Fu Songyang waved to the waiter, and wine and fruit plates began to be served.
Sitting on the Givenchy sofa, your body can relax as much as you want.
They opened a private room, and apart from the waiters coming in and out, the only sound was their conversation.
"It's too boring for us alone, let's find some girls."
Li Xianglong chatted for a while and suddenly suggested.
Lin asked happily: "Who can I contact?"
"Let me do it. I have a little brother who has a lot of Internet celebrities. I'll call a few to help with the fun."
As Fu Songyang spoke, he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "It's me who arranged for a few top people to come to Fugu to meet, yes, in the private room where I often come."
After saying that, he simply hung up.
"Come, drink."
Fu Songyang picked up the cup and nodded to Chen Dongcheng with a smile: "Young Master Chen, have fun."
Chen Dongcheng responded with a smile, wondering what Fu Songyang meant by such a joke.
Several people present were all top second-generation people worth over 100 million, and the topics of conversation were very exciting.
One moment they talked about the entertainment industry, another moment they talked about investment, and soon they turned to women.
The chatting style is changeable, but every time a topic is discussed and the angle of analysis of the problem is made, Chen Dongcheng keeps nodding.
These few people have grown up under the guidance of family members. They seem to be cynical, but secretly they are very smart.
Just like Liu Song, nicknamed Chestnut Head, he started a small loan company and easily made tens of millions every year.
Even Kunming Plaza is his family's property. The family is involved in so many industries that it can be called the local snake of Yun Province.
After finishing a bottle of champagne, there was a knock on the door in the private room.
"Enter."
Fu Songyang sat on his seat, leaning towards the door.
Four girls walked in, all of them beautiful, the kind that are standard for internet celebrities.
She has an oval-shaped face, a high nose bridge, eyes that are larger than ordinary people, and a figure that makes men dream of her at first sight.
Overall, none scored below 90 points.
It can be seen that Fu Songyang put a lot of thought into it.
"Mr. Fu."
The four girls shouted sweetly in unison.
"Well, you make your own choice, don't let the beauties be left out."
Fu Songyang smiled, pointed at a few girls and said to Chen Dongcheng and the others.
Chen Dongcheng picked one at random, and the girl introduced herself as Qiu Shiwen.
With hundreds of thousands of fans on Weibo and Little Blue Book, she is considered a minor internet celebrity.
"Mr. Chen."
Qiu Shiwen shouted respectfully.
They were told before coming here that their biggest task today is to make these people in front of them happy.
Chen Dongcheng nodded slightly and continued chatting with the other young men.
Fu Songyang didn't pay much attention. He sat in Fuguhui for a while, sent Chen Dongcheng a seat, and left a black card.
There are only three letters vip on the front of the card, a series of numbers on the back, and no other words.
"I'll see you here later."
Qiu Shiwen followed Chen Dongcheng obediently, waiting for Fu Songyang and others to leave one after another, and explained thoughtfully.
"Mr. Chen, I heard from a friend that this is a relatively private club. Many wealthy people come here to avoid private detectives outside."
After hearing what Qiu Shiwen said, Chen Dongcheng understood.
What do rich people fear most?
That is divorce.
It's not that I can't let go of my feelings, but I can't let go of the family property that I worked so hard for.
If some photos were taken by a private detective, the wife would have the evidence and their property would be reduced in a matter of minutes.
In comparison, this kind of private club is the safest place to go.
When Qiu Shiwen saw the phantom, his eyes lit up and he took the initiative to hold Chen Dongcheng's arm.
Wearing suspenders and hot pants, Qiu Shiwen is sexy and hot. No wonder she has become a small internet celebrity because she has a very good figure.
Sitting in the car, Qiu Shiwen's heart changed from being reluctant to actively trying to please him.
However, she saw that Chen Dongcheng had been concentrating with his eyes closed, and she did not dare to disturb him.
Pang Zhengyang drove to a private club near the Fifth Ring Road. There was no sign outside the private club and there was no parking at the door.
However, there were seven or eight luxury cars parked scatteredly on the roadside not far away.
There is no sports car, just Bentley, Rolls-Royce and other luxury cars.
The clubhouse has a total of five floors. From the outside, it even looks a bit shabby, with the doors and windows closed.
Chen Dongcheng walked forward minding his own business, while Qiu Shiwen followed quickly in high heels.
The entrance to the first floor is a dark red heavy wooden door.
As soon as I opened the door, the first thing I saw was a dark and empty hall, about twenty square meters.
The dark yellow marble floor looks a bit cold.
Brown wooden boards are nailed to the walls on both sides, and at the end of the corridor is an ordinary lift.
This feeling is very strange, like entering a different world, instantly cut off from the traffic outside the door.
Two burly men with flat heads and over 1.8 meters tall, wearing black shirts, stood at the door and stopped Chen Dongcheng and the others.
Chen Dongcheng nodded to Qiu Shiwen, who quickly took out the black membership card: "This is Mr. Chen's membership card."
One of the big men in black took the membership card and looked at it with a very scary smile: "Welcome, Mr. Chen."
After saying that, he handed the membership card back to Qiu Shiwen with both hands, bowed slightly with another big man in black, and extended his hand toward the elevator in a gesture of invitation.
Qiu Shiwen had heard about this place from friends before, but this was his first time.
Just looking at the two big men in black at the door, with other people on their mind, would probably scare them half to death.
The first floor is not open to the public, so Fu Songyang sent a WeChat message: "Mr. Chen, come to the second floor."
The elevator didn't move up very fast. After five or six seconds, the elevator door opened.
For a moment, orange light shone into his eyes, and a waiter wearing a black vest blocked the elevator door and handed over two towels.
Chen Dongcheng wiped his hands calmly and handed the towel to the waiter.
Outside the elevator is a long corridor. The floor of the corridor is covered with a yellow and white patterned carpet, and there is no sound of footsteps when stepping on it.
The waiter smiled and signaled, asking Chen Dongcheng and Qiu Shiwen to follow him.
The corridor is more than twenty meters long, and at the end is a large black-brown carved wooden door.
There are some oil paintings hanging on the right side, and they are all abstract works.
On the left is an aquarium that is as long as the corridor. White spotlights shine in the water tank, reflecting a very beautiful halo.
Dozens of colorful tropical fish swim around inside, making people feel like they are in an aquarium.
After Chen Dongcheng saw it, he nodded secretly.
With an aquarium on one side and an oil painting exhibition on the other, the owner of this private club has good taste.
The security inside the club is even tighter, almost to the level of one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps.
A strong man in black clothes who is about 1.8 meters tall can be seen everywhere, and there are cameras all over the passage.
If there is any abnormality in any room, these big men in black will be sent in immediately to investigate the situation.
A waiter at the door saw Chen Dongcheng and Qiu Shiwen coming and opened the door for them.
After the door opened, the elegant violin sound instantly reached my ears.
A large restaurant of nearly 200 square meters appeared in front of them.
It is decorated in an all-European style, with a large crystal chandelier two meters in diameter at the top.
There are four golden carved columns standing in the hall, and a black carpet covers the entire hall floor.
In the middle is a small stage, where a beautiful woman in a cheongsam with long hair shawl is playing the violin with her eyes slightly closed.
On the right side of the hall is a bar. Two women are sitting in front of the bar, whispering, and the young male bartender is concentrating on mixing drinks.
There are seven or eight booths scattered in the hall.
At a booth in the left corner, Fu Songyang smiled and waved to Chen Dongcheng: "Master Chen, this way."
Chen Dongcheng walked over with a smile, Qiu Shiwen followed closely.
"How is it? The environment is pretty good, right?"
Fu Songyang asked with a smile.
"It's quite interesting. The boss is a wonderful person."
After Chen Dongcheng sat down, Qiu Shiwen also sat down next to him.
Fu Songyang smiled and pointed at the black card in Chen Dongcheng's hand.
"Just keep that card. Next time you come to the capital, tell me in advance and I'll ask Shiwen to wait for you on the fourth floor."
When he arrived, Chen Dongcheng saw a simple introduction picture.
The rooms are on the fourth floor and the restaurant is on the second floor.
Of course he understood what Fu Songyang meant, but he had no shortage of women.
Qiu Shiwen looked shy, but had no objection.
After being an Internet celebrity for a long time, I naturally want to find an opportunity to become a rich wife.
Qiu Shiwen was a bit disdainful of the young rich second generation.
Young talents like Chen Dongcheng who have successful careers are her cup of tea.
But she didn't think about it, could she play with such a character?
A fruit plate and foreign wine were placed on the table, and the young men and women ate for a while. Fu Songyang suggested: "Let's have a truce for a while and go upstairs to have a rest."
When Chen Dongcheng heard that he was about to go upstairs, he looked at Qiu Shiwen, whose face was a little flushed and became more and more flattering.
"Forget it, I have something else to do. I'll make an appointment another day."
Fu Songyang was stunned and asked: "Master Chen doesn't like poetry?"
"I made an appointment with my girlfriend for dinner tonight. I'm sorry."
Since Chen Dongchengdu said so, Fu Songyang would naturally not force it.
"Okay, let's talk another day."
Chen Dongcheng nodded, said hello to Lin Xidi and others, and left.
"This guy is quite interesting. He is willing to leave such a beautiful girl behind."
Li Xianglong touched his chin and was very interested in Chen Dongcheng.
Lin Xidi was a little depressed, and he pointed at Chen Dongcheng to buy him some sports cars.
"Okay, you can play however you want."
After Fu Songyang finished speaking, Lin Xidi and others went upstairs first.
Qiu Shiwen stood there, lowering his head nervously.
"Have you offended Mr. Chen?"
Fu Songyang asked in an indifferent voice.
Qiu Shiwen's face turned pale with fright, and she quickly shook her head: "No, I don't know what the reason is, Mr. Chen. Mr. Fu, it really has nothing to do with me."
Fu Songyang frowned and thought, but couldn't figure it out.
"No matter what the reason is, Mr. Chen, you will always be on call from now on, do you understand?"
Qiu Shiwen nodded obediently: "I understand."
"You go back first."
Fu Songyang waved his hands and sat on the sofa, thoughtfully.
Although he inherited the family business, the connections from his father's generation allowed the mother and son to stabilize the family business.
But Fu Songyang himself has great ambitions. The reason why the HAC club membership standards are set so high is to create a strong character.
More importantly, he wants to use this platform to make friends with some top second-generation people.
In less than ten years, these second generations will take over the family business one after another.
Relying on the name of the supercar club to accumulate his own connections in advance was Fu Songyang's plan.
Fu Songyang has always taken the initiative to pay for purchases like this at clubs.
He even specifically supported his younger brother to open an entertainment company, and his only role was to provide them with high-quality resources.
Fu Songyang took out his cell phone, waited for the other party to pick up, and directly ordered: "Recruit a group of top-notch people for me, I will be of great use."