pjbooks Chapter 46: A rich second-generation sets up a scheme to incite local bullies to cause trouble?
Chapter 46: A rich second-generation sets up a scheme to incite local bullies to cause trouble?
Inside the private room of Supreme Congress KTV, the lights were bright and the subwoofer was so loud that the floor was shaking.
A group of boys, their faces flushed from drinking, were howling and screaming into microphones like pigs being slaughtered.
Their emotions were at their peak; they were a bunch of conspicuous figures letting loose.
Huang Shaofeng nestled in the center of the sofa, swirling a glass of Hennessy wine in his hand.
His eyes were brimming with excitement as he glanced at Lin Yushi, who was clinging to him.
Huang Shaofeng raised his chin, pointed to the door, and spoke.
"Go, bring that poor, good-for-nothing Lu Jingchen over here too."
Lin Yushi was taken aback at first, but immediately understood what he meant.
A gloating smile instantly spread across his face, as if he had struck gold.
Lin Yushi tilted her chin up, looking as proud as a peacock spreading its tail feathers.
"Don't worry, Brother Feng, I've got it covered."
"This will be a good opportunity to broaden that kid's horizons."
"Look at our circle, it's something he could never hope to reach in eight lifetimes."
She put down her wine glass and stepped into her ten-centimeter high heels.
She swayed her hips and walked out of the private room, having already made up her mind.
I'll make Lu Jingchen die in public in a moment, then let's see how he can pretend to be aloof.
The lights flickered on and off in the KTV corridor, and the air was filled with screaming singing.
Lu Jingchen was following behind Xia Wanxing, preparing to take Lu Qingyuan and the others back.
As a result, Lin Yushi walked towards him and directly opened her arms to block his way.
It was like they were robbing someone on the highway; they showed no intention of making way at all.
Lin Yushi crossed her arms and tilted her chin so high it almost reached the sky.
He glanced at Lu Jingchen from head to toe with disdain, as if he were looking at trash.
She forced a fake smile and began to speak.
"Hey, isn't this Qingyuan's brother? What a coincidence!"
"We happen to be short one person in our private room, how about we go in and sing for a bit?"
Looking at her pretentious face, Lu Jingchen's lips curled into a mocking smile.
He knew perfectly well that this guy was up to no good and was trying to set him up.
He gave a casual reply, his tone very indifferent.
"Sure, no problem."
Lin Yushi snorted coldly, turned around, and led the way by swaying her hips.
When his back was turned to them, a glint of malice flashed in his eyes.
She was thinking frantically to herself: It's good that you're here.
Brother Feng has everything arranged. You're in for a world of trouble.
Let's see how you'll maintain your aloof persona then.
The black Bentley sped smoothly along the road, while the neon lights outside the window rushed past.
Jiang Zhenbang, sitting in the back seat, closed his eyes to rest, his fingers gently tapping his knees.
A slight smile played on his lips, clearly indicating he was in an exceptionally good mood.
After all, she had just latched onto Lu Jingchen, this golden thigh, and she could laugh in her dreams.
Ali's phone in the passenger seat suddenly started ringing incessantly.
He glanced at the caller ID, his brows furrowed instantly, and he hung up immediately.
He quickly and respectfully turned around and spoke to Jiang Zhenbang.
"Boss, it's Lei Hu, the one who manages this KTV club."
"They've been calling me every day these past few days to ask me out, but I've refused them all as you instructed."
Jiang Zhenbang slowly opened his eyes, not angry, but still smiling.
He spoke casually, his tone nonchalant.
"Alright, that old man knows I'm back in Jiangcheng."
"They're like flies drawn to a scent, chasing after me every day to ask me out."
He glanced at the night outside the window and happened to pass by the sign of the Supreme Congress.
He then waved his hand and casually gave the order.
"I'm too lazy to go see him."
"Why don't you turn around and take me to meet him? It'll help kill some time."
Ali nodded quickly in agreement, not daring to delay for even a moment.
"Okay, boss, I'll turn around right away."
After saying that, he immediately told the driver to turn around and drive towards the Supreme Congress KTV.
The door to the KTV room was pushed open, and Xia Wanxing walked in first.
Lu Jingchen took Lu Qingyuan's hand and followed her inside.
The table in the private room was filled with expensive foreign liquor and fruit platters.
Several boys were shouting and playing drinking games, creating a noisy atmosphere like a market.
Lu Jingchen took Lu Qingyuan's hand and walked straight to the most secluded corner of the private room to sit down.
It stands out from the bustling crowds around it, focusing on an immersive theater experience.
Lu Qingyuan felt a little awkward and huddled close to Lu Jingchen.
Her little hands were clenched tightly; she felt uncomfortable all over, and her social anxiety was about to flare up.
Lu Jingchen gently patted the back of her hand and gave her a reassuring look.
He gestured to her not to be afraid, that even if the sky fell, he would be there to hold it up, and that nothing would happen.
A moment later, the door to the private room was pushed open again.
Huang Shaofeng walked in with a radiant face, as if he had won a great victory.
Behind him followed a man with a scar on his face, who looked very fierce.
He was clearly not a good guy, and he was accompanied by a glamorous woman in a low-cut dress.
It twisted like a water snake, exuding an aura that was not to be trifled with.
Huang Shaofeng clapped his hands so hard it hurt people's ears.
The music in the private room stopped instantly, and the noisy room fell silent immediately.
He shouted and boasted at the top of his lungs, his voice almost cracking.
"Everyone! Stop right now! Quiet down!"
"Let me introduce you to a very important person!"
"This is the Crazy Brother Biao I mentioned to you guys before!"
"Brother Biao calls the shots at all these venues!"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the group of boys in the private room lit up instantly.
Like flies drawn to the smell of meat, they swarmed around it.
They were all bowing and scraping, fawning over each other like lapdogs.
The boy, let's call him A, held up his wine glass, his back bent like a shrimp.
"Wow! This must be the legendary Brother Biao! I've heard so much about you!"
Boy B also raised his glass, his face practically beaming with joy.
"Brother Biao, let me toast you! I hope you'll take care of me in this area from now on!"
Crazy Biao accepted the crowd's adoration with a look of pure enjoyment.
He casually put his arm around the glamorous woman beside him and sat down in the main seat of the sofa.
He acted like a local tyrant, putting on airs to the extreme.
His gaze inadvertently swept towards Lu Jingchen in the corner.
There was a hint of doubt in his eyes; he felt that this face looked somewhat familiar.
But he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, and scratched his head without giving it much thought.
Meanwhile, at the main entrance of Supreme Congress KTV.
A black Bentley slowly came to a stop, and the valet immediately scurried over.
He respectfully opened the car door, bending so low his back almost touched the ground.
Ali, dressed in a sharp black suit, stepped out of the car with a cold expression.
He exudes an aura of power; he's clearly not an ordinary person.
Lei Hu, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, saw Ali.
He immediately beamed and jogged over, looking as if he had seen his own father.
Lei Hu was so excited that his voice was trembling and he could barely speak.
"Hey! Brother Li! You've finally arrived! I've been waiting here for ages!"
Ali straightened his cuffs expressionlessly.
He glanced at Lei Hu indifferently, his tone as cold as ice.
"Old Lei, I've told you so many times, there's no need for all this fancy stuff."
Lei Hu didn't care about Ali's coldness at all and still approached him with a fawning expression.
He hurriedly took out the cigarettes from his pocket and handed them over, bending his waist even lower, humble to the core.
"Of course! Of course! Is Mr. Jiang in the car?"
"I'll arrange the best VIP room in the restaurant right away! I guarantee no one will disturb us!"
Ali waved his hand and spoke.
"No need to make arrangements, Mr. Jiang is in the car."
"You just lead the way, we'll go in, sit for a bit, and then leave."
Lei Hu nodded hurriedly, like a chick pecking at rice.
"Alright, alright! Brother Li, come with me!"
"I guarantee I'll arrange everything perfectly for you!"
Meanwhile, Huang Shaofeng, inside the private room, watched as everyone fawned over Feng Biao.
His smugness was practically overflowing, and he even glanced in Lu Jingchen's direction.
The smugness in his eyes was practically written all over his face.
He cleared his throat and spoke again, his voice full of arrogance.
"I'm not bragging, but in Jiangcheng..."
"As long as Brother Biao speaks up, there's nothing we can't handle!"
Crazy Biao was flattered and laughed heartily.
He casually picked up the bottle of liquor on the table and poured himself a full glass.
The people around him showered him with compliments, praising him to the skies.
Lu Qingyuan huddled next to Lu Jingchen and quietly tugged at his sleeve.
"Brother, shall we leave? It's too noisy here."
Lu Jingchen smiled and patted her head.
"Don't rush, since you're already here, you can watch the show for a while before you leave."
He knew perfectly well why Huang Shaofeng had gone to so much trouble to call him over.
They definitely won't let him go so easily; the real show is yet to come.
Sure enough, after Huang Shaofeng had shown off enough, his gaze instantly locked onto Lu Jingchen in the corner.
A malicious smile curled at the corner of his lips as he walked over, holding a wine glass.
Two boys followed behind her, their faces full of ill intent, clearly indicating they were up to no good.
The people in the private room fell silent instantly, all turning their gazes to the corner.
Everyone was eager to see Lu Jingchen make a fool of himself in public.
Lin Yushi leaned back on the sofa, holding a wine glass and watching with smug satisfaction.
He thought to himself, "Here it comes, let's see how you pretend this time!"