Mr. Zhou said this lightly, but what it meant behind it was not as simple as tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Maybe Feng Guang had to invest millions for this matter!
Although Fengguang is not short of money, everything is about cost-effectiveness.
During this period of contact, Feng Guang has spent nearly 5 million on Mr. Zhou. For a second generation of his level, Feng Guang's budget is 5 million.
If it exceeds five million, it is a bit uneconomical.
Jiang Muyang delegated power to Feng Guang because of his trust in him, and he certainly couldn't squander it casually.
But...if you refuse, all the previous preparations and efforts will be in vain.
At this time, Young Master Yuan across from him picked up his wine glass and raised it towards Young Master Zhou, clearly provoking him.
Mr. Zhou said with a dark face: "Ah Guang, you must help me save my face today!"
"OK!"
Feng Guang nodded: "Young Master Zhou, you have already spoken, can I not help you? Today, I, Feng Guang, will stand up for the sake of our brothers!"
After saying that, he snapped his fingers and called the waiter.
soon.
The sound of the DJ filled the nightclub.
"Thank you to v8 master Zhou Dashao for purchasing ten sets of Shenlong sets!!!"
Ten sets of divine dragon sets!
Each set is eighty-eight thousand, eight hundred and eighty-eight, so ten sets equal over eight hundred thousand!
Everyone in the nightclub went completely crazy.
Moreover, the nightclub is also very understanding, and specially asked the waiter to walk around the venue with the Shenlong suit, which earned enough face for the Shenhao customers.
Mr. Zhou smiled so much that his mouth almost reached behind his ears. He put his arms around a girl's waist and stood up, raising his middle finger at Mr. Yuan who was opposite him.
Mr. Yuan sneered and called the waiter.
Soon, DJ shouted excitedly: "Thank you to Mr. Yuan Shenhao of v9 for buying fifty sets of Shenlong sets! Fifty sets! Mr. Yuan is really a Shenhao!!!"
"I'll blanch it!"
Mr. Zhou slapped the railing and shouted to the other side: "Yuan Datou, you are fucking in trouble with me, aren't you?"
Yuan Shao sneered and raised his middle finger, his face full of contempt and said nothing.
Feng Guang frowned, gritted his teeth, and called the waiter.
Directly put on a hundred sets of Shenlong sets!
This time it directly broke the record of Coco Nightclub, and the atmosphere in the venue became more enthusiastic and completely boiling.
Feng Guang's heart was bleeding.
One hundred sets of Shenlong sets cost nearly 10 million.
This fucking thing is scarier than burning money.
However, the effect was still there, and Yuan Shao on the opposite side did not use it again.
After all, Fengguang's side won the final victory in the confrontation between the two sides and won the consumer crown tonight.
His spending at Coco nightclub tonight exceeded 10 million, breaking Coco's consumption record and becoming a topic of conversation for quite some time.
Of course, with so much wine, Feng Guang and the others wouldn't be able to finish it even if they drank a thousand cups without getting drunk. All of them are stored in the bar and can be opened at any time in the future.
This group of people drank until about two o'clock in the middle of the night, and then they left without feeling satisfied.
In everyone's arms, there is at least one girl with a good figure and appearance.
Mr. Zhou even fired his bows from left to right, one person leading two.
Although these girls are not professional sellers, it is rare to meet such a wealthy person who spends 10 million a night. They will definitely not mind having some exchanges with them about "you know my depth, and I know your strengths and weaknesses".
And these second-generation people will definitely not refuse beautiful girls who come to their doorstep.
Both sides got what they needed and it was very enjoyable.
The group walked out of the nightclub chatting and laughing.
Feng Guang stood on the street and called for a driver.
"Ah Guang, you are so generous tonight, I, Zhou Shaokun, recognize you as my brother! From now on, in this three-acre area of the imperial capital, if you have anything to say, my brother will protect you." Zhou Shaokun said boldly.
"Aguang, we recognize you too!"
"That's right, you will be part of our circle from now on. We are all good brothers and be loyal."
Others also spoke one after another.
Although it was just some scene talk, it at least showed that Feng Guang's efforts tonight were somewhat rewarded.
Once you have made a good start, it will be much easier to contact you again in the future.
Feng Guang responded with a smile, very humble, calling "brother" one after another.
Changing the names actually brought us closer together.
At this time, another group of people came out of the nightclub.
It's Mr. Yuan's group.
The two parties are in their own circle, and the relationship between them is not harmonious. Although they are not going to fight each other when they meet, they at least dislike each other.
In addition, everyone drank alcohol tonight and some "competitions" occurred, which made the situation even more intense.
Yuan Shao led his men to stop Feng Guang and others.
Mr. Zhou frowned and said: "Yuan Datou, what's the matter? I can't fight inside. Do you want to have another round of real PK?"
Before Mr. Yuan could speak, a young man wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap beside him said coldly: "Zhou Shaokun, you have such a strong tone. I spent more than 10 million in one night. I am really not afraid of getting you into trouble!"
Mr. Zhou's face darkened, he stared at the other person and said, "Who are you riding on?"
"Who am I? Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"
As he spoke, the other party took off his sunglasses, revealing his true appearance.
In an instant, Mr. Zhou and the others were stunned.
"Wang...Young Master Wang!?"
Young Master Zhou exclaimed.
Wang Shao's face was cold and he said: "Zhou Shaokun, you guys are really capable, you actually hold a cup in front of me. What, is it that the imperial capital can't hold you?"
"No, this, this is a misunderstanding." Mr. Zhou was sweating profusely, sobering up from the wine in an instant, and quickly explained: "I really didn't know it was you, otherwise I wouldn't dare to challenge you."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Wang, this is really a misunderstanding."
Others also hurriedly explained together.
Feng Guang's mind was spinning rapidly, and he soon thought of this person's identity.
After all, he has done his homework and has a good understanding of some of the second-generation people in the imperial capital.
There are several second-generation people named Wang, but there is only one person who can make Mr. Zhou and others so nervous.
Wang Xiaole!
The Wang family is not among the four major families, but Wang Xiaole's status among the second generation is no lower than Qin Rulong's.
Because his grandfather once stood on the highest peak. From that position, even Qin Zhonghai, Yang Lian and others could only look up.
Although Mr. Wang retired a year ago, his energy and connections can still be described as "terrifying", and no one dares to provoke them.
Wang Xiaole is definitely considered the top second generation in God’s City.
No wonder Mr. Zhou and the others were as scared as a mouse seeing a cat.
The two sides are not at the same level at all.
"What a misunderstanding, Zhou Shaokun, you are so arrogant. If this matter comes to light, I'm afraid you will have to be investigated by the superiors tomorrow." Wang Xiaole said with a sneer.
Young Master Zhou was suddenly frightened and broke into a cold sweat. He quickly pointed at Feng Guang and said, "It's him. He spent the money. How can I have so much money!"
"oh?"
Wang Xiaole looked at Feng Guang and asked, "It's very unfamiliar. Who are you?"
Feng Guang said: "My name is Feng Guang, I'm just an insignificant person."
"A little person? Haha, even if you spend ten million dollars without blinking, if you are still a little person, then there will probably be few big people in this huge imperial capital." Wang Xiaole said with a sneer.
Feng Guang's posture was very low: "I'm sorry, I offended Young Master Wang just now. I am also blind and blind, so I apologize to Young Master Wang."
Originally, Wang Xiaole was also on Feng Guang's befriending list, but he was too tall and Feng Guang couldn't reach him at all.
According to Feng Guang's pace, it would probably take more than half a year before he could barely encounter Wang Xiaole's shadow.
He didn't expect that the two sides would actually meet in this way.
"If an apology is useful, why should the police do it?" Wang Xiaole shook his head and said in a cold tone, "To be honest, you made me very unhappy and unhappy. What should I do?"
Feng Guang said: "I really didn't know it was you, Mr. Wang, I..."
"I said, apologizing is useless."
Wang Xiaole directly interrupted Feng Guang's words, pointed at him and said: "This guy made me unhappy today. If he can't get out of his mouth, I won't be able to sleep even when I go back. Xiao Yuan, break his hands and feet so that I can vent my anger."
"Okay! Young Master Wang!"
Young Master Yuan and others nodded and eagerly moved towards Feng Guang.
But Zhou Shao and others, who had just called Feng Guang brothers, were hiding away as if they were avoiding the plague, and did not dare to stop them at all.
…
In the darkness, a black shadow witnessed all this, then turned and left.