House prices are out of reach and prices are skyrocketing.
For people born in the 1980s and 1990s, this is an era that is not lacking in material things, but it is an era that is lacking in spiritual culture.
All kinds of pressure are like a huge mountain, weighing down the new generation of young people.
In such a situation, night is a favorite time for many young people.
At night, they can stay away from the hustle and bustle of the day and hide in their rooms to play their favorite games, read their favorite novels, or go to nightclubs with friends to vent their inner depression.
As night falls, the lights begin to turn on, and the glow of neon lights envelopes the entire East China Sea.
On this ordinary night, many people who like to stay at home stay at home as usual, while those who like nightclubs pack up early and start a new day of nightlife.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
When Chen Fan and his party came to the BBS bar after dinner, the parking lot of the bar was already full of all kinds of cars, including mid- to low-end cars worth two to three hundred thousand yuan, and luxury cars worth more than one million yuan, but like
It's rare for Chugo to come here in a sexy Maserati sports car like this.
As for... Chen Fan's Bentley with a string of 6's on it.
Well, after the Bentley drove into the parking lot, the two security guards responsible for directing the parking were dumbfounded.
As nightclub security guards, they have some contact with the people on the street, and they know very well what the owner of the Bentley represents in the Chinese underworld.
They didn't know the identity of the car's owner in the entire underworld.
Although they didn't know this, but... the identity of the person behind the scenes of the Chinese underworld was enough to make them feel in awe - after seeing Chen Fan's Bentley, two security guards immediately ran over.
"Chen...Chen...Mr. Chen, the parking space over there is reserved for you and Mr. Chu."
The window of the Bentley car opened, and when he saw Chen Fan's strange but familiar face, one of the security guards stammered.
"Thanks."
Chen Fan smiled and drove to the parking space designated by the security guard.
The security guard was stunned on the spot. After several seconds, he woke up, swallowed, and excitedly asked his companion beside him: "Listen... I heard what Mr. Chen said to me just now."
Did you say anything?"
"Nonsense, do you think my brother is deaf?"
"Oh my god, Mr. Chen said thank you to me, thank you, do you understand?"
"Mr. Chen, you are acting like a gentleman, you idiot!"
"You silly sister, why don't Mr. Chen say thank you to you?"
"Isn't this a lack of service?"
"Tch, don't say sour grapes if you can't eat them. Damn it. If anyone tries to show off to me in the future and say how many elder brothers he has met, I will just say that Mr. Chen personally said thank you to me..."
As the security guard spoke, he seemed to think of the shocking scene among his friends after he said those words. That was a joy.
The companions beside him were a little envious and jealous, and the feeling seemed to confirm what the security guard said: sour grapes if you can't eat them.
In fact, this is indeed the case. For the low-level gangsters or those who have an affair with the gangsters, talking about the legendary stories of the big brother on the road is a part of their lives.
What an honor it is to be taught by a Chinese gangster father to say thank you?
For them, two words: awesome!
…
While the security guard serving Chen Fan was engaged in wonderful service, Chen Fan and Susan got out of the car.
At night, Chen Fan was wearing a simple round-neck shirt and a pair of black trousers. The combination of black and white was very simple.
Susan was not dressed up as carefully as before. She just put on light makeup and a black dress, and her hair was draped casually on her shoulders. She was a little less green and a little more mature.
As time goes by, she becomes more and more like a virtuous wife.
After the two got off the car, Chu Ge also took Liu Yingying out of the car.
Chu Ge dressed up carefully tonight. He went to the image design store to get a look. He was dressed in British-style clothes and looked like a young man from an aristocratic family. Liu Yingying, at Chu Ge's insistent request, also
She was dressed slightly open, wearing a white short-sleeved upper body and a pink long skirt.
The last ones to step out of the car were Xiao Feng and Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen's dress is not much different from before, but Xiao Feng is still wearing the white shirt he bought from a street stall. The shirt is slightly yellowed because it has been worn for a long time, and he wears a pair of gray trousers.
There are some wrinkles, and under my feet is a pair of leather shoes that cost more than 100 yuan...
Dressed like this, coupled with Xiao Feng's short height and dark face, at first glance, he looked like an insurance salesman on the street.
In fact, now he has become the number one young man in Hangzhou and even the entire Jiangnan!
The eldest son of the Xiao family, who is known as the girl killer, has never worn expensive clothes since the day he took off them. Even...if he hadn't rushed to attend tonight's party, he would not have driven that car.
BMW, which he once thought was shameless - when he was an intern, he had to take the bus and walk every day, let alone drive, and he never even took a taxi.
Not even once!
He followed the figure that was destined to be impossible for him to catch up with in a way that outsiders could not understand, and he never tired of it.
Although it was only nine o'clock, the bbs bar was already packed with people. Except for the seats specially reserved by the bar owner for Chen Fan and his party, there were no empty seats.
Heart-shaking heavy metal music filled the entire bar. The DJ and MC tried every means to create a passionate atmosphere. Many guests followed the rhythm of the music and watched the lights standing on the stage twisting their devilish bodies and twisting their own bodies crazily.
The body is dancing with demons.
Although the bar was a bit dark,... when Chen Fan and his party entered the bar, they still attracted a lot of people's attention.
The reason for this is, firstly, because both Susan and Liu Yingying are rare beauties, and more importantly, because the bar owner is like a slave meeting his master, following behind Chen Fan and Chu Ge with a diligent smile on his face.
The two of them were riding in front of each other.
Chen Fan was not surprised by this.
Because BBS Bar is a property owned by the Red Bamboo Gang, and when he first brought Tian Cao, Dai Fu and others to this bar, the owner of this bar was a middle-aged man named Ma Hongkui.
That time, the man named Ma Hongkui did not give face to Chu Ge, nor did he give face to Chen Fan.
That time, Tian Cao was provoked by Dafu and became drunk and unconscious.
Not long after that, Ma Hongkui was killed by Huangfu Hongzhu personally for colluding with the Youth Gang, and the BBS bar also changed its owner.
Nowadays, there is a young man named Abao in BBS's bar, who is the leader of the young generation of the Red Bamboo Gang.
"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chu, do you need anything else?"
Seeing the waiter bringing drinks, fruits, and snacks to the table, Abao asked respectfully.
For those who frequent nightclubs, apart from drinks, the most important thing in a nightclub is women.
Abao, who is a BBS bar owner, is very aware of this.
But he didn't dare to arrange a barmaid for Chen Fan and his party without making any private decision. He was afraid that if he couldn't flatter him, he would be in trouble.
However--
Although there was no arrangement, but... he asked the most energetic college students in the bar to wait with the bartenders. Once Chen Fan and others nodded, he would immediately ask those "treasures of the store" to come out to pick up the customers.
After hearing Abao's words, Chu Ge didn't make his own decision like he did when he brought Chen Fan to the bar for the first time, but let Chen Fan speak.
"I do not need it, thank you."
Chen Fan smiled and shook his head.
The word "thank you" rang in his ears. Abao, like the security guard in the parking lot, was startled at first, as if he had heard wrongly. After a brief daze, he became extremely excited.
"Brother Bao, go and do your business."
Perhaps under the influence of Chen Fan, Chu Ge, the former demon king, no longer pretends to be arrogant to the people below him, but is extremely polite.
"Okay, Mr. Chen, Mr. Chu, if you have any requests, just ask." Although Abao wanted to stay a little longer, he also knew that with his status, it would be an honor to be able to say a few words to Chen Fan.
, so I retreated very wisely.
"Come, Master, to celebrate that we are together again, cheers!"
After Abao left, Chugo was the first to pick up the Lafite poured by the waiter and proposed a toast to everyone.
"Come on, cheers!"
Even though he had undergone tremendous changes, in front of Chen Fan, Xiao Feng seemed to have returned to the young master who was a bit melancholy and a bit frivolous.
"boom!"
At Chu Ge and Xiao Feng's suggestion, Chen Fan and others picked up their cups.
Perhaps because they were in a happy mood, Chu Ge and Xiao Feng drank all the red wine in one breath, while Chen Fan and others only tasted it.
Chu Ge has always been a lively person. Although he has changed a lot since he met Chen Fan, he is still young after all. After a glass of wine, he seemed very excited and started to drag Xiao Feng and Zhou Wen to have a drink.
It was such a joy to play.
Chen Fan did not stop this, but chatted casually with Susan and Liu Yingying.
Soon, two bottles of expensive Lafite were poured into the stomachs of Chu Ge, Xiao Feng, and Zhou Wen. Zhou Wen, who had a poor alcohol capacity, turned red after drinking, while Chu Ge and Xiao Feng were not that big.
hinder.
"Brother Feng, Brother Wen, let's go to the dance floor and have fun?"
In the past, Chu Ge would go crazy on the dance floor every time he came to the bar. The last time he came with Chen Fan, he didn't dare to go because he was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Chen Fan. Now after a few glasses of wine, he couldn't hold it anymore.
.
"Okay." Xiao Feng saw Chu Ge's face full of interest and couldn't bear to let him down. He nodded in agreement and said to Chen Fan: "Chen Fan, you guys chat, let's go have some fun."
Chen Fan smiled and nodded.
Seeing Chen Fan nodding, Xiao Feng took the lead and led Chu Ge and Zhou Wen to the dance floor.
At this time, the atmosphere in the bar reached its first climax, and many people, like Xiao Feng and the others, began to walk towards the dance floor.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, a beer bottle was touched by a customer and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
After the beer bottle was smashed, beer and glass shards flew everywhere, hitting a girl who was dressed up in a flashy dress.
"ah!"
The girl was clinging to a young man next to her and lovingly feeding him wine. Suddenly she felt some wine splashing on her legs and screamed in fright.
At the same time, the guests at the table where the girl was sitting raised their heads and cast their gazes on Xiao Feng.
Apparently... they thought Xiao Feng accidentally hit the bottle.
But that was not the case, it was the guest in front of Xiao Feng.
Despite this, facing the anger of everyone including the girl, Xiao Feng immediately showed an apologetic smile, bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"
"Where did you come from, country bumpkin? You don't have eyes when you walk?"
When the girl saw Xiao Feng's cheap clothes, short hair, and dark skin, she subconsciously thought that Xiao Feng was one of those migrant workers who came here to consume money by pretending to be fat, and she immediately started scolding him.
"That's right, if Yangyang's leg is cut, can you afford to pay for it, you?" Seeing the girl named Yangyang going crazy, another girl stood up with a sarcastic look on her face, looking at Xiao Feng with eyes full of contempt.
smell.
Hearing what the two girls said, Xiao Feng frowned and pulled Chu Ge, who was about to step forward with an angry look on his face.
Although Xiao Feng felt that these people in front of him were a bit excessive, but... he didn't want to be in a bad mood because of a swarm of flies on the day when he was reunited with Chen Fan.
only--
Xiao Feng forgot that when a fly buzzes around you, if you don't swat it to death, the fly will keep buzzing.
Just as Xiao Feng held Chu Ge, the young man whom the girl named Yangyang had given him wine stood up, glanced at Xiao Feng condescendingly, and then said something to Yangyang in Japanese.
Hearing what the young man said, Yang Yang raised his head and sneered at Xiao Feng: "My boyfriend said, lick the spilled drink clean, or kneel down and admit your mistake, choose one!"
As soon as Yang Yang finished speaking, Chu Ge became angry!
Totally angry!!
He jumped in front of Xiao Feng, without saying a word, raised his hand and gave Yangyang a loud slap in the face.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and the coquettishly dressed Yangyang was slapped on the sofa by Chu Ge, while others around the table were stunned!
Obviously... they never dreamed that Xiao Feng would take the lead.
"I will disappear within three seconds!"
Chu Ge glanced coldly at the guests at the table in front of him, his tone unquestionable.
Chu Ge's domineering words rang in their ears, and everyone, including the young man who stood up, came back from their daze.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, except for the young man with bangs in the center, several other young people stood up and cursed something in Japanese with anger on their faces.
"*** people?" Hearing that the other party was speaking Japanese, Chu Ge smiled and glanced at Yangyang, who was covering his face and crying: "***, convey your father's words to these little ***, remember,
You'd better hurry up, my patience is limited."
"You bastard, you're looking for death!"
Hearing Chu Ge's arrogant words again, one of the burly Japanese young men picked up a bottle of wine, while the other two young Japanese men also made a move to pounce on Chu Ge.
Seeing this scene, Chu Ge didn't show the slightest fear, not even a hint of panic.
He looked at the burly young man who was about to carry the bottle with a contemptuous look, and asked with a sneer: "Little ***, are you going to fight alone or in a group fight?"
