"Shall I take you to visit the club tomorrow?" Zhan Xuyu said. "Tonight I'll ask the residents who have reservations at the club tomorrow if they're willing to be interviewed."
"Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Zhan!" Xia Xin thanked him politely.
They also knew that the residents here were either wealthy or noble and valued privacy, so filming a documentary or conducting interviews wasn't easy.
After sitting on the spaceship for a whole day, they were all a little tired and went to bed early.
The next morning, they asked the robot to order breakfast, and after the meal, they went to the club.
There are many clubs here. Since there are thousands of residents in the space city, half of the people here will make appointments to relax in the clubs.
Due to different consumption levels, these clubs are also divided into different levels.
They first went to a high-end club.
The club was very quiet, with almost no noise except the sound of live piano performance.
The performers were playing to an open space, which made them feel very strange.
"Is there no audience?" Wang Wang asked after looking around.
"The VIP rooms here all have speakers, and you can hear the performances just by turning them on." Zhan Xuyou said as he walked, "And these VIP rooms are soundproofed from the outside, which is very good for protecting the privacy of the VIPs."
"I see!" Wang Wang pouted. "But I think it's more enjoyable to listen to music live, and artists also feel more accomplished."
"We are just employees who get paid to perform. It's not like we are holding a concert." Zhan Xuyu didn't think they needed a sense of accomplishment. It was not like we were holding a concert.
Wang Wang shrugged, remaining noncommittal. The world of the rich seemed to be a world of difference from that of a lowly reporter like her.
After ringing the doorbell of a VIP room, Zhan Xuyu announced his name and the door was opened. He led everyone inside.
This is a private room of more than 50 square meters, decorated magnificently.
The decor is Nordic-style, with a large fireplace, more than a meter tall, projecting simulated flames. The marble floor is trimmed with gold, and a jade Go board sits on a solid wooden table.
Two elderly men in their seventies were playing chess while sitting on armchairs at the two ends of the table.
Seeing the people coming, they paused their chess game and gestured for them to sit on the mahogany cushioned sofas on the side.
"Mr. Qiu, Mr. Wan, sorry to bother you!" Zhan Xuyou shook hands with them politely and respectfully.
"I heard that Dilong is making a documentary?" Mr. Qiu asked first.
"Yes! These people are from the film crew. They want to know about the daily life in the space city." Zhan Xuyu replied.
"Oh?" Mr. Wan turned to the crew and smiled kindly. "What do you want to ask? Ask it."
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