Just as Liu Cui was brewing her emotions, preparing for a comeback, Yang Hao’s phone suddenly rang. It was Miss Color, Huang Qing calling.
Seeing the caller’s name, Yang Hao subconsciously frowned. If it weren’t for an emergency, she wouldn’t be calling him.
Yang Hao immediately waved to Liu Cui, signaling she could leave, and then walked to the window to answer the call.
“Hao, there’s some trouble at the club.”
“Someone is pestering Jiujiu, insisting that she accompany them!”
On the phone, Huang Qing’s voice was quite hurried.
“What’s their background?”
Yang Hao thought it must be an emergency, but didn’t expect it was related to Yu Jiujiu.
“Seems to be some celebrity, supposedly even the nephew of that big director Zhang Kaigang, but we don’t know for sure. It’s something the girls heard…”
Huang Qing recounted what she knew of the situation and the events that had transpired.
About an hour ago, a big group came to the club to have fun, and Yu Jiujiu was currently assigned to the Haojue Club by Huang Qing, serving as her assistant.
In reality, Huang Qing just arranged a nominal position for Yu Jiujiu to draw a salary; as for the assistant, there wasn’t much to do.
But Yu Jiujiu was quite strong-willed and actively asked Huang Qing to assign her work, so Huang Qing let her be involved in the club’s daily management, learning by her side.
Just now, Yu Jiujiu went to help delivery items to a private room but ended up being targeted by “Mr. Zhang”, who was leading the group. At first, he asked Yu Jiujiu to have a drink with him, then demanded that she offer more…
“Wait for me!”
“I’ll be right there.”
Yang Hao didn’t say much else, understanding the situation and immediately hung up the phone.
If the person’s identity was indeed as Huang Qing said, being the nephew of Zhang Kaigang, then the matter would be easier to handle, and not just for today.
Yang Hao could use this opportunity to have a chat with the illustrious director about Xiao Yinqiu.
“Boss, should we leave?”
As Yang Hao stepped out of the office, Xu Yali immediately came up to meet him.
“Yes.”
Yang Hao nodded his head, then instructed, “Go to the artist department now, find Director Feng Chong, and then head to the Haojue Club with him.”
“Uh, okay!”
Although Xu Yali was puzzled, she still followed her boss’s orders and went to the artist department.
Yang Hao, on the other hand, took the elevator straight down to the underground parking garage and headed to the Haojue Club.
The Tianmei Building was quite close to Haojue Club, just a ten-minute drive away.
“Mr. Yang, Qing and the others are on the fifth floor!”
Huang Qing had instructed Ye Wei to wait for Yang Hao in the lobby on the first floor. The synthetically pretty woman updated Yang Hao about the situation upstairs, mentioning Huang Qing was currently having drinks with Mr. Zhang.
Now Mr. Zhang had put forward a new condition, wanting not just Yu Jiujiu to join him but also demanding Huang Qing…
Soon they arrived on the fifth floor, where a lot of security personnel were already standing by in the corridor. Coming to blows was the last resort, but since Yu Jiujiu was the target of Mr. Zhang’s interest, if he refused to back down, Huang Qing would have no other option. After all, she couldn’t let her boss’s woman be taken out.
“Mr. Yang, it’s this private room here.”
Ye Wei stopped at the door of the “555” private room.
Yang Hao nodded slightly, then pushed the door open and entered.
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This private room was the “Emperor’s Booth,” capable of accommodating dozens of people.
Currently, there were over thirty men and women in the room, but more than half were the club’s hostesses.
At the moment, Huang Qing was competing in a drinking match with a man with slicked-back hair, but it was uneven – she drank three glasses to his one.
The music in the private room was loud. After entering, Yang Hao immediately turned off the music and ordered Ye Wei to turn the room’s lighting up to its brightest.
As blinding lights came on, the noisy private room suddenly fell silent.
All eyes turned to Yang Hao.
The slick-haired man looked displeased as he confronted Yang Hao, cursing, “Who the hell are you?”
“Mr. Zhang, this man is our club’s boss, Mr. Yang,” Huang Qing interjected, setting down her glass to introduce him.
Simultaneously, she breathed a sigh of relief. If Yang Hao had been any later, she would have had to call security and expose the confrontation.
The club was justified today, so even if a dispute occurred, Huang Qing wasn’t afraid.
But business isn’t run that way, especially in a club. If force was used every time, who would come to play here in the future?
Moreover, those who could afford to patronize the Haojue Club were all significant figures, so resolving issues peacefully and satisfying customers was the optimal solution.
“So, you are the boss!”
Zhang Tianzu was quite drunk by now, his face flushed with alcohol.
He sized up Yang Hao, somewhat certain that he had never seen him in Jiangcheng’s upper circles; his confidence grew a notch.
This Mr. Zhang pointed to Yu Jiujiu, who was shielded by Huang Qing, and then at Huang Qing herself, “These two, I want to take them out for some fun.”
“Name your price.”
“How may I address you, sir?” Yang Hao asked nonchalantly, having crossed to Zhang Tianzu’s opposite side, now that Yu Jiujiu and Huang Qing seemed unharmed and he was in no hurry anymore.
“My surname is Zhang.”
“Zhang, as in overbearing!”
Zhang Tianzu twisted his mouth into a smirk, appearing to think his self-introduction was quite impressive; he even shared a smug look with his buddies.
His cronies also cooperatively started to laugh, and one skinny guy added, with an obsequiously flattering tone, “Jiangcheng’s Zhang Family, surely Mr. Yang can’t be unaware?”
“Sorry, I really have no idea,” Yang Hao answered, shaking his head in feigned regret. He wasn’t pretending; he truly had never heard of any notable Zhang Family in Jiangcheng.
At this, Zhang Tianzu’s mouth twitched violently.