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Chapter 737 Triumph Bar

This night, the waning moon is like blood.

The roar and heroic spirit of Tian Mie stirred up the mountains and rivers.

Yang Xuan crossed his arms and leaned against a tree trunk a hundred meters away. When he saw the scene on the river beach, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that this night was the real beginning of the destruction of heaven!

Because this team didn't really have a soul until tonight. At this time, they have become an inseparable whole!

After drinking a bowl of blood wine, they will live and die together from now on, and the glory of heaven's destruction will stir in the hearts of each of them!

That night, Yang Xuan led the Tianmie members to the destination of their operation, Xuancheng, overnight.

Yang Xuan directly rented a hotel that was not very conspicuous and served as a temporary base for Tian Mie.

Originally, Yang Xuan planned to let everyone have a good rest tonight and get up to work again early tomorrow morning.

But Zhang Beikai might have a big mood swing tonight, so he asked Yang Xuan if he could let him go out for a drink.

Yang Xuan thought for a while and said, "Let me tell you brothers, those who are willing to go out for a drink can go together, and those who are not willing can stay in the hotel and sleep."

"Long live Brother Yang!"

Zhang Beikai was so happy that he jumped three feet high and quickly sent a notification in the group.

Each member of the Tianming Organization has a heart-breaking story. In addition, they have been undergoing rigorous training during this period, so they have no interest in debauchery.

There were only a few people who said they wanted to go out for a drink. Zhang Beikai planned to ask Swallowtail Die to go with him, but Swallowtail Die was not interested in these places at all.

But there was one person who was a bit beyond Yang Xuan's expectations.

Fugui was wearing an old-fashioned navy blue coat and said cautiously, "Brother Yang, I also want to see something."

Fugui was over forty years old and had suffered a lifetime. Before meeting Yang Xuan, he had never even left the mountains.

Now that he has been reborn, he is trying his best to make up for the shortcomings of his past life, and wants to see all new things.

“Which bar is the most luxurious in Xuancheng?”

Yang Xuan asked.

Zhang Beikai is familiar with the road, "It used to be Bense, but now it seems to be the Arc de Triomphe Bar, but the Arc de Triomphe Bar is a property of the Triumph Group. Let's go to Bense. I'm familiar with it."

Yang Xuan shook his head gently, "Let's go to the Arc de Triomphe. Since we are here, we must first say hello to our opponents, lest others say we don't understand etiquette."

Zhang Beikai rubbed his hands with excitement and said, "Yes, yes, we are polite people, haha, brothers, let's go and be happy!"

The Triumph Group has actually started its layout in Xuancheng a long time ago. The recent large-scale invasion is definitely not a temporary move, but has been planned for a long time.

This can be seen from the fact that they have quickly acquired many local companies since their massive invasion.

In fact, the acquisition is just a cover. These companies are originally their own, but they just use the brands of other companies to avoid alerting others.

Yang Xuan had roughly figured out this information on the way here.

The Arc de Triomphe is a property owned by the Triumph Group. As soon as it opened, a lot of money was spent on it. Whether it is sound or lighting, it is absolutely top-notch in the world.

Building a nightclub of this size in a small city like Xuancheng would be difficult for anyone with even a little knowledge of this industry to understand.

In a small place with a small population and low consumption, building a top-notch nightclub here is almost like wasting money.

Therefore, Yang Xuan analyzed that the ultimate goal of the Triumph Group in doing this was not just to make money from this nightclub.

Instead, they use this nightclub to suppress other local nightclubs. Their ultimate goal is to monopolize the entire nightclub business in Xuancheng!

The environment inside is indeed very good. The only disgusting thing is that the nightclub is full of strong Chinese characteristics, which will have a subtle cultural penetration on young people.

Perhaps this is also an important goal in the layout of Triumph Group.

"Hello, do you gentlemen have any reservations?"

A waiter wearing traditional Chinese costumes came forward and asked politely.

Zhang Beikai frowned and said, "Are you from Longxia or Bangguo?"

The waiter replied, "I am from Longxia. Do you have any questions, sir?"

"Fuck, then you're wearing a frivolous stick-guy costume. It's so fucking disgusting. Stop talking nonsense and free up the best booth for me!"

Zhang Beikai directly threw out a black card.

When the waiter saw the black card, his eyes immediately lit up. He didn't have the thought to care about the scolding he had just received.

As long as the performance is in place, let alone scolding him a few times, even giving him a few slaps will be fine.

Several people came to the booth, and Zhang Beikai ordered a set of Shenlong and two bottles of Louis XIII. A large group of waiters immediately gathered around them, smiling as if they were serving their ancestors.

Yang Xuan and Zhang Beikai were used to this phenomenon, but Fugui couldn't understand it. He frowned and muttered, "Is the service in nightclubs so good? It's like serving your biological father."

Zhang Beikai grinned and said, "I'll teach you a lesson. In today's society, only those who are rich are their biological fathers. Do you believe that if I spend a little money, I can make them kneel down and call you daddy?"

Fugui thought Zhang Beikai was joking, shook his head and smiled, not taking it seriously.

Seeing that Fugui didn't believe it, Zhang Beikai grabbed a stack of banknotes from his arms and threw it on the table. He pointed at the waiters and said to Fugui, "This is the new year's money your father gave you. Why don't you kneel down and kiss it for you?"

Happy New Year, Dad!"

When several waiters in Bangzi costumes saw the stack of banknotes, their eyes instantly lit up.

Almost without hesitation, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times to Fugui, "Thank you, dear father. My son wishes you a happy New Year!"

Fugui looked confused. It was obvious that the actions of these waiters were far beyond his understanding.

"What's wrong with the world now? As long as you give me money, your father can scream whatever you want?"

Fugui's eyes widened, completely unable to accept what was happening in front of him.

He had spent the first half of his life in the mountains and had a relatively traditional mindset. In his opinion, this kind of behavior was simply rebellious.

Zhang Beikai chuckled, "The world is sick, that's why we, doctors, are needed to treat the root causes of the world's illnesses!"

In order to help Fugui better adapt to this society, Yang Xuan appointed Zhang Beikai as Fugui's life teacher very early on, responsible for teaching Fugui how to understand the world.

Zhang Beikai is also very responsible. When he was in the training camp, he specially applied for a tablet and downloaded 20 G short movies on it. It was stipulated that Fugui must watch one movie every day.

After watching it, Fugui was asked to write more than a thousand words of his thoughts after watching it.

Fu Gui was illiterate before, but he slowly began to learn to write after coming to the training camp.

After watching the first short movie, the first review he wrote to Zhang Beikai was also a classic that was talked about in the Tianmie organization.


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