealthy person with a net worth of 500 million couldn't say that he would definitely earn 3.5 million a month and 40 million a year in net profit.

So his manner couldn't be called arrogance, it was called aura. Staff in nightclubs always bowed to this kind of aura.

Yu Hao immediately asked, "Do you prefer foreign liquor or Champagne?"

"Champagne."

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

Not long after, Yu Hao came with a waiter and a bunch of things.

"The Evening Light Champagne King costs 3,880 yuan, Budweiser one dozen 880, Deluxe Fruit Plate 380, and the rest are mineral water, snacks, tissue, and so on. I'll round the figure down to 5500 yuan."

Wang Yan paid and thanked him. Then, Yu Hao took the initiative to toast a glass of wine to Wang Yan, to show his respect.

"If you don't want to drink the Champagne King, you don't have to open it. You can save it for the next time. I'll tell the security guard to not let unclean girls come in to drink with you. If someone can still come in, it's safe to play with them."

Wang Yan estimated that the word "unclean"in his mouth was definitely not in the conventional sense of dirty. He did not understand, but he didn't bother to to ask, so he nodded with a smile.

Yu Hao added an explanation in the end.

"I only ordered a table for you. I know you don't lack money, but there's no need to take the entire big booth. You can't play to your satisfaction if you stay here all by yourself. Don't worry. I'll try my best to bring some female customers to sit at the table next to yours. I guarantee that there won't be any unpleasantness!"

As if he was serving his own father, he did not even think of extorting a sum of money from Wang Yan. Instead, he was considerate in every way.

Yu Hao didn't treat Wang Yan as a lackey who could be fleeced as much as he could.

Tonight, Young Master Wang should have a good time.

After Yu Hao left, Wang Yan began to slowly move his body to the music.

For a guy who came in the nightclub for the first time, the music was a little loud. Moreover, he couldn't let go of himself for the time being.

Would someone became the prince of the club just because he was rich?

No way.

He had to be a wild partier or have some basic dancing skills. Only then could he follow the rhythm of the music and move his limbs freely.

He observed the other party goers and and learnt. As he enjoyed himself, the club gradually filled up.

Another group of customers came into the booth. There were five or six of them, and they were all women, as Yu Hao had promised.

Wang Yan glanced at them and found that their looks were average. He lost interest.

He raised his hand to look at his watch. It was 10 o'clock sharp.

On the DJ stage, the slightly quiet pop music suddenly changed into an electronic music. Although the volume was still not high, the atmosphere was finally starting to get lively.

Wang Yan had only heard electronic music as the BGM of the videos he watched. Today, he carefully listened and found that it was actually not bad.

It was the kind of feeling that turn people's blood hot, and made them they eager to move their bodies and sway with the music.

Wang Yan did not have any words to describe the feeling but it was very interesting anyway.

Slowly, Wang Yan's movements became more and more fluid. He did not think of flirting with girls. He just followed the music and moved as he pleased. Then, he gradually learned to step on the rhythm of the music.

It was true. If a person had a little talent in dancing, he would definitely unconsciously follow the rhythm of the music.

The movements might not be very standard, but it loosened the limbs naturally. Following the rhythm, he'd pause, then shake his legs and wave his arms. It felt great.

When he could really dance to the rhythm of the music, a great sense of achievement arose in his heart.

Music was really the second language of mankind.

Dancing was a very liberating way of expression oneself.

When the music and dancing were combined, there was only one word for the feeling: awesome!

When Wang Yan listened too music, he always tap with the beat with his foot or something. Now, he was having a great time and found himself in love with electronic music.

Emmm..

From piano music to EDM, he was really a layman who loved all the kinds of music...

When it was 10:30 pm, the lights in the venue suddenly changed. The pink ceiling light was completely extinguished. The three-dimensional revolving lights of red and blue shot out suddenly, and the entire place was immediately plunged into a dim world with jumping color lights.

It was the final part of the warm-up stage. When the first program came on stage at 11 o'clock Sharp, the atmosphere would really get hot.

Wang Yan returned to his seat to rest. Just as he took a sip of wine, a beautiful woman from the next table suddenly came over with a wineglass in her hand.

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