Zhang Qiang looked the old man up and down in surprise, only to find that the old man was unyielding and refused to leave no matter how the club manager tried to persuade him.

The club manager was so angry that he called for help via walkie-talkie, but the old man was not afraid of making a scene. He shouted that he was not afraid of calling the police. He just wanted technician number 122 to wash his feet.

"Where are you from? What's your name? How dare you act so disrespectfully here?" one of the henchmen shouted.

When Su's father saw that they were wearing school uniforms, he took a closer look and exclaimed, "Wow, what a coincidence!"

It turns out they go to the same school as my daughter!

"These days, college students are using their parents' hard-earned money to chase girls."

"Don't you ever think about how hard your parents worked to send you to university...?"

Before Su's father could finish his lecture, Zhang Qiang and the others were already laughing so hard they were doubled over: "Hahaha, where did this bumpkin come from, trying to act as the discipline director?"

"Chasing girls? How tacky!"

"You old geezer, get out of here while we're in a good mood, or we'll beat you into a pulp."

Su's father was used to being domineering in his hometown, and he liked to say a few words to any young people he met.

Seeing that these city folks didn't give him any face and even mocked him for being unsophisticated, Su's father's expression suddenly turned fierce.

He has a modern-day get-out-of-jail-free card; he can kill these people without breaking the law.

He was thinking to himself that he should teach these thugs who didn't respect the elderly and care for the young a lesson.

Just as he lifted his foot, a boy in the middle of the crowd asked him, "You look familiar. What's your relationship with Su Qingjiao?"

When Su's father heard this man mention his daughter, he said without exaggeration that his daughter had good genes, which was why she had never lacked suitors since she was a child.

Then, with a smug and proud expression on his face, he introduced:

"Su Qingjiao is my daughter!"

The man who asked the question was clearly Zhang Qiang. Upon hearing this, he merely stared at Su's father with a cold smile: "You say she's your daughter, so she's your daughter? What proof do you have?"

Mr. Su was furious. If his daughter hadn't inherited his good genes, would she have grown up to be so beautiful?

Su's father always carried important documents with him, such as a mental illness assessment certificate with an official seal and a household registration booklet.

When questioned by Zhang Qiang, Su's father took out the household registration book from his newly bought leather bag, opened Su Qingjiao's page, and waved it in front of Zhang Qiang and the others.

"See? My daughter's household registration booklet is still in my hands."

Although it was only a brief three seconds, Zhang Qiang immediately noticed Su Qingjiao's name and ID number on the household registration booklet.

The moment Zhang Qiang recognized Su's father, he immediately thought of how to harm the Su family.

Seeing him pull out his household registration book to prove his father-daughter relationship with Su Qingjiao, Zhang Qiang smiled broadly at Su's father: "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were Su's father."

"If only I had known earlier... well, it's hindsight to say that now."

“Uncle Su, we’ve just finished enjoying ourselves. How about I treat you to the top floor of this club? I’m sure you’ll be satisfied.”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Su was somewhat surprised. Wanting to show off his wealth in front of the students, he said, "Isn't the top floor of this clubhouse a hotel? I find it too noisy."

"It's not as quiet as the five-star hotel I stay in, and the service is better too."

Zhang Qiang gave a mysterious smile and waved for all the technicians to leave the room.

"It's normal that you don't know, since you need someone you know to help you, and you also need to verify your assets to get on."

“I’ll take you up there, and you’ll see what the top floor is like.” Zhang Qiang’s feigned mystery piqued Su’s father’s curiosity.

He was arrogant and didn't care at all what these students, who hadn't even grown up yet, were up to in order to trick him into going up there.

As they left the private room, Zhang Qiang only took two of his underlings with him, sending the rest back. Seeing Su's father looking over, Zhang Qiang explained:

"Not everyone can go up to the club. Even though I'm a regular there, I can't bring a lot of people up."

This further fueled Su's father's desire to see what kind of monsters and demons were upstairs, operating in such a secluded place on the top floor of the clubhouse, yet still limiting the number of people allowed in.

The four of them entered the elevator. As soon as the elevator door on the top floor opened, two waiters in white shirts stood at the door.

"Sorry, this area is not open to the public."

Zhang Qiang took out a card and waved it in front of the two of them, then walked out of the elevator and verified the card at a verification machine next to the elevator.

Welcome!

Hearing the welcoming voice from the machine, the two waiters lowered their guard and stopped staring at the four of them.

Su's father became even more curious, never expecting that the top floor of the club was so secretive, and that ordinary people simply couldn't get in.

Zhang Qiang led them deeper into the corridor.

After walking through a few rooms, we were stopped by a large door.

Su's father looked around and saw that there were at least six cameras pointed at them in the corridor.

Zhang Qiang swiped the card he had just used next to the door, and the door opened automatically to both sides.

The once quiet corridor was suddenly filled with shouts and noise. Many people were talking, and if you listened carefully, you could faintly hear people saying things like "open" and "how come you lost again."

At this moment, Zhang Qiang suddenly invited Su's father in with a gentlemanly gesture, saying with a smile, "Uncle Su, we've arrived!"

"This is like a mini-Las Vegas. You can gamble away a fortune here, or become rich overnight."

"If you're lucky, you'll be the king of the casino."

So mysterious, it turns out to be a casino.

Mr. Su suddenly realized that Zhang Qiang had no relation to him, yet he had brought him to such a private casino. Mr. Su became wary.

Seeing that Su's father did not go in immediately, Zhang Qiang was not flustered. Once you come here, there is no one who is not tempted and can turn around and leave immediately.

Even if Su's father is wary now, he will definitely be very curious about what a casino that requires identity verification to enter is like.

Even if he doesn't gamble, he'll definitely be unable to suppress his curiosity and want to go in and broaden his horizons.

If he's willing to go in, he'll definitely be tempted to take a gamble.

Half a minute later, Su's father said with a smile, "Gambling is harmful. I am an honest and upright person and I never gamble."

“But we’re already at the door. If I don’t go in, wouldn’t that be disrespectful to you?”

"Then I'll go in and take a look."

As Mr. Su stepped inside, he felt as if he had instantly traveled through time. Behind him was a cold and quiet hotel corridor, while in front of him was a magnificent and opulent interior, with glittering halos of gold everywhere.

Baccarat, roulette, dice and other gambling equipment were all available, and each gambling table was surrounded by people. The four of them entered without attracting anyone's attention.

Everyone was staring at the card table in front of them, some shouting, some dejected, and some gesticulating wildly.

Zhang Qiang lowered his head and chuckled sarcastically.

Zhang Qiang called someone to exchange 10,000 yuan worth of chips at the exchange counter. He then gave ten chips to Su's father, saying, "Uncle, it's okay to play a little. Each chip is worth 100 yuan. I'll give you ten to try it out."