Chapter 499 Every penny is hard earned, don’t waste it
After hearing this, Namira said, "Well, I believe this. Otherwise, Mr. Xiao would not have forgotten my pretty face, right?"
Xiao Peng's face was filled with black lines. Is it really okay for you to praise yourself like this?
But he couldn't deny it, right? So he smiled and said, "Yes, it's really a pity. I will try my best to remember you in the future!"
As Shao Feng said, how many people who want to make money don't talk nonsense?
"Mr. Xiao, aren't you in Germany? Why are you back?" Namira asked curiously.
Xiao Peng was stunned: "How did you know I was in Germany?"
Namira smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, you are much more famous than you think. Everyone in Paris who watches the news knows that you saved someone in Germany."
Xiao Peng explained awkwardly, "I just arrived in Paris today. My childhood friend is here, so I came to entertain him. Let me introduce you, this is Shao Feng, my childhood friend and a great businessman specializing in cross-border business. He came to Paris to attend the Paris Business Summit."
After hearing this, Namilah shook hands with Shao Feng and introduced herself generously: "Of course, Mr. Xiao's friends must also be young talents."
Shao Feng felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. It seemed that Xiao Peng exaggerated his situation a little.
If it was still a class reunion, Shao Feng would still be extremely confident, but people these days have a very bad habit: that is, whenever they meet someone who has more money than themselves, they will subconsciously feel inferior to the other person. After knowing Xiao Peng's financial resources, Shao Feng felt that there was a gap between him and Xiao Peng. After hearing Xiao Peng bragging about himself, he felt a little unnatural.
"Mr. Xiao, doesn't Marin know that you're back?" Namira asked.
Xiao Peng shook his head: "I just came back today, and I haven't had time to inform her yet."
Namira asked again: "Mr. Xiao, have you booked a table here?"
Xiao Peng nodded: "Yeah, what? Shall we play together?"
Namira nodded desperately: "Okay, okay!"
Xiao Peng was just being polite. After all, Namira was Marlene's friend, so how could he have too much fun while watching her burst into laughter? But he didn't expect Namira to nod in agreement. What else could he say?
"What about my friends?" Namira asked, pointing at the beautiful woman who got off the car with her.
"Just call your friends to come along!" Xiao Peng said.
"That's great!" Namira smiled, "They all want to meet you too!"
Xiao Peng thought for a moment and said, "In that case, I'll give Malin a call and let her know."
Namira was a little disappointed after hearing this, but the disappointment flashed away and she replaced it with a smile and said, "That's what I should do!"
Xiao Peng and Shao Feng, along with their group of friends, entered the VIP room. There were three floors, and Xiao Peng had reserved a large booth on the first floor. When they entered, the place was bustling with activity: someone was playing "Emperor's Trip": a group of people, each holding two bottles of champagne, lit fireworks and paraded around the nightclub.
Shao Feng frowned and said, "Isn't this the same as back home?"
Xiao Peng waved his hand. "It should be said that they learned this from back home. To put it bluntly, it's just to make people compete with each other. Look at the envious eyes of the girls here. If you have some money at this time, wouldn't you quickly spend it to save face?"
Shao Feng snorted, "Only the rich second generation with money but no brains can do this. How can those of us who earn our own money be willing to spend such a waste? Every penny is hard-earned!"
Xiao Peng looked a little embarrassed, then signaled the waiter to quickly take them to their booth.
As soon as they sat down in the booth, the lights in the entire nightclub suddenly dimmed, and then the sound of church bells came from the speakers.
Shao Feng was a little confused: "Oh my god, foreigners are religious, but they can't even play church bells in nightclubs, right? What does this mean? Is a celebrity coming out?"
It turned out that he was right. At this moment, a beam of light hit the stage, and a female singer with medium-length hair in an evening dress came out to sing.
Xiao Peng and Shao Feng didn't recognize this person, but Namilah and the others were so excited that they were whistling and cheering. The whole nightclub was filled with the same voice: "Camille!"
"Camille!"
Cheers rang out one after another.
Namira explained to Xiao Peng and the others, "Camille is a very popular female singer in Paris! She sometimes performs at VIP on weekends, but I don't know why she came to sing today."
After hearing this, Shao Feng looked at Xiao Peng and said, "If you didn't look so confused, I would have thought you would make such a big move to entertain me!"
Xiao Peng said disdainfully, "You're dreaming. Her music is not my type at all! I'd rather listen to French female singers like Naz or Pirate Heart. I don't like this style of music! By the way, Shao Feng, I'm not bragging, but I have an apprentice in Paris who's a future pianist! When you have a child who wants to learn piano, remember to pay me the tuition, and I'll let my apprentice be your child's teacher!"
"Paying your tuition?" Shao Feng said disdainfully, "I'll slap you in the face! What the hell is that? Isn't this a nightclub? Isn't singing this kind of song hypnotizing?"
Xiao Peng laughed and said, "So you told me you wanted to have a great time? That's impossible in Paris! People here are more reserved than us. Don't laugh, I'm telling the truth. They're obviously doing it for their lower bodies, but they still make it extra ceremonial. Most nightclubs here are like the Moulin Rouge, with performances. This place is clearly a nightclub, but they hired a singer like this to sing. It's such a disruptive thing, and everyone might be cursing in their hearts, but they have to smile, applaud, and scream like they're being classy. That's what Parisians are like!"
Shao Feng coughed twice and said, "Brother, no matter what, let's have something to drink first. We can't let go without the stimulation of alcohol! Don't we need to order drinks when booking a table here? Why hasn't the waiter brought it yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a lamppost suddenly hit him. The sudden bright light startled Shao Feng, and he shielded the light with his arms: "Damn, what are they doing?"
By this time, Camille's song on the dance floor had finished, and several people dressed as waiters came out pushing a hotel food cart. On the cart was a bottle of champagne in a pink metallic bottle over a meter high. There were also security personnel around the cart to protect the bottle of champagne.
When the food cart arrived, several people put the bottle of champagne on Xiao Peng's table. Shao Feng was a little confused when he saw the bottle of champagne. Is this still champagne? The bottle alone is about 1.3 meters tall and contains 100 pounds of champagne! That's why it took several people to move it.
Namira and the others were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. No wonder Camille went on stage to sing just now. It was all for this bottle of wine!
Isn't this the 'treasure of the town' here?
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