Chapter 297: Bumping into the muzzle of a gun yourself!

Master Hong Wu was at Tianxiang Mansion at this time.

Tonight, Wu Donghai, the number one family in Jiangnan, booked a diamond private room at Tianxiang Mansion, preparing to entertain the heads of some families in Jin Ling for dinner.

Master Hong Wu knew that the Wu family was a bigger family than the Song family, so he didn't dare to neglect and supervised the chefs to prepare dishes at Tianxiang Mansion himself.

While arranging the preparation of dishes, he received a call from Zhang Jian, so he asked impatiently: "What's the matter, say it quickly, I'm busy here."

In the eyes of Master Hong Wu, Zhang Jian was just a dog. He had many such dogs, so he didn't look down on Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian also knew that he couldn't climb high to Master Hong Wu, so he said very humbly: "Master Wu, I am currently at the Glorious Clubhouse, and I have something I want to ask you for a favor."

Master Hong Wu asked: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Jian hurriedly said: "I am here with my father-in-law to play, but the private room on the seventh floor is full. My membership card is a high-level membership card you helped me handle, and I can't go to higher floors. So I want to ask you to help me book a private room on the eighth floor. After all, you are a VIP member here, much more noble than me!"

Master Hong Wu said indifferently: "Another day, I have something to do at the restaurant today, I can't get away."

Zhang Jian begged hurriedly: "Master Wu, your Tianxiang Mansion is not far from the Glorious Clubhouse. It is estimated that it will take five minutes to drive. Can you work hard to come over? My father-in-law and his twenty-plus classmates are all waiting here..."

As he spoke, Zhang Jian begged bitterly again: "Master Wu, please lower your dignity and come over once, otherwise I really can't get off the stage today..."

Master Hong Wu didn't really want to help Zhang Jian book a private room, but thinking that Zhang Jian was a tool for laundering gambling funds for himself, sometimes he had to send some warmth to make him grateful and moved.

Plus, Tianxiang Mansion was indeed not far from the Glorious Clubhouse, and it would take more than ten minutes to come over, so he agreed: "Okay, then I'll come over."

Zhang Jian was suddenly excited and blurted out: "Then thank you very much, Master Wu! I'll wait for you in the lobby on the first floor!"

Afterwards, he hung up the phone and said arrogantly to the waiter: "Did you hear that? Master Hong Wu will come over to help me open a private room soon! You better be careful!"

The waiter was a bit nervous, but still said neither humble nor arrogant: "Sir, I'm sorry, we are all doing things according to the rules of the clubhouse. Even if you invite our Miss Song over, I have a clear conscience."

Zhang Jian's expression was very ugly, and he blurted out: "You are amazing, are you using Miss Song to suppress me?"

The waiter said: "I don't dare, I'm just stating the facts to you."

"Humph!" Zhang Jian looked at her with disgust, then turned around and said to his father-in-law Pan Yuanming and others: "Uncles, let's wait a moment. I invited Master Hong Wu, who is famous in our Jin Ling, to come over and help us open a private room on the eighth floor! The eighth floor is more luxurious than the seventh floor!"

Everyone praised him.

Many old men gave Zhang Jian a thumbs up, and their hearts were already looking forward to the eighth floor of the Glorious Clubhouse!

Ye Chen found it funny.

This Zhang Jian is really not dying fast enough!

Calling Master Hong Wu over? Isn't this just bumping into the muzzle of a gun himself?

Originally, he wanted to let him be sad after extreme joy, let him show off at the Glorious Clubhouse first, and then throw him into the valley. Now it seems that this grandson has cut off his own opportunity to show off...

Zhang Jian didn't know that he had entered the countdown to his bad luck. Receiving so much flattery, he was extremely proud. He walked to Ye Chen and laughed arrogantly: "Ye Chen, you offended me just now, so this experience of going to the eighth floor of the Glorious Clubhouse has nothing to do with you. You and your father-in-law can leave now."

Xiao Changkun said with an ugly expression: "Hey, Zhang Jian, aren't you going too far? Do you think I came here to sponge off you? I came here for a reunion with old classmates!"

Zhang Jian curled his lips and said: "Gathering? The gathering at school is already over, right? Now it's the second round I arranged, do you still want to shamelessly follow?"

"Exactly!" Pan Yuanming snorted coldly and said: "Xiao Changkun, weren't you very arrogant before? You were a famous rich second generation at school. Since you are so capable, why don't you get a private room at the Brilliant Club yourself? What's the meaning of sponging off my son-in-law?"

Other classmates didn't expect Pan Yuanming and his son-in-law to suddenly attack Xiao Changkun and Ye Chen, saying such direct words in front of so many classmates. Everyone felt it was a bit inappropriate.

However, no one came out to speak for Xiao Changkun from beginning to end. After all, this was indeed a place arranged by Pan Yuanming's son-in-law. Everyone was able to come in because of him, so who dared to speak for Xiao Changkun at this time?

Xiao Changkun's expression was ugly, and he blurted out: "Pan Yuanming, you are bullying people too much!"

"Am I bullying you?" Pan Yuanming said with disdain: "I just don't want to treat you to eat, drink, and play. How is that bullying you?"

Xiao Changkun said with a black face: "Good, good, good! Since that's the case, then I'll pay for it myself! How much money is spent today, calculate an average, and I'll pay for the two shares of my son-in-law and me!"

Pan Yuanming said with disdain: "Do you think it's enough to just pay? This membership qualification also has a threshold! If it weren't for my son-in-law's light, how could a loser like you get in? You can't even get in, and no one will bird you even if you pay!"

Xiao Changkun gritted his teeth and said: "Pan Yuanming, you are too much!"

Pan Yuanming nodded and said arrogantly: "I am just too much, I did it on purpose, what can you do? Who told you to show off to me when you were in school? Who told you that you are not as good as me now?"

As he spoke, Pan Yuanming added: "Look at you, you are over fifty, and you are still such a loser, no job, no social security, you won't even get a pension in the future. I think in a few years, you will likely end up begging on the street, and then our classmates will have to crowd-fund to help you!"

Xiao Changkun was shaking with anger and said to Ye Chen: "Don't care about such a cheap person, let's go!"

Ye Chen smiled: "Dad, what's the hurry? The good show hasn't started yet, it's not too late to leave after watching!"

Pan Yuanming hummed: "You still want to watch a good show? Let me tell you, it's absolutely impossible for you two to go to the eighth floor with us today! If you are sensible, get out quickly, don't wait for the security guards to drive you away!"

Ye Chen smiled: "The good show I'm talking about is not the show on the eighth floor. The good show I'm talking about is a classic ethical drama of a son-in-law beating his father-in-law, which is expected to be staged in two or three minutes!"

Pan Yuanming was stunned, then pointed at Xiao Changkun and laughed: "Did you hear that, Xiao Changkun? Even your useless son-in-law looks down on you and wants to beat you! Haha, I don't know how many rounds of beating your old bones can withstand, hahahahaha!"

Xiao Changkun was also stunned, looking at Ye Chen and asking: "Ye Chen, what do you mean by this?"

Ye Chen smiled: "Dad, don't misunderstand, the ethical drama I'm talking about is Zhang Jian beating Pan Yuanming. I suggest you prepare your mobile phone, record the video and post it on the short video platform, it will definitely have a high click rate!" ===== CHAPTER 298 =====