NOVPUBSeeing Song Bing actually interested in those garish women standing at the hotel entrance, Jin Zhiya immediately felt displeased.
She looked up at Wu Bin with a sincere face.
"That bar is no good, it’s clearly a rip-off; don’t go there."
Wu Bin: ...
Is it the bar you think is no good?
You clearly think it’s those women standing at the entrance who are no good!
Before Wu Bin could say anything, Song Bing spoke up first.
"That’s right, Wu, you’re different from us; you have two beautiful women accompanying you. Those lower-class bars really aren’t suitable for you."
"How about this, since there is still some time before the concert begins, why don’t we split up and do our own thing?"
A group of hot-blooded young men from the Agricultural University raised their hands in support, one after another.
Wu Bin glared at Song Bing.
[Fine, fine, fine, you’re selling me out, aren’t you?]
Song Bing hurriedly responded with his eyes.
[Brother Wu, bear with it a little. We can’t let the brothers suffer, can we?]
After a brief exchange of glances, Song Bing ultimately decided to sell out Wu Bin.
After all, Wu Bin was with the live streaming camera crew.
If they lugged the camera into the bar with them, God knows what hidden programs they might miss out on.
After saying goodbye to Wu Bin and He Bingbing, Song Bing led Xiao Hu and a group of sports students straight toward that bar.
As soon as they got to the entrance of the bar, the dancing women swarmed around them, getting handsy right away.
Song Bing and his group burst into grins, bright as chrysanthemums.
Song Bing even made a grand gesture, pulling out a stack of Korean won from his wallet.
"Good! Tip, a generous tip!"
With that kind of attitude, anyone who didn’t know better might think he was an emperor back in his own harem.
"Uncle, stop looking; I’ll take you to another bar, which is more refined. The environment is much better than these other bars."
Since Jin Zhiya insisted, Wu Bin, having no choice, could only follow her forward.
They walked less than fifty meters when the bar Jin Zhiya mentioned came into view.
There were no ladies drumming up business at the entrance, no display windows showcasing various foreign liquors, and even the bar’s sign had only one simple word—"Tiger!"
The decor and atmosphere of this bar stood in stark contrast to the other bars.
There were two burly, muscular men standing at the entrance of the bar.
Seeing Jin Zhiya approaching, they crossed their arms in front of them, bowed their heads to show respect, and didn’t question or inquire about the identities of Wu Bin and He Bingbing.
They passed through the gate and entered the hall.
Only then did Wu Bin get a clear look at the interior layout of the bar.
There was no noisy music, not even blindingly bright lights.
The whole bar hall had a huge semicircular stage, with women performing on it in traditional South Korean costumes, presumably doing traditional South Korean dance.
Under the stage, there were a dozen or so high-end sofas, which should be the VIP seats of the bar.
What was most eye-catching was that the men and women sitting on these sofas were clearly elites of high society.
Although they were not all wearing suit and tie or formal dresses, their clothes were luxurious and neat, obviously not cheap.
"How about it, uncle, isn’t the bar’s environment nice? Isn’t it more refined than the one your friend went to?"
The netizens in the live broadcast room couldn’t hold it in any longer.
They started to tease.
"Refined, indeed so very refined!"
"Song and the others are probably already sprawled across those ladies’ laps by now, yet my brother Wu is still here enjoying traditional South Korean dance. I must say, Brother Wu truly is a man of culture."
"This is the first time I’ve seen a bar stage presenting this kind of performance, it’s nuts. How is this different from running to an internet cafe to watch the evening news? "
"A bunch of ignoramuses, you don’t think people actually come to this kind of bar just to drink, do you? This is actually a private club, just a little lower in class, a playground for the big shots’ kids."
Finally, there was a knowledgeable viewer in the live streaming room.
Just like most ordinary people, wealthy individuals also go shopping.
However, due to their sensitive identities, most wealthy people can’t go shopping as ordinary people do, simply putting on a pair of sunglasses and entering a mall.
Thus, when most wealthy people go shopping, they actually visit private clubs.
These private clubs operate on a membership basis and are not open to the public.
There are many amenities in the club, and they sell all kinds of things.
It can only be said that the joys of the rich are unimaginable to the poor.
As soon as Jin Zhiya walked in, the men and women in the hall were taken aback, then all stood up to greet her.
Tang Yizhen, the manager of the bar, immediately came forward to welcome her.
"Miss Jin, what brings you here today, weren’t you off on a school excursion?"
Jin Zhiya gave her a glance.
"The trip had an accident, didn’t you know?"
Tang Yizhen paused, then shook her head.
"I’ve been busy with bar matters these past two days and haven’t had time to watch the news."
"What kind of accident, was it serious?"
Jin Zhiya shook her head, indicating she didn’t want to talk about it anymore.
Just then, Tang Yizhen noticed the photographer behind Wu Bin.
Without attracting attention, Tang Yizhen stepped aside to block the camera, preventing the photographer from capturing the men and women behind her.
Then Tang Yizhen spoke again, "Miss Jin, we do not allow filming or live streaming here, please understand."
Jin Zhiya bluntly said, "I know, afraid of capturing other people, right?"
"Get me a private room, there shouldn’t be any problem filming in there."
Tang Yizhen was still hesitating.
Jin Zhiya’s expression grew cold.
"What, didn’t you hear what I said?"
Seeing Jin Zhiya showing signs of anger, Tang Yizhen gestured with a wave of her hand, making an inviting gesture.
"Please, Miss Jin, this way."
Under the guidance of Tang Yizhen, they arrived at a luxurious private room.
Just as Wu Bin was about to follow inside, a female waitress caught his attention.
"Bingbing, I’m going to use the restroom; you all go ahead and have fun."
After greeting Jin Zhiya and He Bingbing, Wu Bin walked toward the waitress who was hiding in the shadows.
Wu Bin approached the corner and finally saw the waitress’s appearance clearly in the dim light.
Wu Bin’s eyes widened in surprise.
"Nightingale? How come you are here!"
Nightingale spoke indifferently, "Of course, it’s to assign a task to you, rookie."
Wu Bin couldn’t help but smile wryly.
"Wouldn’t a phone call suffice?"
Nightingale shook her head. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
"Important matters can only be discussed face-to-face."
Wu Bin sighed.
The inevitable had finally come.
He knew that the incident he encountered on the cruise ship couldn’t possibly just end so easily.
After all, the whole event was too eerie.
So much so that even now, Wu Bin felt that many aspects of it were still illogical.
