Chapter 104: Chapter 9 Jealousy
Because one of the world’s Top 100 DJs was performing, the bar was much busier than usual. The VIP booths in the front row had to be reserved in advance.
"Xiao Shao is here? We’ve kept the booth you reserved for you."
Xiao Shao had just entered when he was respectfully ushered over. He was probably a regular at this bar.
"Uncle Sun, if you didn’t reserve a booth in advance, why don’t you join us tonight?" Xiao Shao extended the invitation, adding a reminder, "There probably won’t be any empty booths left tonight."
"You guys go ahead and have fun, don’t mind me," Sun Dasheng refused. He couldn’t bring himself to mooch off a young man’s booth.
He beckoned the bar manager over. "Do you have any booths left?"
The manager hesitated. He glanced at the man who had arrived with Xiao Shao—he clearly had some means. But which of the guests who had reserved a booth for tonight wasn’t powerful? They were all influential people he couldn’t afford to offend. No matter whose booth he freed up, he was going to offend someone.
At that moment, a young liquor promoter beside him offered a suggestion. "Didn’t Young Master Jun call and say he might have something come up tonight and couldn’t make it?"
This... The man had only said he *might* not make it. There was still a chance he would show up, and the manager didn’t dare to take that gamble.
Seeing his hesitation, Sun Dasheng said, "I’ll pay double. Give me that booth."
The manager’s face instantly broke into a smile that was as warm as a spring breeze. "Mr. Sun, what are you saying? Even if you didn’t offer to pay more, this booth would still be yours. Afa, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and escort our esteemed guest over."
Seeing the manager assign this VIP to him, Afa was ecstatic. His risky reminder had paid off.
"Mr. Sun, please follow me."
Afa acted as a human bulldozer, parting the sea of people for them. The booth was quite large, easily seating a dozen people. However, with only three of them in their party, it felt quite empty.
"Aren’t you going to let go of my arm?"
For a rare moment, Yang Xintian’s face turned slightly red as she quickly released his arm. "Uncle Sun, don’t get me wrong, I don’t have any feelings for you."
Sun Dasheng feigned surprise. "I wasn’t misunderstanding anything."
ARGH! Yang Xintian felt she was too young to play games with him.
Yuan Yuan, who was enjoying the show from the sidelines, snickered to herself. She went over to playfully jab at Yang Xintian a few times, then quickly changed the subject. "Uncle Sun, it’s a bit dead over here. Should we call some more friends to come liven things up?"
"Sure. No guys, though," Sun Dasheng agreed. Since he was already here, there was no need to put on a gentlemanly act.
Yang Xintian made a "tch" sound at him, said she understood, and then headed toward the adjacent booths. It turned out their booth was right next to the one Xiao Shao’s group was in.
After she left, Sun Dasheng ordered some drinks.
Yuan Yuan approached with a glass in her hand and a seductive smile. "Uncle Sun, I’d like to make a toast to you. Thank you for bringing me here."
"No need to be so formal," Sun Dasheng replied, politely taking a small sip from his glass.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, a large posterior plopped right onto his lap, splashing some alcohol onto his trousers. The scent of cheap perfume filled his nostrils, making him frown. He didn’t like the smell.
"Oh my, I’m so sorry, Uncle Sun! I slipped!" Yuan Yuan said, still sitting on his lap. "I spilled my drink all over your pants. Let me wipe it for you." As she spoke, she pulled out a tissue and reached for his trousers.
He grabbed her wrist, pushing her off him. "That won’t be necessary."
Yuan Yuan’s first offensive ended in failure. Her petty little tricks couldn’t possibly escape Sun Dasheng’s discerning eyes. She had a great figure and a pretty face—everything about her was good, except for the fact that she had been... used a few too many times. The smell was a bit much. He had no interest in sharing a den with so many others.
He made a call to his driver, Da Yong, who was waiting outside. Soon, a spare pair of trousers from the car was delivered to him.
When he returned to the booth after changing in the restroom, a flock of chattering young women had gathered. As for their names, they naturally all used pseudonyms like Fangfang and Meimei.
With girls like these, a bit of light flirting and copping a feel was acceptable, but sharing an intimate kiss was out of the question. Every one of them was a public bus with an odometer that had been rolled over countless times. The number of passengers who had ridden them could form a line that wrapped around the bar several times.
However, as atmosphere-setters, they were perfectly qualified. Their mouths seemed to be coated in honey as they called out "Mr. Sun" this and "Mr. Sun" that. They were completely uninhibited when it came to playing drinking games. Before long, the mood in their booth became lively.
A little while later, the lights in the venue dimmed. The manager leaped onto the stage and grabbed a mic, shouting a congratulatory announcement. "Congratulations to Xiao Shao for ordering the 88,888 Shenlong Set! Let’s give him a round of applause!"
Immediately, the big screens projected an image of Xiao Shao’s booth. A long line of waiters pushing carts slowly approached their table. They lit the sparklers stuck in the champagne bottles and began waving them around frantically, creating a dazzling display in the dark. Then, a dedicated band came over to perform a song just for them.
"Quite the show," Sun Dasheng remarked.
"Tch! It’s all just for show to get suckers to foot the bill." For someone so young, Yang Xintian had a sharp eye for the heart of the matter. She was no simple girl.
Hearing Sun Dasheng praise her, she said smugly, "You learn these things when you go out and see enough of it. The cost of these drinks is less than a thousand yuan, but they sell them to those saps for 88,000. It’s such an easy way to make money."
"Isn’t it a bit rude to talk about your friends like that?" Sun Dasheng commented.
"Hmph! So what? I say it to his face too."
"Is that so? I don’t believe you."
Sun Dasheng’s dismissive attitude provoked her. She stormed over to the other booth and soon returned, dragging a girl with her—it was Xiao Shao’s fraternal twin sister, Xiang Zixuan.
"Zi Xuan, tell Uncle Sun, did I or did I not call your brother a sucker to his face?"
The two girls held hands, their relationship seemingly close. Xiang Zixuan looked at Sun Dasheng with curiosity before nodding to confirm Yang Xintian’s story.
"Impressive," Sun Dasheng said, giving her a thumbs-up.
Left speechless, Yang Xintian was annoyed. She grabbed Xiang Zixuan and led her to the dance floor to let loose.
Soon after, another of the bar’s ’whales’ made an appearance. The bar manager hopped onto the stage and repeated his previous act, but this time he was even more excited. This was because this VIP was even more extravagant, ordering the 188,888 Super Dragon Set.
From the dance floor, two figures rushed back toward the booth, exclaiming, "My uncle is loaded!"
Being pulled along, Xiang Zixuan was a bit speechless. Just a moment ago she was calling him a ’sucker,’ and now she’s already changed her tune?
What’s it like to be surrounded by a throng of waiters singing and dancing for you? Sun Dasheng just found it a bit novel.
The other women in the booth, however, were ecstatic. Bathed in the attention of the adoring crowd, they looked as if they were ready to rip their clothes off to release their excitement. It seemed women were a species that, by nature, longed to be at the center of the stage, living under the spotlights.
The adjacent booth grew somewhat quiet. They had been upstaged.
Although Xiao Shao kept a smile on his face, his mood was anything but pleasant.
"Xiao Shao, you’re the king of this club. You can’t let someone else run wild on your turf. Let’s get him," Yang Wei, who had been embarrassed earlier, tried to stir up trouble.
"Exactly! We showed him some respect, and now he has the nerve to steal your thunder?"
"Isn’t that going too far? Some of our friends are over there with him."
There were also voices of reason, but they were quickly drowned out by the more aggressive ones.
They summoned the manager.
"Xiao Shao, what are your orders?"
"Bring us two more Super Dragon Sets. The presentation has to be even grander than his, understand?"
The instructions were so blunt, there was no way the manager could misunderstand. In fact, he was thrilled. With patrons competing like this, his liquor sales would go through the roof. He even did more than Xiao Shao had asked.
"Two Super Dragon Sets, courtesy of our most distinguished guest tonight—Xiao Shao!"
Every spotlight in the club converged on Xiao Shao’s booth. They were truly under the spotlight, the absolute center of attention. The young men and women in the booth danced passionately. Some of the more daring ones even grabbed a member of the opposite sex and started making out right then and there. This drew whistles and cheers from all around the club.
The money was well spent; they had captured everyone’s attention.
Xiao Shao was glowing with satisfaction. He even glanced provocatively over in the other direction.
Sun Dasheng hadn’t reacted yet, but Yang Xintian was already hopping mad. She despised that guy. He had even warned her in private to stay away from Zi Xuan.
"Uncle Sun, destroy that obnoxious jerk!"
Sun Dasheng pulled her off him in annoyance. "Can’t you just speak normally? Why are you strangling me? Are you trying to murder your own uncle?"
Realizing she’d gone too far, Yang Xintian gave a sheepish laugh. "Sorry, Uncle Sun, I got a little too excited. That obnoxious guy is just begging for a beating. Uncle Sun, please, won’t you stick up for your little niece?"
When being aggressive didn’t work, she switched to a softer approach and tried to act cute.
"Are you a plant from the club manager or something? Sticking up for you is going to cost me several hundred thousand, you know," Sun Dasheng said, rolling his eyes. This little devil had zero talent for acting cute. Her pouty expression was completely fake. There wasn’t a shred of sincerity in her plea.
"But you were happy to be a whale just a minute ago," Yang Xintian said, puzzled.
Sun Dasheng took a slow sip of his drink. "Because I felt like it. What’s it to you? Are you trying to order your uncle around now?"
Sitting to one side, Xiang Zixuan keenly observed that while Uncle Sun was speaking to Yang Xintian, his eyes were fixed on her.
Being a sharp girl, she understood immediately.
So, she picked up a glass of wine. "Uncle Sun, I’d like to propose a toast."
Sun Dasheng clinked his glass against hers but didn’t drink yet. "And why are you suddenly toasting me for no reason?"
She calmly finished her drink, her face immediately flushing red. It was clear she rarely drank. With rosy cheeks and hazy eyes, she said, "Uncle Sun is Tian Tian’s senior, and I am Tian Tian’s best friend. That makes you my senior too. This is a toast to show my respect."
Finding her reasoning sound enough, Sun Dasheng drained his glass.
She immediately picked up another full glass.
Sun Dasheng asked, "What’s the reason this time?"
She downed it in one go. Her face grew redder and her eyes became even more dazed. "I want to ask you, Uncle Sun, to help Tian Tian and put him in his place."
Oh? Holding his glass, Sun Dasheng studied her with an amused expression. "But that’s your brother."
Xiang Zixuan smiled faintly. "My friends are more important than my brother."
Whether she was being sincere or not, Sun Dasheng drank the wine she offered. He snapped his fingers, summoning the manager.
"Super Dragon Sets. Bring four of them. As for the presentation..."
The manager quickly interjected, "I understand, Mr. Sun! You can rest assured, the spectacle will be far grander than the last one."