Two million!

When giving the check, Wu Shaoling had a severe toothache, which caused his cheek to be a bit swollen.

When did the security guard become so awesome? It seems that Wu Shaoling himself has never taken a huge sum of two million from others at once. This method of amassing money is too shameless.

Carriage fee?

It's a shame that a security guard had the nerve to say it.

Jie Yifan, wearing a security uniform, strode into the golden Milan, followed by Wu Shaoling. The two of them went straight to the box reserved by Gao Xiang in advance, attracting countless people's attention.

It is said that Wu Shaoling is not a high-profile person in Jinling City, but he is still half a member of the Gao family. Therefore, many people know this dirty and dirty guy with no bottom line.

"Eh? Mr. Ling, when did you change your career to a follower?"

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Ling? Why are you looking so droopy? Could it be that your father was stabbed in the ass?"

"Hahahahaha..."

Someone started jokingly, and the sound from Mr. Ling who followed him seemed to be giving Wu Shaoling a lot of face. It sounded like being affectionate, and the laughter was full of unbridled contempt.

Wu Shaoling's teeth were itching with hatred, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only smile and nod.

Although this boy looks like a arrogant young master outside, in fact, in the upper class circle of Jinling City, he is not even a fart. Even his cousin Gao Xiang cheated on him and let this guy pretend to be at the door.

Doorman.

Suddenly, Wu Shaoling was stunned for a moment. He looked up and found a pair of bright black eyes with a very ungrateful smile.

"Master Ling, you are very unprofessional."

Jie Yifan said slowly.

"Huh? I don't understand what you're talking about. Please leave now."

Wu Shaoling was startled and quickly lowered his head. His face turned red with embarrassment when he spoke.

In normal times, Wu Shaoling would have felt nothing if he was used to being bullied by celebrities and young men from aristocratic families, let alone blush, but today, he was really embarrassed.

Hey, people are so unlucky that even if they fart, they will hit their heels!

Wu Shaoling really hated why he had promised his cousin to come out to help Yifan come in. Looking back now, he looked silly standing outside the door just now, and he really seemed to be a follower, just waiting for his master to come.

But, that guy is just a security guard.

Does the security guard understand?

Wu Shaoling never thought that he would be reduced to looking at the face of a security guard so miserable. More importantly, when Gao Xiang arranged it like this, he had no objection at all.

In the elevator, only Jie Yifan and Wu Shaoling were left.

Xie Yifan showed a loyal smile and said, "Do you know what professionalism is?"

"Uh? What?"

Already feeling very angry, Wu Shaoling rolled his eyes angrily. Naturally, his tone of voice was too lazy to pretend to be friendly and seemed very stiff.

Jie Yifan chuckled and sighed leisurely: "Professional means starving and doing well is called losing weight, being beaten and doing well is called experience, being shameless and doing well is called persistence, being lazy and doing well is called leisure, and being a dog is called leisure. I forgot about being a dog.

Got it, do you understand?"

Ding dong!

The elevator door opened, and Xie Yifan walked out with a bright smile.

But his words seemed to touch a sad nerve in Wu Shaoling. After being stunned for a while, he realized that he had been scolded by Jie Yifan as a dog, and there was blood everywhere in the elevator until he almost vomited.

Son of a bitch!

If you don’t show off, will you die?

Golden Milan is the most famous private club in Jinling City, but its fame is not external but internal.

In today's society, clubs are no longer as mysterious as they were in the last century. Especially after people's consumption levels gradually improve, so-called clubs have also entered the consumption field of ordinary white-collar workers.

However, no matter how famous those clubs are, they only occasionally secretly hold one or two intimate carnival parties, or only dare to carry out small-scale activities that can stimulate the nerve endings of consumers after entering the early hours of the morning.

It is precisely because of this that those ordinary clubs have become synonymous with trouble. Fights and rioters are common. Jealousy is common. Even for a box princess, it is possible to have a white knife in and a red knife out.

How can a person with real status go to that kind of place to spend money? It will not damage his reputation.

But Golden Milan is different. Here, those who are not recognized by Golden Milan are not allowed to enter. Inside the club, light music dances, and beautiful and sexy female bartenders shuttle among the people. Under the brilliant lights, it is a luxurious scene.

Of course, the most attractive things are definitely more than that. In Golden Milan, no matter who you are, no matter whether you are young, impetuous, frivolous or impulsive, as long as you stay in your box, you will enjoy famous wines, beauties, and the most exciting programs...

...You have everything you need. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, no one will bother you.

But on the contrary, if you think you have some face and refuse to be a "behaved person", Golden Milan has a security team composed of two hundred special veterans. You will pay the price for your recklessness. Everyone will see it.

The cold-faced killing god who has gone through a lot of blood will let you spend an "extraordinary time" that you will never forget.

In short, Golden Milan is definitely a magical private club that can turn the grinning, arrogant and ferocious wild dogs outside into extremely docile little sheep.

At this moment, Gao Xiang, the largest shareholder of Golden Milan and the leader of the Three Heroes of Jinling, is sitting on the sofa with a smile on his face, exuding an aristocratic elegance, playing with the huanghuali Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Gao Xiang, brother, let's get this out of the way. If you're going to sit here all night, I won't keep you company."

The speaker was a soldier, with the rank of captain on his handsome military uniform. Although his appearance was not majestic, he was very attractive, especially the fortitude shining in his dark face, which was definitely the same as that of Gao Xiang.

It gives people two distinct feelings.

Gao Xiang said nothing and continued to play with his beads with a smile.

The captain's face darkened, he stood up suddenly and said, "Damn, it's not fun, I'm leaving."

"Hey, let me tell you, Bai Yonghao, why are you bragging that you are from some mysterious army? Just this certainty? Let me see, your crappy leader is not a good soldier, but it is more important to come back and have fun together with our brothers.

"

This time it was another person who spoke. The three of them were actually about the same age, but the person who spoke this time was not very tall, so it was difficult for anyone to notice him when he was nestled on the sofa just now.

"Shen Fan, are you looking for death?"

When Bai Yonghao heard that Shen Fan was belittling his troops, he immediately turned his head fiercely, with a cold murderous look in his eyes.

"If a fight breaks out between you, the Provincial Party Committee Secretary, and the Provincial Governor, it will be a lively event in Golden Milan tonight."

Gao Xiang finally spoke with a smile. When the two of them stopped frowning and sat back down, he smiled again and said: "But then again, this golden Milan is the common property of the three heroes of Jinling after all. If it is destroyed, it will be broken."
Chapter completed!