Chapter 924: The Handsome Man

Sun Wei took the invitation letter.

Masquerade, Moonlight Bar?

Tonight at seven?

He flipped through the invitation and sneered, "Why does even a bar need an invitation? It's so high-class?"

"Most of the people who attend the parties organized by Mr. Zhao are from the entertainment industry, and there are also some big business tycoons from home and abroad."

Sun Weimeng understood immediately, "Pimp?"

Relying on pimping to expand his network, Master Zhao is really good at it. No wonder Pei Zheng looked down on other members of the Zhao family and gave this shady job to Master Zhao. I don't know how many connections he has made for Pei Zheng over the years.

It’s no wonder that Huo Xingzhou said that the second largest family in the imperial capital would cause huge damage if it were desperate.

Sun Weimeng suddenly remembered the fire at the Thirteen Bay Pier. Pei Zheng's business was all over the world. Could the secret be hidden in this Moonlight Bar?

Perhaps those deals were not made by him, but through some gray channels.

Like a masquerade?

Then maybe there will be some gain from tonight's dance.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows.

Pei Zhengdu has eighteen caves.

Huo Xingzhou urged: "Bring more people with you."

Sun Wei raised his chin and said, "Don't worry, I cherish my life very much. If Lao Chen doesn't go out, just come with me. I feel at ease with him around."

"Yeah. Don't act impulsively, and try not to expose yourself."

"Well, what if we get exposed?"

"It doesn't matter. We have already torn our relationship with the Pei family. It's fine as long as you can get out of this unscathed..."

Sun Weimeng suddenly laughed: "You said that when I return to Haicheng, can our Sun family's business monopolize the whole country? I will rely on you for food for the rest of my life, okay?"

Huo Xingzhou glanced at him and said, "Then I'll wait until you can return to Haicheng safely."

"It's a deal! Even though I don't have a head for business, I have to make my parents proud of me by relying on my ability to curry favor with people."

Even dudes have dreams!

…

Night.

Sun Weimeng took Lao Chen away in the flashiest sports car in the garage. He was dressed like a peacock and wore a large feather mask.

Obviously a spendthrift.

Not only that, he also picked out a sequined suit for Lao Chen and a black mask.

With this kind of attire, Lao Chen looks like a silly bodyguard of a prodigal son, and there is no sign of murderous intent in him at all.

The car roared.

It drove away with a whoosh.

When Qiao Xi was drowsy, she asked what happened. Huo Xingzhou touched her soft hair and said softly, "It's nothing. Someone went out to fool around."

fool around?

It has nothing to do with her.

Her eyelids felt heavy and she fell asleep. She was tired after grinding herbs all day.

Sun Weimeng and Lao Chen arrived at the door of the Moonlight Bar.

I found that this place is really lively and more upscale than the Rose Club I visited last time.

"Mr. Chen, have you arranged everything? I can't die here."

"Don't worry, Young Master Sun. We have bodyguards all around here. You've seen their skills. We can fight one against a hundred, but we can fight ten."

"That's good. My head is tied to your belt."

Sun Weimeng knew the bravery of the Huo family bodyguards, which were secretly trained by Huo Xingzhou to deal with the tough guys in the capital. Last time, they only brought a few people and were able to delay the enemy for so long at the intersection. They are very powerful!

Sun Wei suddenly got out of the luxury sports car and walked with a breeze.

The bodyguard at the door of the bar stopped him, did a security check, and asked for his invitation letter.

Sun Weimeng directly threw the invitation letter over, showing his aura that he was the best in the world.

Everyone who came in and out wore a mask. Some wore it only to the point of revealing most of their pretty faces, while others wore it very tightly, almost covering their entire faces.

Sun Weimeng also came to the conclusion that those who are powerful and influential wear it more strictly because they want to hide their identities.

The pretty men and women who came looking for opportunities were more exposed, wishing to show off their pretty faces. He took a quick look and roughly identified several groups, including male and female celebrities from the entertainment industry, the daughters of small families, and some socialites who were trying to get into the upper class.

"There is no problem with the invitation letter. Please come in."

"How could there be any problem with my invitation letter? It's unnecessary." Sun Weimeng said arrogantly.

He just wanted to pretend to be a rich and stupid young man and go to the brothel to have fun.

He walked in with Lao Chen, chin raised and legs stepped forward.

The Moonlight Bar is really a bar, with many people sitting in groups of three or four drinking.

But after Lao Chen entered the room, he always felt an inexplicable sense of being watched. He approached Sun Wei and said in a low voice: "Young Master Sun, there are bodyguards and surveillance cameras all around. We were watched as soon as we entered the room, but there was no bad intention. The other party must be trying to determine our identity and threat."

"So exciting?"

Sun Weimeng felt his adrenaline surge.

"Mr. Chen, what is your dream?"

"Huh?" Old Chen was confused by his nonsensical question.

He said slowly, "Maybe being a good bodyguard?"

Sun Wei was full of fighting spirit, "Do you know what my dream is?"

"You say."

"Probably to be a hero. I feel like I'm full of passion, and I came here today to defeat the villains!"

Lao Chen covered his mouth with his hand and said, "You can keep your voice down, otherwise if someone hears us, we will all be chased out and become big bears."

"Oh, let's go sit at the bar."

Sun Weimeng saw that there was no one in charge of this bar, and it seemed that it was left to others to develop. But the second floor seemed to be full of private rooms, and the people sitting inside must be high-ranking and powerful.

The lobby on the first floor seemed to be filled with handsome men and beautiful women, and occasionally there would be young people who just came in and looked wealthy.

"A depth charge."

Sun Weimeng said casually.

The bartender served it straight away.

Sun Weimeng drank it in one gulp and felt refreshed. "Make us another glass of zaraz."

"The guest is quite a drinker."

"Then can you tune it?"

“There is nothing I can’t mix among these classic cocktails. You can try my craftsmanship. I can’t guarantee that it will be the best you’ve ever had, but it will always be in the top three.” The bartender was very skilled and charming.

Especially the one wearing a small mask and looking very slim and strong.

He doesn't look like an ordinary person.

"Your sarzerak." A glass of clear cocktail with a hint of herbal flavor was placed in front of Sun Weimeng.

Sun Weimeng took a sip and found it tasted really good.

He said casually, "Why can some people go to the second floor, while some can only stay on the first floor?"

"This is your first time here, right? The VIPs on the second floor have different rights and permissions depending on their status. The invitation they brought is inlaid with gold edges. If they appreciate you, you can also go to the second floor."

Sun Weimeng remembered that his invitation letter was just an ordinary one, and he guessed that those with gold borders were from important clients of Mr. Zhao.

"So what does it mean to be appreciated?"

The bartender just smiled and said nothing.

After a while, a bodyguard in black came up to Sun Weimeng and said, "Sir, the distinguished guest on the second floor likes you very much. Are you free to come upstairs and have a talk?"

Um?

Sun Weimeng hesitated for half a second and said modestly, "Let's go."

The bartender looked at their backs, his eyes fixed on Sun Wei's erect butt.

It seems that there is a distinguished guest tonight who likes handsome men...