Chapter 512: Meeting Prince Wang Again

When Changfu came, it was already 8:30 in the evening.

This was not the most lively time in the bar, and the most beautiful DJ had not yet come on stage.

However, many beautiful girls had come to the bar.

"Old Chen, you are really my blessing. If you hadn't called, Yang Qian would definitely not let me out."

Changfu has gained a lot of weight again, and he is almost 200 pounds.

"I just came here to have fun on a whim."

Yang Changwen, Hu Lin, brother-in-law Xiao Ping'an, Peng Yu, Yang Kang and others also came.

Each found a seat and sat down.

In the 1990s, the bar was actually a karaoke hall, also called a dance hall.

Now karaoke has been eliminated and replaced by a more lively bar.

Fan Xiuqi came again and asked if we should invite some girls?

What's the point of having a group of big men in a bar? The main thing is beautiful women.

This is really unnecessary, whether it is Changfu or the Internet celebrity agency of Yang Changwen and his sister-in-law.

There are a lot of Internet celebrities and beautiful women.

Of course you can't ask people from the company to come here. If you have the ability, go to the middle of the dance floor by yourself.

When the beautiful DJ came on stage, the atmosphere was so climax.

Even his cousin Peng Yu was excited when he saw it. He was not because of how beautiful Nai Li was, but because he thought she was suitable to be his spokesperson.

Just imagine, let a beautiful DJ endorse his sexy underwear.

Stewardess uniform, Black Cat Sheriff, Whip Lady, how would his sexy underwear sell.

Peng Yu spoke out his ideas loudly, and even Chang Fu praised him for his creativity.

Everyone comes here to see beautiful women, and you come here to shoot sexy underwear?

You deserve to make money!

"If you have an idea, just do it."

Chang Fu patted him on the shoulder and asked him to take the initiative to make an appointment with this DJ Nai Li.

This guy wants to find an Internet celebrity to shoot underwear, why not tell Lao Chen.

Lao Chen is the originator of Internet celebrities.

Who knows, Nai Li is under Tengyou Media.

Peng Yu was really brave enough to ask her out, but unfortunately Nai Li was so popular. With her pure and innocent image, she would dance for you on the DJ stage. How could anyone refuse?

Peng Yu could only squeeze behind the crowd. If he wanted to talk to Nai Li alone, he would have to spend a few bottles of Spade Ace.

At this moment, a few bright words appeared on the screen of the entire bar.

Wang Gongzi, who took the blame, opened twelve bottles of Spade Ace.

More than a dozen black silk ladies also raised their cards for him, and it seemed that all the consumption was paid by Zhao Gongzi.

"Lao Chen, you should have seen this Wang Gongzi, right?"

"Of course I have. He is also my classmate in the CEO class in Beijing. This guy is as showy as ever!"

"He is quite rich!"

"His father is Lao Wang. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. There are still 10 billion or 20 billion in his family."

"No wonder!"

It is difficult to comment on Chang Fu. Everyone knows that Lao Wang has been selling and selling for years to survive.

The old man is like this, but his only son is still so cool.

Fan Xiuqi wanted to go upstairs to watch the fun, Prince Wang, the most famous person in the nightclub.

No one else, every time he comes, he brings a few little internet celebrities.

Very beautiful, it can be said that wherever he goes, the business will be good.

The consumption is also very high.

Peng Yu came back with a disappointed look on his face. He didn't invite the beautiful DJ, and was called upstairs to drink with more than a dozen bottles of Spade A.

He has no money, so he can only sit down and watch people wearing miniskirts.

Yang Changwen laughed, "I say, cousin, why are you still depressed? People go upstairs, you can also go and call people to drink a few drinks."

"How can I have that spending power."

"You don't, Lao Chen does."

Yang Changwen took him to find Nai Li together. What kind of prince is Wang? At best, he is a rich second generation.

When his father came, he could sit at the same table with Lao Chen, but he himself was a little inferior.

How could Peng Yu listen to his nonsense? He would rather wait downstairs than go and offend others.

He was cautious and careful in his heart and didn't want to cause trouble.

When he couldn't hold it anymore and went to the bathroom, he hurried over and accidentally bumped into someone.

Peng Yu looked up and saw that it was the beautiful DJ.

"You are Naili. My name is Peng Yu and I want you to take some photos of my sexy lingerie."

"Are you sick?"

Naili couldn't pay attention to him. He sounded more like a pervert.

It seemed to be saying directly, you are beautiful, I will give you a chance, take off your clothes on your own initiative.

Peng Yu scratched his head. He was sincerely looking for someone to endorse him.

But he didn't think much about being rejected. When he finished using the bathroom and returned to his table.

Two bodyguards in black came and asked him to go upstairs expressionlessly, as if they were commanding him.

"Who are you?"

"You just bumped into someone, didn't you know? Our Young Master Wang wants you to go up."

"Young Master Wang?" Peng Yu knew who it was, and of course the others knew him too.

After all, they knew each other. Chen Pingsheng didn't want to make a fool of himself in a nightclub, so he just gave two instructions:

"Wang Yanfeng is still so arrogant. Go up and tell him that I, Chen Pingsheng, am here. See if he wants to come down for a drink."

"You..." A big man in black wanted to get angry, but another person stopped him.

It's true that they are bodyguards who practice martial arts, but their brains must also keep up.

Since they call him by his name, he must know their boss.

The correct thing to do at this time is to report and listen to the boss's own opinions.

The two bodyguards went up to the second floor. The reason why they asked Peng Yu to go up just now was because Nai Li vividly described the incident of being hit in the bathroom just now.

Although there are many perverts in the bar, it is the first time that he has asked her to go outside to take sexy lingerie photos so openly and righteously.

She didn't expect Wang Yanfeng to let his bodyguards directly call him to apologize.

The key is that he didn't come.

Looking at Wang Yanfeng's frown, he might have encountered something bad.

"Mr. Wang, what's the matter that makes you so embarrassed?"

Wang Yanfeng ignored the seductiveness of the little internet celebrity next to him. He just stared at the two bodyguards seriously and asked, "Are you sure he said his name is Chen Pingsheng?"

"Very sure, he also asked you if you want to go down for a drink."

"Let's go."

Wang Yanfeng stood up without saying anything. It is true that he is a top second-generation rich.

It is also true that making friends does not look at how much money the other person has, but he still respects Chen Pingsheng.

In the past, he could still show off in front of him.

He laughed at him for being uneducated and never having been abroad.

He was just a street vendor selling durian.

Now, he doesn't even have the qualifications to sit at the same table with others.

He was the person that his old man had to ask for cooperation. Even if he had the guts, he wouldn't dare to be disrespectful to Chen Pingsheng.

The others were dumbfounded.

They all followed behind to join in the fun, probably wanting to see who could make a figure like Prince Wang condescend to him.

Wang Yanfeng's arrogance depends on the person.

In Chen Pingsheng's eyes, he was just a second-generation playboy.

He had his own small business, but it was nothing special.

The Panda Live broadcast that he started in the CEO class was such a good project, and this guy easily got billions of financing.

It can be seen how smooth sailing Lao Wang's background made him in the capital market.

Unfortunately, in the end, he lost everything.

If Lao Wang hadn't cleaned up his ass, he wouldn't be able to go to any high-end places.

He will definitely be blacklisted and restricted from all high-end consumption.

"Brother Chen."

"You should call me Uncle Chen, your father and I are of the same generation."

"Uncle Chen."

Wang Yanfeng has no temper at all.

Time can witness everything. The mud legs that he looked down upon at the beginning have now reached the point where even his old Wang wants to cooperate.

And the big projects that he worked on in a hurry have all failed.

He used to laugh at people selling milk tea and coffee, and doing some low-end industries that are not up to standard.

Now he doesn't even have the qualifications to laugh.

Chen Pingsheng nodded: "Your father and I are friends after all. I didn't plan to meet you. Your people want to invite my cousin up for a drink, so I asked you to come down and chat. You don't have any objections, right?"

"How can it be, it's all a misunderstanding."

Wang Yanfeng sat obediently under him, drank three glasses in a row to apologize, and ordered 24 spade Aces as a token of apology.

Fan Xiuqi was dumbfounded.

What kind of person is this driver? He can make a person like Prince Wang run down to apologize respectfully.

The young lady in the past was honest with me.

Those who drive Mercedes-Benz G-Class are not necessarily rich, but those who drive Volkswagen Phaeton are 100% rich.

This is a real big brother.