At the moment, outside, Wang Wei and two young men stood by the bar entrance waiting. They saw a yellow Porsche sports car roaring over. "Young Master Ye is here…"
Wang Wei and the others immediately went to greet him. The car door opened, revealing Ye Zhaohui in a crisp white suit and white leather shoes. He raised his hand to smooth his handsome hairstyle, his arrogant gaze sweeping the surroundings. He looked at the bar entrance and disdainfully said, "This dump of a bar, and you dare call it the best bar in Huadu?"
A tall and sexy female companion, dressed in a blue slip dress, went up and naturally linked her arm with Ye Zhaohui's. She was someone he had picked up at a club last night.
"Young Master Ye, in your eyes, this is just a small bar, but in our eyes, this is a grand establishment," Wang Wei said with fawning laughter.
After all, Ye Zhaohui's Ye family was not only a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, but twenty years ago, they had also opened a pharmaceutical factory, gradually growing into a listed pharmaceutical group. Although his father was not the chairman, Ye Zhaohui was considered a second-generation rich kid.
"Never mind, let's go in and take a look."
Ye Zhaohui waved his hand and, with his female companion in his arm and Wang Wei and the others following, walked into the bar. The explosive DJ music and the atmospheric dancers performing hot dances on the dance floor. Ye Zhaohui laughed, "It looks a bit simple from the outside, but there are quite a few beauties inside."
"Yes, and the beauties in this bar are also very fun," Wang Wei and the others chuckled.
"Then let's book a table," Ye Zhaohui said generously.
Wang Wei surveyed the tables near the dance floor. Seeing that the emperor's seat was already occupied, he said, "Young Master Ye, let's sit over there."
"If only we had come earlier."
Seeing that the emperor's seat was taken, Ye Zhaohui was quite displeased. After all, when he came to a bar to have fun, he usually chose the best seats and was the highest spending boss in the entire venue.
So, the group sat down at an empty spot to the left of the dance floor. Wang Wei beckoned a waiter over. Ye Zhaohui waved his hand, "Bring a bottle of Spades."
"Wow, Young Master Ye is so handsome."
The female companion beside him clapped her hands and cheered when she saw him order Spades as soon as he sat down. Ye Zhaohui smiled proudly, his large hand caressing her waist unrestrainedly, "This is just the beginning. Order whatever you want to drink, money is just a small matter."
"Young Master Ye is so generous."
Wang Wei and the others also stopped being polite. They asked the waiter to call over some of the bar princesses to accompany them for drinks. At the same time, a bottle of Spades was brought, drawing the attention of other guests, making Ye Zhaohui even more inflated and boastful.
"By the way, what happened with that kid and the school in the end?" Ye Zhaohui suddenly asked.
He was still very unhappy about the incident with the little girl's heart condition last month, which led to his expulsion from school. He had also been scolded by his grandfather.
"That child's mother did not pursue the school's responsibility!"
Wang Wei said, "I heard that Teacher Wan promised to treat the child's heart condition, so the parents did not pursue the matter."
"Damn it, who does that guy surnamed Wan think he is?"
Thinking about the slap he received from Wan Yunting at the time, Ye Zhaohui became angry. "Wang Wei, do you know anyone in the underworld? I want to teach that kid a lesson!"
Wang Wei was stunned and said, "I do know a few bosses from the underworld, but I need money to get them."
"Money is a small matter."
Ye Zhaohui waved his hand, his eyes narrowed, and he snorted, "As long as I can cripple that kid's hands and prevent him from practicing medicine for the rest of his life, I'll pay whatever it takes."
"Alright, I'll contact them later."
Wang Wei was secretly excited. This way, he could also make a profit from the difference.
"Boss Wan is so handsome…"
In the center of the dance floor, at the emperor's seat, a group of scantily clad bar princesses cheered in unison, drawing everyone's attention.
"Who is it, showing off like that?"
Seeing the grand display at the emperor's seat, Ye Zhaohui was very unhappy. He shouted at a bar server, "Didn't I tell you to call the princesses over? Why are they all over there?"
The bar server, seeing Ye Zhaohui's arrogant demeanor, figured he was the son of some nouveau riche. The server couldn't help but roll his eyes in disdain and said, "That's our Boss Wan over there. The boss called all the princesses over to accompany him for drinks."
"Boss Wan, who is that?"
Ye Zhaohui, of course, did not know that the Boss Wan the server was referring to was the Wan Yunting he had just mentioned.
Wang Wei stood up and looked over a few times. He saw a familiar figure, happily chatting and drinking. "Hey, he looks so familiar!"
"Who is it?"
The other two young men also stood up to look. As Wan Yunting turned his head towards them, Wang Wei instantly saw his face and exclaimed, "It's Teacher Wan…"
"My goodness, it really is him…"
The two young men, who were also teachers from the Traditional Chinese Medicine department at Xingyao Elementary School, recognized Wan Yunting.
Ye Zhaohui immediately stood up and glared at Wan Yunting, who was surrounded by people at the emperor's seat. "Damn it, it really is that kid!"
"It's really hard to tell, this Wan Yunting is quite good at playing."
Seeing Wan Yunting with a buxom beauty in his arms, with a lewd and wicked grin on his face, surprised Wang Wei and the others.
After all, at school, Wan Yunting had always given people an impression of politeness and humility. Seeing his current demeanor was like seeing a completely different person.
"Boss Wan, could it be him?"
Wang Wei was shocked. Was the Boss Wan the server mentioned earlier really Wan Yunting?
"Could he be involved in the underworld?"
The two TCM teachers were surprised and exchanged glances.
Wang Wei saw that the people sitting with Wan Yunting were none other than the bar's manager, Meng Hu, and his associates!
After all, he occasionally came to this bar to hang out and recognized Brother Hu.
"This kid, you really can't tell!"
Ye Zhaohui sat down. Wang Wei turned back to him and sighed, "Young Master Ye, it seems that it will be very difficult for us to find someone to teach him a lesson."
Ye Zhaohui raised an eyebrow. He thought Wan Yunting was just an ordinary person.
"Yes, after all, he was just released from prison last month. It's possible those underworld figures know him."
"Indeed, it seems we have to find another way…" the two TCM teachers said.
"I have an idea, I wonder if Young Master Ye agrees!" Wang Wei's eyes lit up, and he thought of a plan.
"Quick, tell me."
Ye Zhaohui was eager to hear his stratagem.
"If we let the school know about his underworld connections, what would be the consequences for him?" Wang Wei said to Ye Zhaohui and the others with a sinister grin.
"The school will expel him!"
"That's right. After all, we teachers need to maintain a clean image. If we expose him as being involved in the underworld, the school will definitely expel him," the two TCM teachers said.
"Good."
Ye Zhaohui became excited and said happily to Wang Wei, "Let's do it. Expose him, and then let's see how that old man Gu Yuanbai can still protect him!"
Wang Wei nodded with a wicked smile, asking the two teachers to keep Ye Zhaohui company for drinks. He then took out his phone and quietly moved closer to Wan Yunting at the emperor's seat. He opened his camera and started taking pictures of Wan Yunting drinking with Yang Dong and the others.
"Come, Brother Dong, cheers…"
At this moment, Wan Yunting had Niu Qiuling in his left arm and was holding a wine glass, drinking with Yang Dong and the others. He was completely unaware that someone was secretly taking pictures of him.