Parents' hearts are always full of love and worry. In fact, the ending of the tragic youth was destined from the very beginning.
He won't regret the path he chose.
Just then, a henchman pushed open the door and entered: "Manager Ye, there's a drunk guest causing trouble at the club. You need to go and take a look."
"Okay, I'll be right there." Ye Xingchen nodded, turned around and left with the underling.
People who frequent these kinds of clubs are generally people of great influence, possessing both wealth and power.
They already felt superior, and after drinking too much, they felt even more invincible, so it's quite common to see people causing trouble here under the influence of alcohol.
When Ye Xingchen arrived, the private room was already full of people.
The waiter in the club had his head broken, the girls who were drinking with him had their clothes torn to shreds, and two of his underlings were knocked to the ground.
A fat man with a thick Cantonese accent was cursing loudly: "You scum, do you know who I am? If you piss me off, I'll make you regret it. Remember me, my name is Wang Chenghu."
Wang Chenghu, one of the Five Tigers of Yuecheng, is known in the underworld as Fat Tiger.
This guy has a lot of influence in Yuecheng, and the bodyguards he brought are all professionals.
Yuecheng is known as a martial arts town, so this guy's bodyguards are naturally all trained martial artists. It's normal that the underlings in the club were taken down.
"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, I didn't satisfy you today. I'm Ye Cheng, the manager here. Please take care of me." Ye Xingchen walked up with a smile and said, "Send the injured person for treatment and get Mr. Wang a different private room."
For those in the club business, the key is to make money through harmony. After all, it's not appropriate to start a business right away when people come here to spend money.
Ye Xingchen also showed great restraint in this situation.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I didn't treat you well. Today's bill is on me. Here's my business card." Ye Xingchen handed over his business card with both hands.
You can't hit someone who's smiling at you. It's best to resolve this matter as quickly as possible, otherwise it will affect your business.
Unexpectedly, Fatty Tiger glanced at Ye Xingchen and then knocked the business card out of Ye Xingchen's hand and onto the ground.
"You, a mere manager, think you can solve this? I disagree." Fat Tiger said in a thick dialect, "Let your boss solve this, otherwise this matter won't be over."
“Our CEO Kun is away today, but if CEO Wang has any requests, just tell me.” Ye Xingchen said with a smile, “If CEO Wang has any complaints, let me know and I will correct them promptly.”
"You people here have terrible service! Damn it, I've traveled all over the country and been to so many places, and you guys are the worst!" Wang Chenghu lashed out at Ye Xingchen, calling him trash over and over again.
Ye Xingchen listened with a smile, nodding occasionally to indicate that he was aware of these issues and would correct them in a timely manner.
"Mr. Wang, the problems you mentioned do exist. Don't worry, we'll fix them promptly. Just don't let them affect your mood," Ye Xingchen said with a smile. "How about this, I'll arrange a private room for you to have some fun, and I'll take these people to the hospital for treatment, okay?"
"You bunch of trash, none of you are any good. Here's what we'll do: make all the people who just barged in kneel down and kowtow to me in apology, and that'll be the end of this." Wang Chenghu lit a cigar, his short, fat figure exuding arrogance.
The thugs at the club were all furious. This fat guy was too arrogant. If he were outside, he would have been stabbed to death long ago.
However, since this was inside a clubhouse, which was open for business, no one dared to impulsively approach the fat man despite his arrogance.
“Mr. Wang, this is not appropriate.” Ye Xingchen said with a smile, “You are also in business. These are all employees. To be frank, they are just working hard to earn money here. There is no need to make things difficult for them.”
"If I don't make things difficult for them, who will I make things difficult for? You?" Wang Chenghu sneered.
“That’s fine too, Mr. Wang can give me some difficult problems,” Ye Xingchen said.
"Get some vodka," Wang Chenghu sneered. "Then add a big bucket of ice, Remy Martin, XO..."
After listing a series of wine names, Ye Xingchen asked the waiter to fetch them. A moment later, a cart full of wine was brought up.
Vodka is a strong liquor, and this guy specifically asked for the highest proof, over 90 proof. It's practically the same as regular alcohol.
Fatty Wang opened all the different kinds of liquor and poured out an entire bucket.
The small bucket filled with ice held more than two liters of liquor. He pushed the bucket towards Ye Xingchen and said, "Kid, finish this liquor in five minutes, and I'll consider letting your man go."
"Really?" Ye Xingchen smiled.
"Who do you think I am, Fatty Tiger? I keep my word." Wang Chenghu sneered.
"Okay, it's a deal." Ye Xingchen reached for the wine.
"President Ye..." The person behind him was taken aback. With all these strong liquors mixed together, even someone with a high alcohol tolerance would probably not be able to handle it.
Moreover, this barrel of liquor contains a full two liters; if you finish it in five minutes, even a stomach of iron would vomit blood.
"It's alright, as long as Mr. Wang is happy, I'll keep you company to the end." Ye Xingchen waved to stop his subordinate, smiled slightly, and picked up the small wine barrel: "Mr. Wang, I'll begin."
"Let's get started, hehe, kid, you've got guts." Wang Chenghu gave a thumbs up.
Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, picked up the wine barrel, tilted his head back, and began to drink.
A whole barrel of wine was poured into his stomach little by little, without Ye Xingchen pausing at all.
The mixture of these liquors tasted like a knife cutting into one's throat, but Ye Xingchen drank it down as if it were water.
Soon, the barrel of wine was emptied. People on the side applauded and cheered for Ye Xingchen until he slammed the barrel on the table. Everyone burst into enthusiastic applause and cheers.
"President Ye is really amazing."
"Amazing, truly amazing."
"I've never seen anyone drink so much."
In an instant, Ye Xingchen became like a war god in their eyes.
Everyone looked at Ye Xingchen with admiration, firstly because Ye Xingchen was standing up for them, and secondly because his alcohol tolerance was really impressive.
Ye Xingchen wiped his mouth, turned the bucket over, and saw a few drops of wine dripping from it.
"Mr. Wang, are you satisfied with this?" Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
Wang Chenghu's expression was not good. He originally thought that the problem he had set was difficult enough, but he did not expect that the other party could solve it so easily.
He finished his drink; where would he put his pride then? Wasn't this a slap in the face?
"Not bad, kid. You've got some skills." Wang Chenghu squinted, tilting his head as he stared at Ye Xingchen. "Your alcohol tolerance is pretty good, huh? But are all the people Liu Kun keeps here good-for-nothings?"
"Of course not. Kun is a talent scout; he has a good eye for people."
"Haha, screw you! He's a talent scout, so you're some kind of genius?" Wang Chenghu laughed loudly, then cursed, "Then what am I?"
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