chsdbacks Chapter 4 American Club
Chapter 4 American Club
At 7 p.m., Dacheng came to pick me up with his driver.
"Brother Feng, Boss Yang asked me to tell you to bring the ghost eye paste and the little seal from that day!"
After meeting, Da Cheng spoke directly.
"Does Mr. Yang just want to treat me to some fun, or is he planning something else?" I immediately realized that something was up.
"Brother Feng, a friend of President Yang wants to test your mettle!" Da Cheng said cautiously.
"Want to test my quality?" I laughed.
"Brother Feng, don't be angry. Take this first. Boss Yang said that no matter whether it works out or not, the hard-earned fee must be paid in full!" Da Cheng saw that my smile was not right, and while saying this, he took out five stacks of money from his bag and put them on the table.
"It's not that it can't be tested!"
Upon seeing the money, I immediately changed my tune, quickly put the money in the drawer, and locked it.
Seeing that I had taken the money, Da Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and joked, "Brother Feng, if this works out, don't forget me when you become rich and powerful!"
"I'll never forget you, kid!"
I smiled and nodded at Dacheng, as if the slight unpleasantness from before had never existed.
After packing my medical kit, Da Cheng and I went out and got into the car.
To be honest, ever since my clinic opened, it has been deserted and business has been dismal.
Occasionally, someone will come to my home for acupuncture, but I don't earn much money.
Many people who practice Yin-Yang cultivation come to me for treatment, but they can't afford to pay. For example, that fat Taoist priest Lin from Huoju Temple gave me the Beifeng Ghost-Slaying Seal because he couldn't afford the medicine and consultation fees.
These days, the money earned in the underworld is nowhere near as much as it will be ten years from now.
Some people who work in the underworld even have to go out to work to supplement their family income.
"Chengzi, where are we going?"
After getting on the bus, I asked out of curiosity.
"The American Club!"
Da Cheng said with a hint of smugness, as if he were the one who had paid for the meal.
I've heard of the Americas Club; it's one of the four top-tier clubs in Yanjing City.
"Who's here this time?" I asked.
"Besides President Yang, there's also President Shi from Kongmei.com and President Ou from DC Capital!" Da Cheng said.
"DC Capital?"
Forgive my ignorance, but I've never heard of it.
"Um!"
Da Cheng nodded and said, "President Ou is known as the number one venture capitalist in China!"
When Mr. Ou was mentioned, Da Cheng's face was filled with admiration.
"Our company's initial funding round was led by Mr. Ou!"
"In short, it's awesome, right?" I said.
"right!"
Da Cheng chuckled.
"What's the deal with Mr. Yang saying that Mr. Shi is going to give me a membership?"
I then asked.
"Hey, it's about the same thing as last time!"
Da Cheng said that Xiao Ran was wearing a Buddhist amulet and was trying to use it to hook up with President Yang, which was a taboo. President Shi has been apologizing for the past few days and wanted to take this opportunity to make amends.
At this point, Da Cheng smiled mysteriously and said, "Brother Feng, Mr. Shi's membership is quite prestigious; I don't even have one!"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Da Cheng licked his lips and said, "Brother Feng, Kongmei.com has a two-tiered structure. Regular customers can only choose people by looking at the photos posted on the website. Only CEOs like President Yang and big-name directors and stars in the industry have memberships. With membership, you can not only watch videos, but also receive dedicated concierge service. Every time new products are released, you'll be the first to preview them!"
As Da Cheng spoke, he was filled with envy, his mouth practically watering.
"Alright, wipe your drool off first!" I said.
"hey-hey!"
Da Cheng smiled and said, "Brother Feng, tonight's a high-level event. If it weren't for your connections, President Yang wouldn't have let me participate!"
"A high-level game?"
I looked at Dacheng with suspicion.
"It's almost like King Zhou's wine pool and meat forest. Not only is the wine good, but the people are also top-notch!" Da Cheng started licking his lips again.
"Look at you, so pathetic!"
I pointed at Dacheng and asked, "Do you know how to test me?"
"I really don't know!" Da Cheng shook his head.
At 7:50 p.m., we arrived at Jingrun Building.
"Brother Feng, of the four top-tier clubs in Beijing, the Americas Club is the newest. Because its members are mostly internet nouveau riche, returnees from overseas, and people from the entertainment industry, it's been called a gathering place for new money by some, who say its members lack substance!"
"It's really just sour grapes. Club America is a chain with over a hundred branches worldwide. Compared to the other three clubs, their service is more professional and offers better privacy!"
As Dacheng led me inside, he introduced the place to me as if he were a member.
As we were talking, we reached the top floor.
After exiting the elevator, we were led into a banquet hall.
The banquet hall was in a European style. Mr. Yang was surrounded by a group of beautiful women, swaying his body. When we entered, Mr. Yang clapped his hands, the music stopped, the lights came on, and the women looked even whiter.
"You all go to the side hall first!"
Mr. Yang waved to the beautiful women, and Mr. Shi immediately stood up, gave them a wink, and they obediently left.
After the beautiful women left, the large banquet hall seemed somewhat empty. President Yang waved to a middle-aged man sitting on a sofa inside and said, "Old Ou, didn't you want to test Brother Feng's 'quality'? Hurry up, it'll be more fun after you're done!"
Mr. Ou, with his legs crossed, glanced at me twice and said to Da Cheng behind me, "Xiao Cheng, my assistant is outside. Have him bring the person in!"
"Why!"
Da Cheng nodded, turned around and went out to lead the men.
"Master Feng, Lao Yang has been mentioning you to me non-stop this past week, I'm sick of it!"
After Da Cheng left, President Ou stood up from the sofa, walked over slowly, and said, "I'm a bit of a stickler for things. He said you helped him open his third eye that day and even scattered a ghost. I didn't believe him, but he insisted that he saw it!"
"Verifying these things is actually quite simple; just find another ghost and have you disperse it!"
"I've been searching the whole world for ghost stories this past week, and my friends all think I've gone crazy!"
As we were talking, Mr. Ou came up to me, slowly took out a pack of cigarettes, pulled one out, and said, "Have one!"
"OK!"
I smiled and accepted the cigarette. Mr. Ou's gaze lingered on me, clearly not expecting me to accept the cigarette.
"puff!"
Mr. Yang burst out laughing. "Old Ou, I told you, you're not someone to brag! I told you, Brother Feng isn't an ordinary person!"
"You, you always sabotage me!"
Mr. Ou nodded helplessly at Mr. Yang and said to me, "Master Feng, don't blame me for being cautious, but there are too many scammers these days!"
"I understand!" I nodded with a smile.
"They say money makes the world go round, and I've got some money to burn, plus some connections. These past few days I've actually found someone who might be possessed!" Mr. Ou lit a cigarette, took a drag, and said, "This person is a female celebrity named Bai Xue. She was quite famous a couple of years ago. She had an accident while filming in Hengdian; she was found cutting her own flesh with nail clippers, leaving the whole room covered in blood!"
"The entire crew knows she's possessed!"
"After that film ended, she started acting increasingly strange!"
"She has been recuperating in Beijing recently!"
"After learning all this, I invited her over, hoping you, the 'master,' could help me diagnose what she's done to deserve this!"
Mr. Ou deliberately emphasized the word "master," making his meaning clear: if you understand, then I am a true master, and everything is negotiable; if you don't understand, then that's another story.