Jin Zhiya was by no means a pushover.
Seeing Wu Bin was not easy to deal with, she quickly shifted her target and struck first with Song Bing and the others.
At that moment, seeing Song Bing and his companions interested in the opera garden, Jin Zhiya smiled and said, "Of course, as long as you’re willing to go, I have enough tickets to cover everyone."
When Jin Zhiya said this, she deliberately glanced at Wu Bin.
Song Bing, fully understanding Wu Bin’s intentions, hurried over to persuade him, "Old Wu, Brother Wu, I know you’re not interested in women, but we are!"
"Just think of it as seeking benefits for the brothers, just put up with it and go with us."
Wu Bin was just about to refuse when Song Bing suddenly said with a stern face, "As long as you agree to go with us, I’ll wash your clothes for a month, how about that?"
Wu Bin put forward his own additional conditions.
"Wash my socks too."
Song Bing gritted his teeth.
"Alright, deal!"
Seeing Song Bing so determined, Wu Bin didn’t say much and merely indicated to Jin Zhiya that he would go along with them.
"Fantastic, Uncle, I knew you would agree!"
Jin Zhiya was as happy as a child.
She excitedly said, "Uncle, let’s head off now then, my car is parked outside, we can get a good spot if we leave early."
Song Bing and the others finished their meal at lightning speed and then followed Jin Zhiya out of the canteen.
On the street outside the canteen, ten black Mercedes-Benz cars were parked in a neat row.
Next to each Mercedes-Benz stood two bodyguards in sunglasses and suits, creating an overwhelmingly oppressive atmosphere!
The netizens in the live streaming room were shocked when they saw this scene.
"Now we can be sure, this Jin Zhiya is definitely the Jin Family’s little princess."
"It’s just a party she’s attending, isn’t this show of force a bit too much?"
"The three-year period has ended, welcome back, Dragon King!"
"The guy above, you’ve watched too many Dragon King novels, get out of here!"
Such a scene was not unusual in TV dramas, but experiencing it in real life was still incredibly stunning.
As soon as Jin Zhiya stepped out, the twenty bodyguards bowed neatly and greeted her.
"Good afternoon, Third Miss!"
Jin Zhiya nodded and began introducing them to Wu Bin.
"This is Wu Bin, my life-saving benefactor."
The twenty bodyguards again bowed neatly to Wu Bin.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Wu!"
Being bowed to with such respect by so many people, you have to admit, it feels pretty good.
No wonder men in South Korean movies like to gather followers; this feeling of being respected is indeed nice.
"Uncle, you ride in a separate car with me,"
Jin Zhiya looked at him with expectation.
Wu Bin shook his head.
"I’ll ride with Bingbing, I’ve got live streaming to do, and I’m under contract."
Jin Zhiya glanced at He Bingbing and immediately felt a sense of crisis.
Before coming over, Jin Zhiya had already investigated Wu Bin and the people around him.
Jin Zhiya knew that He Bingbing was just a minor TV host, definitely not as well-connected as herself.
But He Bingbing was attractive and in no way inferior to her.
And since Wu Bin spent all this time with He Bingbing, it was inevitable that affection could develop.
Thinking this, Jin Zhiya said somewhat unhappily, "Uncle, are you in need of money?"
"I can give you money. You don’t have to do this live streaming at all."
Upon hearing Jin Zhiya say this, the netizens in the live streaming room wouldn’t stand for it.
"This lady’s showing her true colors, huh? She’s thinking of keeping our Brother Wu for herself?"
"She’s just jealous because Bingbing looks so beautiful."
"Bro Wu, you mustn’t agree! I’ve been following you for a long time, and I love watching your live streams!"
"The one upstairs, you really have little faith in my Bro Wu. Ever heard of a Sigma male?"
Netizens believed they understood Wu Bin very well.
They thought Wu Bin was a man of integrity, not swayed by wealth or feminine allure.
But Wu Bin had another idea in his mind.
While he indeed liked money, surviving was more important!
Live streaming was his primary source of reputation points; if that were shut down, his meager reputation points wouldn’t be enough.
One of life’s greatest tragedies is to die with money left unspent.
Realizing this, Wu Bin didn’t hesitate to refuse, "I’m sorry, Miss Jin, but I’m not interested in money."
"I am someone who loves live streaming to record the good life."
Once Wu Bin said this, Song Bing, standing by, couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
If anyone’s a master at posturing, it has to be you!
At such a young age, you’re already disinterested in money and women, huh?
Are you aiming for immortality?
Such purity and lack of desire!
Jin Zhiya didn’t think Wu Bin was posturing; instead, she looked at him with adoration, her heart rippling.
Worthy of being the uncle I admire, to regard money as mere dung!
Bingbing’s cheeks flushed prettily as her fondness for Wu Bin rose further.
Not every man can maintain true to his heart; she really hadn’t misjudged him.
"Alright then, Uncle, I’ll see you in a bit."
Seeing that Wu Bin insisted on riding in the same car with He Bingbing, Jin Zhiya was unhappy inside, but she could only respect Wu Bin’s wishes.
After everyone got into their cars, the Mercedes convoy majestically set off towards Liyuan.
Fifteen minutes later, the convoy arrived at Liyuan.
The so-called Liyuan was actually an internet celebrity hotspot that had suddenly become popular in recent years, divided into a front and back area.
The front area housed the entrance and parking, where tourists alighted and entered a walking area, passing through a relatively narrow corridor on foot to reach the back area.
The back area was where a bunch of internet celebrities and top singers performed.
That entire section was filled with bars and various grilled meat restaurants, each teeming with handsome men and beautiful women, a place for young people to release their hormones late at night.
"Miss, should we take the VIP passage instead?"
Butler Jin Xu, noting that there seemed to be more people in Liyuan than usual tonight, couldn’t help but worry about Jin Zhiya’s safety.
Jin Zhiya promptly refused.
"No need, I’m very safe with uncle to protect me."
Jin Xu glanced at Wu Bin, obviously not very trusting of him.
But Jin Zhiya had made her decision, and as a servant, he had no authority to intervene and could only comply.
He instructed the bodyguards to stay in the cars, and then Jin Zhiya led Wu Bin and the others towards the back area.
"Uncle, have you never tried our South Korean bars?"
"I know a pretty good one, let me take you there."
Just as Jin Zhiya finished speaking, Song Bing suddenly became very excited, saying:
"Bro Wu, look over there!"
Following the direction of Song Bing’s pointed finger, Wu Bin saw several women in extravagant feathered outfits, standing provocatively at the entrance of a bar.
These women were like Hollywood starlets from a movie.
Golden corseted miniskirts, golden high heels, and large, exaggerated feathers on their heads and backs.
They looked like golden hens transformed into humans, wildly sexy and seductive!
Excitedly, Song Bing asked, "What kind of special service is this, and does it cost anything?"