There was even a rich kid who, in order to prank a girl with a good figure, went on stage and threw 10,000 yuan at her, just to make this drunk girl strip down to her underwear in front of everyone...

And this girl actually took her clothes off.

At this moment, Lin Dong was standing by the spiral staircase leading to the VIP seats on the second floor, leisurely smoking a cigarette.

The dazzling lights and vibrant atmosphere of the bar were nothing more than a series of false illusions in the eyes of this reborn individual, and they couldn't touch his heart.

He was looking for an opportunity to get into the second-floor office or get close to the big fish, the Smiling Tiger.

His cool and handsome appearance, coupled with his roguish charm and distinctive black suit, attracted the attention of many girls.

Several stylishly dressed girls approached him to chat, but Lin Dong ignored them.

I've seen plenty of girls in my past lives, how could you possibly pique my interest?

My only goal right now is to harvest black money and make money.

...

Suddenly, a noisy argument broke out in the west corner of the bar, accompanied by several women's screams.

The crowd stirred slightly, but not many people rushed over to watch.

People who frequent bars are used to the occasional arguments and conflicts that happen here.

Without bloodshed, these people have no interest whatsoever.

"Damn it, Wan Ya, you bitch, if I don't kill you tonight, I, Gao Xin, am not a man!"

A harsh shout pierced through the noisy music and the sounds of drinking.

Something happened.

Ma Baorong was right; Miss Wan Ya is definitely a troublemaker.

Lin Dong was speechless and gave up his heroic act of guarding the stairs.

He walked quickly to the service counter, made a phone call using the landline, and then headed towards the seats in the west corner.

In the 1990s, bars and nightclubs were a mixed bag, and fights and conflicts were commonplace.