There is an open-air bar at the other end of the parking lot. Many people are laughing and chatting in the bar. They don’t say what they are drinking. Just looking at the clothes of those people, you can tell that these people are either rich or noble, and they are also that kind of people.
A young man who usually doesn’t show off his appearance or a rich lady./
On the right side of the parking lot, there is a dark driveway. Some vehicles can be vaguely parked in this driveway, and some figures are moving inside. As for where this driveway leads, based on what Tang Yuyao has seen and heard now,
I really can't guess.
The entire club does not look splendid, or even has any eye-catching buildings. However, just by looking at it, even Tang Yuyao can feel that this club is extraordinary, whether it is the well-trained security guards he saw just now,
Even the modern parking lot gave him an experience he had never seen before. Being able to open such a club, as Murong Bailing once hinted, cannot be built with just money.
Tang Yuyao was thinking wildly when suddenly Murong Bailing beside him interrupted his thoughts.
"This kind of whistle is not right, Brother Tang. On this occasion, this is how the whistle should be blown."
Murong Bailing opened the car window, put his index finger and thumb in his mouth, and blew out a whistle hard. The crisp sound was particularly loud in the noisy parking lot. Many people who were getting off the car or chatting near the parking lot turned their attention.
Turned around.
"Since it is a whistle, it must be blown out in a dignified way. A low whistle like yours does not have the temperament of those in power at all. At best, it is a gangster on the street. Think about your current status, Brother Tang, don't
How can you let your subordinates listen to a gangster who is as timid as a gangster and keeps the same attitude as before? If you use the loyalty of the gangsters in company management, it will only make you lose your pants.
Leftover."
Tang Yuyao turned to look at Murong Bailing, and after a while, he asked: "Why? You are very strange today, why do you keep letting me do this and that, as if you want to make me become someone I am not, or to make me become someone else?"
Master, what happened?"
Murong Bailing stopped the car and looked at the darkness in front of him. He was also quiet for a while and then said: "Brother Tang, if you were asked to choose between me and my sister, who would you choose?"
Tang Yuyao frowned and asked, "Is there any problem between you and your sister?"
Murong Bailing shook his head, turned to look at Tang Yuyao, laughed, and said: "Brother, you must help me in the future. Listen to me, I used to trust my grandfather the most, but now, the person I trust the most is
You are here, you can’t let me down.”
Tang Yuyao scratched his head, vaguely feeling that there was something in Murong Bailing's words, but judging from the facts he could observe now, he never thought that Murong Qian might do anything to Murong Bailing, so he thought about it again and again.
Unable to figure out why Murong Bailing said that, he just smiled and did not continue to ask.
The silence in the car did not last long. A waiter came out from the corner, bowed slightly to Murong Bailing as a greeting, and asked: "Madam, was it you who expressed your intention to participate in tonight's competition at the gate just now?
?”
"Yes, I'm about to go to President Sun's place, but it looks like there are a lot of cars today. What, are there any big names showing up in today's game?"