Chapter 10

It turned out to be the boss of the place, everyone called her Sister Hong.

Sister Hong, seeing their high consumption, specially came to toast them.

Yang Chao and his group felt greatly honored when the boss came to toast them, and they all drank their glasses dry.

After Sister Hong made the rounds, the red wine in her glass was still half full. But before she left, she had the manager send a bottle of 1990 Lafite, which would cost no less than 5,000 yuan on the market.

Chuzhou, after all, was not a bustling metropolis like Nanjing or Shanghai. With their consumption, including drinks, exceeding 100,000 yuan, Yang Chao and his group were already considered big spenders in the place.

The young man called Junshao, with a flushed face, said:

"This time, we relied on Brother Chao. Sister Hong is said to have a deep background; she is the woman of Boss Hao from Chuzhou. Usually, when I play with friends, it's the manager who greets us. We never get this kind of treatment."

"Zhou Tianhao? I've heard of him. It's said he has connections in both the black and white worlds. Once, a bureau chief in the city didn't give him face, and he was taken down. His background is super hard; he even has connections in the province," a girl with decent looks added.

They were just a group of rich second-generation kids with good family backgrounds, how could they compare to someone like Zhou Tianhao, who had eyes and hands everywhere? They all got excited when he was mentioned.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful he is, his woman still had to come and toast our Chao," Zhang Yumeng said coldly.

Yang Chao smiled smugly and looked at Chen Fan with a challenging gaze.

He was still upset about being embarrassed in front of everyone by this country bumpkin. So he raised his glass and said:

"How do you find the Royal Entertainment KTV, Brother Chen? You look lonely; shall we call a couple more to keep you company?"

"How could someone from Sishui County be interested in the scene in Chuzhou?" Junshao sneered.

Chen Fan frowned, put his glass down on the coffee table with a 'slam,' and said with a mocking smile:

"Yang Chao, are you looking for trouble?"

"How could I? You, Mr. Chen, are so powerful. Sitting there eating and drinking, how could I dare to provoke you?" Yang Chao said sarcastically.

"Enough, stop it," Jiang Churan glared at Chen Fan and then turned to Yang Chao: "Today is Mengmeng's birthday. Do you want to cause trouble?"

"Alright, alright, for the sake of Miss Jiang," Yang Chao raised his hands dramatically.

Chen Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he was already very displeased.

...

After a while, Junshao's beautiful companion said she was going to the restroom.

She had dressed up very maturely today to attend this birthday party with her boyfriend.

She wore a nightclub outfit, a black, sexy, low-cut, strapless mini-dress that exposed a lot of cleavage and a very short skirt that only reached her buttocks, revealing her slender, white thighs. Although she was only sixteen or seventeen, she was well-developed, and with her delicate makeup and high heels, she didn't look like a high school student at first glance. She walked with a swaying gait, mature yet with a hint of innocence.

Unexpectedly, just as she came out of the restroom and was fixing her makeup in front of the mirror, someone slapped her firm, round buttocks from behind, and she screamed.

Junshao, who was looking for her, heard the scream and immediately rushed over.

He saw her being pulled by the hair by a fat, middle-aged man who was slapping her face hard. As he slapped her, he cursed: "You bitch, you're a prostitute, and you're pretending to be pure? You dare to hit me?"

Junshao's real name was Ding Junfei. His family owned a clothing factory worth a few million. He was good at socializing and knew many people in the entertainment scene.

He usually hung out with Yang Chao in Zhongxing District, and no one dared to mess with them. Seeing this scene, how could he tolerate it? He rushed over and kicked the middle-aged man, making him roll on the ground.

"Go to hell, you fat pig. How dare you bully my girlfriend?" Junshao kicked him a few more times, making the man scream in pain.

The fat, middle-aged man, after being kicked, got up and pointed at him, shouting: "Kid, you wait. If you dare to give your name, I'll see if I don't kill you."

"Alright, I'll wait. My name is Ding Junfei, from the Queen Hall. If you have the guts, come and kill me."

After avenging his girlfriend, Ding Junfei felt greatly satisfied and pulled her back to the Queen Hall.

When his friends asked what happened, he put on a cool act and said: "Nothing, just met a fat pig from Shanxi Province. He dared to flirt with Xiaoxin, so I kicked him a few times, and he ran away."

Xiaoxin was his girlfriend, whom he had just started dating, and he was very protective of her.

"You're awesome, man," a friend punched him, and Ding Junfei's pride soared.

"Still, be careful. This isn't our territory. If we offend someone, it could be troublesome," a kid whose father was a deputy district chief warned.

Most of them were from Zhongxing District, and their connections were there. They could usually resolve any issues with a phone call, but the New District was far from the city center and was a newly developed area. If something happened, their families might not be able to help.

"Let's go, we're done anyway," Jiang Churan stood up.

She was afraid of such trouble, and as a girl, she would be at a disadvantage if things escalated.

"No problem, if things get bad, we can ask Chao's dad. His dad runs a five-star hotel; who doesn't know him?" Zhang Yumeng hugged her and said proudly.

Yang Chao smiled modestly, clearly proud of his father's connections.

He raised his glass and said: "Don't worry, Ranran. We have so many people here; what's there to be afraid of? Let's keep playing."

Hearing this, the others also raised their glasses. Jiang Churan, seeing that no one wanted to leave, hesitated.

They were a group of rich second-generation kids who loved trouble. With a beautiful girl in front of them and alcohol in their systems, they were fearless.

Chen Fan frowned slightly. He finally remembered this incident from his past life.

At that time, Ding Junfei had offended a powerful figure in Chuzhou and was severely punished. He didn't expect it to happen here. This was a good opportunity to take Jiang Churan away and keep her out of the trouble to come.

He stood up and said:

"Ranran, it's so late. Your aunt is waiting for us at home. Why don't we go back?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yumeng's face changed:

"What do you mean? You want to take Ranran away? You're not going to the birthday party?"

"Who are you to decide for Ranran?" a girl next to her said sharply.

Yang Chao also turned his head, dissatisfied:

"Brother, that's not nice. What, you're not having fun here?"

"Alright, if you're not having fun, you can leave. But whether Miss Jiang leaves or not is up to her."

Yang Chao's words put Jiang Churan in a difficult position, forcing her to choose between Chen Fan and her friends. Everyone's eyes were on her, and Chen Fan also looked at her.

Jiang Churan was secretly angry but had to make a choice. After all, one was just a stranger, while the other was a childhood friend and close friend.

She frowned and finally smiled: "Since everyone wants to play, I'll stay and play with you."

She turned her face away, not wanting to look at Chen Fan: "You go back by yourself and tell my mom for me."

Clearly, the stranger Chen Fan was not as important to her as her friends and the social circle.

Zhang Yumeng patted her shoulder, pulled her close, and kissed her: "That's my good friend."

She looked at Chen Fan with disdain: "Ranran has spoken, Chen boy, why don't you scram?"

Everyone in the room burst into laughter, all looking at the isolated young man standing alone. It seemed they were mocking his overestimation of himself.

'Even your companion has abandoned you. What face do you have to stay?'

Xu Rongfei tugged at Jiang Churan's sleeve, but she clearly wasn't going to change her mind.

Jiang Churan, though a bit reluctant, knew that backing out now would offend Zhang Yumeng and Yang Chao deeply.

In such a situation, hesitation would only lead to trouble.

Chen Fan stood there, shook his head.

Forget it, if she doesn't want to leave, why should he care? Truly, it's like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a good deed.

Just as he was about to leave, he sensed something and paused, thinking to himself:

"Speak of the devil, it seems I can't leave even if I want to."

"I want to see how they will get through this."

...

The fat, middle-aged man, full of anger, walked to the most luxurious 'Emperor Hall' of the Royal Entertainment. Two men in black suits stood guard at the door of the Emperor Hall. Seeing his disheveled appearance, they were shocked:

"Boss Zhang, what happened?"

The man, furious, pushed open the door to the Emperor Hall.

The Emperor Hall was very spacious, with luxurious decorations, expensive carpets, a mobile LCD TV wall, and Italian leather sofas.

On the sofas, there were many beautiful women, each more attractive than the princesses in the main hall. They were the top performers of the Royal Entertainment, including two who were college students and the campus beauties of their schools, lured by Sister Hong with various financial incentives.

In the center of the sofas sat a man in a Zhongshan suit.

Behind him stood a row of neatly dressed men in black suits, surrounding him like stars around the moon, clearly a big shot.

The man sat with a grand air, flanked by two beautiful women. One was a woman in her thirties, wearing a black evening gown, seductive and charming, who had just toasted Yang Chao. The other was younger, wearing a white qipao with a high slit, revealing a lot of smooth, white skin. She had light makeup and a cold, proud expression, the most beautiful in the room.

He was eating grapes peeled by Sister Hong, his hand on the thigh of the woman in the white qipao, caressing her cool, smooth, high-end stockings. The woman in the white qipao felt disgusted but didn't dare to move her leg. She knew how terrifying the man's methods were for those who disobeyed him.

Seeing the fat, middle-aged man burst in angrily, he looked up in surprise:

"Boss Zhang, what's going on?"