Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 202: Checkout (6th Update)

Chapter 202: Chapter 202: Checkout (6th Update)

Miao Qingqing shook her head with a look of disappointment and said, "That’s just his stubborn nature, obstinately insisting on doing things on his own and not wanting help from others. I can’t usually get through to him, but now you all have to give him a good talking to."

Song Xiaodong’s face darkened at this. Miao Qingqing was kicking him when he was down. Seeing the smug smile she tried to hide, Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but roll his eyes at her, which only made Miao Qingqing even more pleased with herself.

Whenever she was with Song Xiaodong, she always came out worse off and never got the better of him. It was rare for her to have such an opportunity, so naturally, she couldn’t let it pass.

With Miao Qingqing saying this, everyone was even more enthusiastic in persuading Song Xiaodong. It was as if not accepting their help was a grave mistake. In the end, Song Xiaodong reluctantly agreed to appease them for the time being.

But it had to be said, that at this moment, his classmates showed more camaraderie than they had at the beginning, which made him dislike them less.

Once Song Xiaodong had agreed, everyone acted as if they had accomplished something incredible, their spirits even higher.

Zhou Peng said, "Xiaodong, let me tell you, I can make a few hundred thousand a year at my company. It might not sound like much, but in less than five years, my company will definitely go public. Stick with me, and you’ll definitely become an executive, reaching the peak of your career. Otherwise, you really won’t be worthy of Miao Qingqing; the gap is too big."

"Song Xiaodong, I’m envious of you. You really latched onto a big tree like Zhou Peng. When you make it big in the future, don’t forget us brothers."

"Yeah, you’ve got to work hard for Zhou Peng in the future, otherwise, you’d be letting down all your classmates’ good intentions."

"Sure, sure, I definitely will." Song Xiaodong grimaced, a look of misery on his face, which made Miao Qingqing even more triumphant.

After dinner, everyone wanted to keep the fun going and suggested going to sing karaoke.

"Let’s go, let’s go to Longcheng Karaoke Hall," Zhou Peng proposed.

"Oh yeah, Zhou Peng is always so generous. The environment at Longcheng Karaoke Hall is top-notch around here, and the spending there is pretty high—out of reach for ordinary folks."

Zhou Peng laughed and said, "I know the manager over there, and I managed to get a Platinum Card, which gets us a 20% discount."

"Awesome! I heard those cards aren’t easy to get. Zhou Peng, you’ve got so many friends now. That’s really handy."

Zhou Peng laughed with pride and said, "If I weren’t at least this useful, would Su Yao still stick with me?"

Su Yao glanced at Song Xiaodong, feeling a slight sense of loss. She always held a fantasy for the first person she had feelings for, but reality had led her to give up on any fantasies about Song Xiaodong. Smiling at Zhou Peng, she said, "Quit the sweet talk. If you don’t make it, I’ll kick you to the curb just like that."

Everyone planned to drink, so no one drove; instead, they hailed taxis to Longcheng Karaoke Hall together.

On the way, Song Xiaodong asked Miao Qingqing, "Are you going to stick with us for the rest of the night?"

With a lift of her chin, Miao Qingqing replied, "Yeah, it’s rare to relax a bit, right? I didn’t embarrass you, did I?"

Song Xiaodong touched his nose and said, "Embarrass me? You’ve given me more face than I could ask for."

"Hey, why did they call you a porter?" Miao Qingqing was quite curious about this.

Song Xiaodong recounted the morning’s events, and Miao Qingqing couldn’t help laughing out loud, saying, "It seems that seeing isn’t always believing. If they knew your real identity, they would probably go crazy."

"I don’t really have any real identity either," Song Xiaodong said with a smiling squint.

Miao Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then touched her chin and said, "That’s true. Even though you obviously have no status, I always thought of you as a noteworthy person in my heart, just with a bit of a bad character."

"Hey, can we not mention the last part? I haven’t done anything to you, have I?"

"What else would you want? Haven’t I suffered enough losses because of you?" Miao Qingqing glared at him annoyedly.

When they arrived at the destination, everyone got out of the car and gathered to walk inside.

"Welcome everyone!" The greeter at the door greeted them with a 90-degree bow, and then someone led the group inside.

Song Xiaodong intentionally walked in the middle of the crowd. This Longcheng Karaoke Hall wasn’t it Chen Zixu’s place? If someone recognized him, Chen Zixu would definitely come scurrying over, which could be troublesome.

Miao Qingqing felt the same. She had been to this place a few times, and the waitstaff here always paid special attention to VIPs.

Both of them squeezed into the crowd and then wrapped their arms around each other’s waists. Being so close made it even less likely for others to notice them distinctly.

Their classmates didn’t mind, and it wasn’t until they entered the private room that the two let go of each other.

"Huh?" Miao Qingqing frowned, surprised at how naturally she had latched onto Song Xiaodong, and how in sync their movements had been; it was almost unbelievable.

Especially after seeing the mischievous smile on Song Xiaodong’s face, Miao Qingqing felt even more wronged and secretly pinched him, feeling like she had been put at a disadvantage yet again.

After playing for over an hour, Song Xiaodong’s phone rang. He took out his phone and carelessly placed his wallet on the table, from which a card slipped out. Song Xiaodong asked Miao Qingqing to tidy up while he stepped out to answer the call.

Miao Qingqing picked up the card and casually placed it on the wallet, not making much of it.

The call was from Song Xiaoru, asking when he would come home. Although the security of their current house was better than before, the house was too big. She felt quite lonely by herself and hoped for Song Xiaodong’s early return, but she didn’t rush him, always understanding.

After chatting for a while, Song Xiaodong returned to the private room. Someone immediately pulled him into playing a dice drinking game, and he placed his phone next to his wallet without putting them away.

Another hour of play passed, and everyone was ready to leave, fully enjoyed. Zhou Peng called the server over for the bill.

Soon, the server turned on the lights and handed the bill to Zhou Peng.

Zhou Peng took out the Platinum Card and said, "Can I get a 20% discount with this?"

"Sir, you have a Platinum Card? That means you’re a VIP of our karaoke hall, and a discount is certainly applicable," the server replied with increased courtesy upon seeing the Platinum Card.

Zhou Peng couldn’t help but feel proud and was about to pay the bill.

However, the server accidentally saw the card on Song Xiaodong’s wallet and immediately widened his eyes, saying, "Sir, you don’t need to pay the bill."

"What?" Zhou Peng and the others were confused all of a sudden.