Reborn with Consumption System

Chapter 999 - 404: Just Showing Off, It’s No Big Deal!

Han Lie was somewhat curious about the grudges and rivalries among the rich heirs of Magic Capital. Panzi always talked about the previous generation, while Pan Ge had yet to truly enter the circle, so he was completely in the dark about the young people’s circle.To understand, just ask. This is the privilege of the strong.

"Are there many circles among the second generation in Magic Capital? Why does it seem so chaotic?"

"What?!"

Fang Yuan shouted back.

Even he, who was closest, couldn’t hear, not to mention others.

Han Lie glanced at the noisy front seat booths, frowned slightly, beckoned the marketing manager over, and then Du Xiaoshuai also approached.

"When you serve the drinks later, be quieter."

Han Lie leaned closer, stared into his eyes, and instructed indifferently.

"I mean, keep the music to the lowest volume, the DJ shouldn’t speak, the atmosphere team should be silent, just line up and serve the drinks."

"Ah?!!! Oh oh..."

The marketing manager was dumbfounded for a moment, then felt he understood but was afraid of misunderstanding, so cautiously asked, "Mr. Han, do you mean... serve the drinks normally, but keep the volume down, without any noise, right?"

"Yes, just do it."

Han Lie nodded, then patted Fang Yuan: "We’ll talk later."

Fang Yuan felt completely numb: "God Lie... uh... isn’t that too much?"

He didn’t understand.

Parties abroad emphasized chaos, the crazier the better, the crazier the more enjoyable, which is why mood-enhancing drugs are so common.

This isn’t abroad, but the scene here has its similarities.

It’s the time to compete for show with Wang Dashao, the high rollers, and the car racing crowd. Without sound effects, DJs, and atmosphere teams, won’t we fall behind those fools?

Fang Yuan cared too much about face, so he felt extremely unpleasant.

But facing Han Lie, he had to suppress his displeasure and put on a smile.

If it’s proven in the future that Han Lie couldn’t influence Hu Mingtang, he would definitely retaliate fiercely.

However, Han Lie wasn’t concerned about his doubts.

He waved his hand carefree, with a faint smile: "Brother Fang, stay calm."

Time slowly passed amid Fang Yuan’s turmoil and others’ confusion.

After the excitement on Wang Siming’s side ended, the marketing team and servers mostly retreated backstage.

The real DJ hadn’t appeared yet, while the sound engineer played warm-up electronic music again.

The place was bustling, people darting around rapidly.

But a few people had already noticed—

"Eh? Where did those short-skirted atmosphere team members and wandering servers go?"

Before they could wonder too long, the raucous music suddenly ceased.

It didn’t disappear entirely; it was reduced to a volume akin to a quiet bar.

The electronic music was still the same, but instead of "filling" the venue, it became a gentle background sound.

Then, a pretty woman holding a sign appeared.

Behind her followed a super-long chain of servers and atmosphere team members.

Everyone was dumbfounded, turning their heads to the backstage exit.

The lineup was incredibly long.

Traditionally, every bottle of expensive liquor was carried by a single person, while beer, Red Bull, and soda-like soft drinks were rolled out in cabinets.

Earlier Wang Siming ordered 30 bottles of Ace of Spades, and thus 30 atmosphere team girls circled the venue.

And now...

There weren’t enough atmosphere team girls!

The sign-holding beauty in the lead had already walked a C-shape around the venue, yet people continued to emerge from the backstage exit.

Two million worth of liquor, averaging 20,000 each, means a total of 100 bottles that need someone to hold them!

In fact, the average price wasn’t even 20,000. The champagne priced at 5,888 warranted a designated person to carry it, and Du Xiaoshuai had no intention of ordering second-tier champagne kings, even the least expensive were Moët, Ace of Spades.

Hmm, priced at 8,888, greatly lowering the average...

Hence, for the first time, the drink-carrying girls faced an extremely rare scene—

Short-skirt atmosphere team wasn’t enough, uniformed servers stepped in.

The servers weren’t enough either, marketing personnel in suits joined.

Marketing personnel still insufficient, burly security guards with batons were pushing the drink cabinets...

"Damn!"

"Did they empty the cellar?"

"Rich, damn rich!"

"Who is it? Are they deliberately stepping on Wang Dashao?"

The venue instantly exploded, everyone was hugely astonished.

As the long line circled once around the dance floor outside and hadn’t finished, the chatter became uncontrollable.

And, they quickly realized— their exclamations were clearly audible.

"What’s going on? Where are the music and the DJ?"

Don’t wait, there’s no more music.

The audience finally realized the unusual aspect later.

The liquor line under the brilliant lights was both elusive and gorgeous, but the usual throbbing music sound dropped to background levels, the atmosphere team no longer cheered or screamed, but proceeded quietly, thus a sudden solemnity swiftly swept across the venue.

With the line’s extension, even a sense of oppression gradually formed.

Silence itself is oppressive, and when the music-celebrated MYST suddenly stopped its music to give way to a distinguished guest, everyone on-site felt the shock it caused.

The buzz and chatter unconsciously lowered to the same volume as the background music.

Everyone was watching the center.

There, surrounded by uniformed internal security.