The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 289 - 0289: Di Zun Clubhouse

Chapter 289: Chapter 0289: Di Zun Clubhouse

The Di Zun Clubhouse was a newly developed entertainment venue in the new district of North City, Binhai City.

In Binhai City, they were famously known as North Di Zun and South Imperial Regal.

Long Fei had been to the Imperial Grand Hotel South of the City, where he had been caught by Ding Xue once.

That hotel was owned by the Wuu Family, and the Di Zun Clubhouse even had a more prominent backer—it was opened by He Hongtao, who was known as the Lord of the Rivers.

Inside, it was said that the third young master of the Shen Family also held a share, but of course, this young master usually didn’t get involved in managing it and was only in it for fun.

He loved to play, just as Shen Yan’er had said, joining in anything fun he came across.

When they arrived, they coincidentally met up with a group of classmates.

The gathering organized by Zhang Li far outnumbered the one set up by Zhang Dongliang.

Back in the technical college, Zhang Li was quite an influential figure.

She knew everyone from the president of the students’ union to the rich second-generation students at the college, and even some street hooligans.

Over the years, these influential people from the school still did well for themselves in society.

Helpless fact, they started from a higher point.

The children of poor families couldn’t really compare, as they weren’t even on the same starting line.

The group of men and women classmates totalled over twenty.

Those who were doing well carried themselves with exuberance, with a different look in their eyes, and they always spoke with their heads held high.

Most of these people drove mid-range cars such as Audi A4s, BMW X1s, or Mercedes-Benz C-Classes.

Those who weren’t doing as well slouched and forced smiles on their faces to cover up their embarrassment.

Their cars were basically Hondas, Toyotas, Chevrolets, and the like, family sedans.

Of course, those who were doing even worse probably wouldn’t have the face to show up.

Driving a Wuling Hongguang here would be purely inviting discomfort.

Class reunions had long lost the feeling of camaraderie and had become a show-off fest.

Among the crowd, the richest was a rather tall young man.

Almost everyone was gathered around him, including Zhang Dongliang, who was trying to brown-nose as well.

After Leilei parked the car, Wang Xiaoya, upon seeing him, whispered an introduction to Long Fei, "That tall guy was the student union president in our grade. His name is Xue Jun, his family owns a dyeing factory, and his mother works in the government. After graduation, he entered the TV station and became a deputy director in just a few years; he is the most successful among us."

Long Fei noticed and saw that the car Xue Jun drove was a Porsche Cayenne, unmatched in splendor here.

Curious, Long Fei asked, "Zhang Li is so capable, she could even invite him?"

Wang Xiaoya pursed her lips and smiled, "He used to chase Zhang Li and was with her for a while. But they broke up later, he has too many women around him, not reliable."

Long Fei asked her, "Didn’t he chase after you?"

Compared to Zhang Li, Wang Xiaoya possessed a different kind of beauty.

She blushed and kept silent, which seemed like an affirmation.

When Xue Jun saw Wang Xiaoya, he smiled and nodded to her as a greeting.

Wang Xiaoya politely nodded back, several years had passed, and this young master was even more charming than when he was in school.

Zhang Li liked his type, but Wang Xiaoya didn’t.

She preferred someone like Long Fei, honest and providing a sense of security.

Of course, now he seemed to be starting to be not so honest.

Zhang Dongliang’s wife found her opportunity to stir things up and immediately came over to gossip as soon as she saw Wang Xiaoya.

It seemed she couldn’t flaunt her status as Xie Xiaoyao without putting down Wang Xiaoya.

She touched her Audi A6 and said to Wang Xiaoya and Long Fei, "Yo, why didn’t you drive the Rauss today and switched to an Audi instead?"

Wang Xiaoya honestly admitted, "This car belongs to Leilei, it’s not ours."

Leilei was even more embarrassed, glanced at Long Fei and quickly explained, "What’s mine, this is just from the shop, I’m just driving it temporarily."

Xie Xiaoyao giggled, "You two have suddenly become so humble today, Xiaoya, this isn’t your style. Logically speaking, you should’ve rented another Rolls-Royce to show off, right?"

At this moment, her husband Zhang Dongliang came over with a group of classmates, and they all laughed when they heard this.

Zhang Dongliang even shouted loudly at Xue Jun, "It’s not my wife criticizing them. What they did last time was too much. We’re all classmates here; who are we trying to compete with? It’s pointless. Yet they rented a Rolls-Royce just to pretend to be rich—why waste the money? If you don’t have money, you don’t have it; we don’t look down on them."

"Exactly, we’re all classmates, why the need to show off in front of us!"

"Right, Xiaoya, why are you still with this show-off? Old Xue is still single; you might as well go with him!"

A bunch of people fawned over Xue Jun, addressing him as "Old Xue" as if they were very familiar with him.

Xue Kai’s face beamed with even more pride, as he looked Long Fei up and down.

Wang Xiaoya blushed and didn’t want to argue with them.

She knew whether her own man was capable or not; she didn’t need others to say it.

Long Fei took a drag from his cigarette, remained silent, and quietly watched them show off.

Leilei stood aside, barely able to restrain herself from revealing Long Fei’s identity and scaring these guys to death.

Just then, Xue Jun finally spoke up, unexpectedly coming to Wang Xiaoya’s defense, "Let’s drop it, we’re all classmates, no need to make things unpleasant. Everyone is here now; let’s go in!"

Out of respect for him, the group didn’t dwell on the matter of the Rolls-Royce any further.

He looked at Long Fei with a smug expression, as if to say, "See, I’m so impressive; just one word from me can protect your woman."

Long Fei smirked internally, a second-generation rich kid from a small factory—did he really need such a sense of superiority? Even Lin Yingying didn’t look at people with such an attitude.

The group entered the hotel where two rows of waitresses, clad in short skirts and stockings, stood at the main hall’s entrance to greet them with unified bows.

Legs and cleavage were on display.

The men let out a collective gasp, as most of them were experiencing such a high-end place for the first time.

Zhang Li had already booked a private room, and Zhang Dongliang gave the room number, prompting the lobby manager to immediately arrange for someone to take them upstairs.

The room was on the fifth floor, one of the luxurious private rooms.

The group took the elevator, splitting into two trips to go up.

Xue Jun purposely joined Long Fei on the elevator and asked him, "Brother, it’s your first time here, isn’t it?"

"Yes!" Long Fei nodded.

Xue Jun patted him on the shoulder with an air of a wise senior, "Don’t be nervous, you’ll get used to it after coming more often. The cheapest private room here costs just over two thousand yuan a night; it’s not expensive."

Zhang Dongliang burst out laughing, "Old Xue, he works as a security guard; he earns about two thousand yuan a month. If he comes here to sing a song, what will he eat?"

Xie Xiaoyao followed with a laugh, "No worries, he can make a living by showing off."

Long Fei rubbed his head, thinking that the mouths of this couple were really asking for a slap.

But today was Zhang Li’s event; if he could endure it, he would, as it was beneath him to squabble with these morons.

Wang Xiaoya also tugged at him a bit, worried that he would explode and start a fight.

Zhang Li was her best friend, and she didn’t want to embarrass her.

After the elevator arrived, the group followed the waitstaff into the private room.

The luxury of the private room was indeed impressive, with carpeted floors and genuine leather sofas.

The crystal chandeliers were large, and the screens on the wall were at least sixty inches.

People split up according to their status; the successful ones sat together, and the less successful huddled together.

Wang Xiaoya and Leilei sat with Long Fei at the very edge.

Xue Jun and Zhang Dongliang naturally took the central seats, accompanied by a few others who were doing well; they had all driven Audis and BMWs to the event.

These few had been the loudest hecklers earlier, not leaving any face for Long Fei.