I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

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At night, the most prosperous and lively drunk dream court in Shanghai.

Imitating the European architectural style, the white marble steps are covered with gold shining light, and the red carpet is paved.

At the door is also a female etiquette with an image of high stature and temperament.

One luxury car after another parked at the front entrance, and then one and another bright men and women came down from the car, all of which were notorious and wealthy people in Shanghai and even in China.

I don’t know, I thought, what to do here will celebrate the feast.

As everyone knows, every night, Zui Meng Ting is like this.

It is strange to say that in such a luxurious place as Zui Meng Ting, an endless stream of wealthy entrepreneurs visits, but everyone has never seen the big boss behind this Drun Meng Ting.

It was Yi Wenbing, the manager of Zui Mengting, who came forward.

In Shanghai, Yi Wenbing is also well-known, and all the wealthy and entrepreneurs in Shanghai have to give a little face.

At this moment, on the red carpet outside the main hall of Zui Mengting, he slowly drove over to a lengthened Lincoln.

The car stopped, and its own waiter walked up quickly and opened the door.

Inside the car, a handsome man wearing a navy blue suit and tie walked down. He was quite handsome, with white face and red lips, and was the object of admiration for many women.

Chen Kexing, pulling his suit at the moment, with a smile on his face, and then took a handsome step towards the main hall.

However, just when he was about to step up, a Rolls Royce drove over.

He stood on the spot, frowning, looking at the middle-aged man who came down from the car. It was Weng Bai during the day.

Weng Bai hurried to the rear door, pulled the door open, bowed and respectfully said, "Chen Shao, it's here."

Chen Ping stepped out of the car, wearing a simple casual outfit, and looked very easy-going.

As soon as he played, he instantly attracted everyone's attention at the front entrance.

Half of the people who come here are people with heads and faces in Shanghai, and they all know Weng Bai.

Shanghai Baiye, who doesn't know?

However, they did not know the young man standing in front of Weng Bai at all.

However, it seems that Weng Bai was very respectful of it and even helped him open the door.

This is interesting.

There can be people whom Weng Bai respects, and the drunk dream court tonight is interesting.

"Hey, who is that person who can let Weng Bai open the door for his car? It seems to be a big one."

"No, this person hasn't seen it before, so it's impossible for them to come from other places?"

A few bright men and women aside, whispering.

"Oh, don't you know? You are too ignorant, do you know the last World Championship?"

Suddenly, one of them said triumphantly.

"You know, our national martial arts defeated Fusang and gained fame and solidified its position in the world of martial arts."

The other responded, his eyes suspicious.

Most of the famous giants and entrepreneurs in Shanghai did not go to that game.

After all, it's not a matter of one field, and few people pay attention to national art.

"Oh, the one in front of me was Chen Ping and Chen Shao who led Guoshu to defeat Fusang in the field! Even Zhoushu, Guoshutai's family, had to obey him. You don't know?" The man smiled.

"What, he is Chen Ping Chen Shao?!"

All of a sudden, many people panicked, full of shock.

This person is so ordinary, actually the famous Chen Ping Chen Shao!

No wonder Weng Bai is respectful of him.

Of course, with these gossips, Chen Kexing also listened to his ears, shook his hands, his face was dull, stared at Chen Ping, and turned his head directly into the main hall.

Chen Ping whined, looked at the angry Chen Kexing, and followed into the main hall.

After entering the main hall, Chen Ping really felt the luxury and prosperity of this drunk dream court.

Looking around, they are all richly dressed.

Drinking, dancing, gambling...

Yingying cuts.

This drunk dream court has a total of six floors, each with different service characteristics.

On every floor, wherever you look, those high-end temperament female etiquette are dressed in different styles of clothes, walking among those VIPs.

Moreover, there are private small boxes on each floor. At the door of the box are two bodyguards wearing black suits and sunglasses.

These are all well-trained bodyguards for the Dream Club.

And through these boxes, you can also hear all kinds of cooperation projects that started with tens of millions, as well as the screams of men and women.

It would not be an exaggeration to talk about Drunk Dream Court as a fairyland among adults.

Because, the entire first floor hall is a lotus pond. The pond is planted with fresh and blooming lotus flowers, as well as various precious goldfish, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Chen Shao, please here. Our location is on the third floor. The location is excellent. I reserved it specifically."

Weng Bai led the way to Chen Ping, took him to the third floor, and fell in a quaint small bag.

The view here is indeed good.

Not long after Chen Ping sat down, he heard faintly several people outside the box.

"Hey, President Cao, you said that tonight, can you really take it?" A flattered voice from a man.

"Oh, of course, this time, I Cao Jun will definitely get it!"

This is Cao Jun's voice, causing Chen Ping in the box to frown.

Cao Jun actually came, is his leg ready?

"Then congratulations to President Cao first, I must show me the thing tonight, I heard it is very strange."

"It's easy to talk." Cao Jun's hearty laughter seemed to be in a mood.

Then there was a noise.

"Sorry, someone has already taken it here. Please find some other places." The bodyguard at the door said.

"What? I clearly decided this place before, who is inside, let him get out!" Cao Jun's angry voice.

At the moment, outside the box, Cao Jun and several friends were looking displeased.

I clearly decided this box, and was actually the first to be boarded!

"Hey, open your dog's eyes and take a good look. This is Mr. Cao! Even your boss Yi must give Mr. Cao some face."

A running dog beside Cao Jun would shout sternly.

"Yes, don't rush out the people in the box yet, don't delay President Cao's Yaxing."

The other followed with an echo, his face full of anger.

Cao Jun, with his hands on his back, enjoys this high sense of superiority.

However, the two bodyguards still said the same sentence: "Sorry, Zui Meng Ting has the rules of Zui Meng Ting. It has already been taken by someone here. Please find some other places."

Snapped!

Suddenly!

Cao Jun slapped in the past and shouted, "Why! What are you guys, dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this! Even if Yi Wenbing is standing here now, you have to be polite to talk to me!"

Cao Jun is right, Zui Mengting has something to do with his boss behind the scenes.

When Yi Wenbing saw himself, he really had to give some face.

The two bodyguards lost their faces, and they did not dare to deal with Cao Jun and others casually.

After all, they are VIPs of Zui Mengting, they are bodyguards, and they are not as good as their status.

"Sorry, it's already..." the bodyguard still said so.

Cao Jun was immediately annoyed, kicked up, and screamed fiercely: "Grass! You said on the horse, and said! Laozi kicked you!"

The one-eight-foot-eight bodyguard was kicked down to the ground by Cao Jun.

He did not dare to fight back, but could only passively defend.

Cao Jun kicked and shouted: "You are just a bodyguard, what are you qualified to talk to Lao Tzu? I will tell you two now, drunk dream court expelled you, get out!"

Suddenly.

A cold voice broke the dull atmosphere here.

"Cao Jun, are you really awe-inspiring, and your legs are so easy?"