Le Baron, a high-end club located on Donghu Road, was already packed with people by 8 a.m.
Metallic music pounded against eardrums, and dazzling lights crisscrossed wildly, making people dizzy.
The private rooms upstairs, however, offered a unique blend of luxury and tranquility. As Tan Yuchen and Xu Yanzhi were led in by a waiter, Tan Jing, dressed in a floral shirt and beach shorts, rushed to greet them, kicking the waiter in the process.
"You dog of a servant, you promised to inform me beforehand when distinguished guests arrive."
After Tan Jing finished shouting, he smiled and said, "Brother, Chairman Xu, please come in."
Tan Yuchen patted his shoulder, his eyes gleaming with a carefree air, "Good little brother, it's a pity I didn't bring you a script."
"Brother, what you're saying is truly from the bottom of my heart."
The people in the middle automatically made room for them. After entering, Xu Yanzhi took off his suit jacket, and someone else took over.
Compared to his suit and tie, Tan Yuchen leaned lazily on the sofa, his long legs casually resting on the bar, completely unconcerned about whether he was taking someone else's spot.
"I was in a rush today, you don't mind, do you?" He was referring to the flip-flops on his feet.
"It's alright, little brother, do as you please."
Tan Jing gave a wink and had someone serve cigarettes and pour drinks. “I heard that Chairman Xu returned to China some time ago. I was going to pick him up in person, but my limp made it all the wrong time.”
Xu Yanzhi smiled, a slight curl at the corner of his lips.
"Recovering from my injury is the most important thing. Besides, if they really come to pick me up, it would be too much of a burden for me."
"Mr. Xu is joking. It's my brother's fault for not sending me an invitation to the wine tasting. Otherwise, we would have met much earlier."
The scantily clad women poured wine for them one by one. When the bottle touched Tan Yuchen's glass, he covered it with one hand, slightly lifted his eyelids, and all the light poured into his unfathomable eyes.
The woman shrank back in fright.
Tan Yuchen withdrew his gaze and glanced at Tan Jing. "The rules of the villa state that dogs are not allowed inside."
Tan Jing's expression changed repeatedly. He vented his anger on the woman and kicked her to the ground.
"Damn it, do you not know how to serve people? You think you're so great just because I give you a little kindness? Don't you know who you are?!"
The woman knelt on the ground, trembling. Her exposed areas of her cheongsam were covered in bruises that stretched deep into her thighs.
Tan Jing treated her like a piece of meat on a plate.
Xu Yanzhi frowned, unable to bear it any longer. She gave Uncle Zhuang a look, and Uncle Zhuang took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
Tan Yuchen held a cigarette in his hand and sniffed it.
"Is this a veiled attack?"
"How could I dare? It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
Tan Jing hurriedly got up to pour him a drink, "Brother, are your eyes fully healed? I've been thinking about it ever since I found out."
Tan Yuchen raised his eyelids, revealing a coldness completely different from before, tinged with a hint of ferocity.
Tan Jing was still smiling, not caring at all that he knew Tan Jing had planted his people around him, and that they would all die together.
Tan Yuchen said, "What, aren't you going to gouge your eyeballs out and give them to me?"
"I'd like to, but I'm afraid we won't be a match, right?"
Tan Jing said, "Chen Zhongli is just a dog in my family. Why would you go to such lengths to help him? If you had told me earlier that you wanted to take this small piece of land at Xindao Steel, we would have been family, and I would have given it to you long ago."
Tan Yuchen said lazily, "Even a dog you keep is a traitor. It seems your house has bad feng shui. There's an obituary coming soon."
Tan Jing's face was gloomy, and anger was rising in his throat.
The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense. Xu Yanzhi raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling that Tan Yuchen had gone a bit too far tonight. He would never normally engage in such verbal battles, leaving people with nothing to say about him.
He spoke evasively, his tone not just joking but also quite serious.
"President Tan has been buying cruise ships and ports recently. With so many billions being spent, he really doesn't care about this small workshop."
"You can't say that, Mr. Xu. Steel and automobiles are like second parents to my family. Without these two, no matter how many cruise ships we have, it's all for nothing."
Tan Jing looked at Tan Yuchen and said, "I'm not like my brother, who has a wealthy family and doesn't have to worry about anything, like eating, drinking, gambling, or whoring."
"You're practically oozing sourness, are you complaining that I didn't bring you along?"
Tan Yuchen said slowly, "Pure doesn't have a car business. This is between you and Chairman Xu. I'm just an unlucky middleman, so don't make an example of me."
Xu Yanzhi's brow twitched. This guy was a master at shifting blame. He leaned back on the sofa with a relaxed back, his dark eyes watching.
"The state has long intended to restructure Xindao Steel. This is a lucrative opportunity that your camp cannot afford to take. A win-win situation would be more appropriate."
"Whoever wins the bid this time, we can cooperate in the future."
Whether they can eat or not is not up to the two of them to decide.
His father spent hundreds of millions to promote Chen Zhongli, but in the end, it was all for naught.
Tan Jing laughed through gritted teeth.
That's not how it works—
Before he could finish speaking, a deafening alarm suddenly blared downstairs.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Tan Jing kicked one of his men, "Go see what's going on."
**
When Meng Jiuyi arrived at the club, Mo Ruyue was crying outside, and several of Meng Cheng's classmates were comforting her.
Mo Ruyue saw her and hurriedly went to greet her, "Xiao Jiu...."
Meng Jiuyi asked, "What happened?"
All she could do was cry; she couldn't even speak properly, so Meng Jiuyi had to ask the other boys for help.
They said they saw Meng Cheng being taken away inside, but after searching all the VIP areas and private rooms, they couldn't find him.
Meng Jiuyi looked at Mo Ruyue, who was crying.
"Mom, you go back first. I'll message you after I find him."
"But I want to..."
Meng Jiuyi said seriously, "I'll be too busy to take care of you later. Didn't you tell Meng Xincheng you'd be home tonight? What if he gets suspicious if he doesn't see you?"
Mo Ruyue heeded the advice, told her to be careful, and then left.
The club is a private membership club. Mengcheng's junior high school classmates all come from wealthy and influential families. They had heard that Mengcheng was back in China and wanted to get together, but who would have thought that something like this would happen.
When they brought Meng Jiuyi inside, the bar was in full swing, with men and women densely packed on the dance floor, dancing to their hearts' content.
Forget about finding someone, you can't even hear them speak.
Meng Jiuyi, on the other hand, attracted a lot of attention as soon as she entered. She had come in a hurry and only put on a coat over her dress. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and the light shone on her unmade-up face, making her look like a bewitching female ghost.
"Sister Meng, could it be that Meng Cheng has already been taken away by them?"
After searching around several times without finding him, Meng Cheng shouted, "Should we call the police, or hurry up and find Uncle Meng?"
Fine beads of sweat covered Meng Jiuyi's forehead, and under the glaring light, her brown eyes held an almost resolute look.
Whether you call the police or contact Meng Xincheng.
What happened tonight is absolutely out of the question!
The Feng sisters will seize this opportunity to make trouble, and one can only imagine how difficult Mo Ruyue's days will be at the Meng residence.
Meng Jiuyi asked him, "Do you remember what the person who kidnapped Meng Cheng looked like?"
"I...I remember."
Meng Jiuyi gripped the knife hidden in his coat and said earnestly.
"Then you should take a good look at people."
Before Mengcheng's classmates could understand what she meant, she went back to the bar, grabbed a bottle, and smashed it against the fire alarm on the wall.
"Waaah—waaah—"
The piercing alarm suddenly blared throughout the bar. Someone shouted that there was a fire, and people rushed out of the bar in panic. Meng Jiuyi ran against the flow of people down the corridor, searching for people in each private room.
Meng Cheng suddenly whispered in her ear, "Sis, it's him!"
Meng Jiuyi turned his head and saw a face that belonged to a drunken, dissolute man. The private room he came out of was number 18.
She told several classmates to wait outside, and if she didn't come out within an hour, they would call the police.
After a few more people came out of the private room, she pushed the door open and went in—Meng Cheng was being trampled on the ground, his face covered in bruises, while the man next to him, who was chewing on a cigarette, whistled in amazement.
"My beauty, have you come to see me?"
He was about to grab her when Meng Jiuyi pulled out a knife and pointed it at him, her eyes cold.
"Get out of my way!"
It was a kitchen knife capable of killing people, and the man made a feigned gesture of surrender.
Meng Jiuyi glanced at Meng Cheng, who was covered in wounds on the ground.
"Can you still get up, Mengcheng?"
Meng Cheng's left arm was dislocated, and he struggled to get up.
Meng Jiuyi hooked his arm around his shoulder and pulled him back, the knife still pointed at him. The man was nonchalant and clearly had no intention of chasing after them immediately.
After leaving the private room, Meng Cheng hesitated.
"Sister, I—"
"Don't speak. If Mom hadn't begged me, I would never have cared about you!"
The seventeen-year-old boy was already half a head taller than her. Meng Jiuyi pursed her lips, steadily supporting his shoulders, her steps hurried and unwavering.
But her voice was so impatient that Meng Cheng knew she didn't like him and never tried to hide it.
You can exit the club by going around the lobby.
However, a group of people appeared out of nowhere and surrounded them completely. Meng Cheng's first reaction was to protect her behind him.
A round of applause rang out from behind.
"Little beauty, game over."
Meng Jiuyi suddenly turned around and pointed the knife at him.
"Don't come any closer, sir. Knives don't have eyes."
Although her eyes did not move, her palms were already soaked with sweat and were trembling slightly.
The man in the floral shorts was named Cao Rui, the owner of this furniture club, and he wasn't afraid of her fancy but ineffective fighting at all.
"I've been good enough to you, and I even played along with you all this time. Your little brother deliberately ruined my plans, so I'm already being very lenient by not killing him."
"How about this, you stay with me for one night, and I'll let him go, okay?"
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