The decoration of the clubhouse is very artistic, and a lot of wood is used in the flamboyant heavy metal style, which adds a kind of country bar style, which makes people feel the lively and flamboyant atmosphere when they have a sense of tranquility.

The furnishings here are roughly the same as those in other bars, except that there is an extra square in the innermost corner, a platform about a meter above the ground, on which there is a male singer singing a classic English old song "Casablanca".

As soon as Yan Murong and the two women came in, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Of course, the combination of handsome guys and beauties is always eye-catching - and besides, who is not a prominent person who can enter duckweed?

Then, an even more surprising scene appeared-Zheng Wuming actually appeared, and walked over to the three men and women who had just come in with a smile on his face.

"I thought Yan Shao was coming." Zheng Wuming looked at Yan Murong and said with a chuckle.

"You've been invited, if I don't come, won't it be too shameful to give you face?" Yan Murong said with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Zheng Wuming said unmindfully. "Since we're here, then our next show can begin."

After speaking, after Zheng Wuming's singer on stage finished singing a song, he walked up, grabbed the microphone and tried the tone twice, and only said when everyone quietly turned their eyes to him. "First of all, I would like to thank all of you for your continued support of Nameless."

As soon as the words fell, the audience erupted in warm applause.

Human nature is like this, when facing people with a higher status than yourself, you have to do your best to slap the other party's ass - Zheng Wuming is the person with the highest status, so those people in the audience should try their best to pat his ass, and when he speaks, he applauds himself - even if he farts on it, he has to slap it with all his might, and then tell him that this fart is very fragrant.

"Tonight, Nameless has specially prepared a good show for everyone." Zheng Wuming always maintained that faint smile on his face. "Our usual life is too dull, so Nameless specially invited a few martial arts masters at home and abroad to have a few competitions."

"Zheng Shao, since there is a boxing match, can we bet? It's so boring to look like that. As soon as Zheng Wuming's words fell, a young man couldn't wait to shout out, and many people responded.

"Hehe, since you want to play, then Nameless will sit in the village today." Zheng Wuming said. "Okay, although I boast of being eloquent, it's better to leave this presiding matter to someone else's professional."

As soon as the words fell, a woman wearing a purple cheongsam and looking extremely beautiful walked out of the backstage.

"She is Dong Qiuhua, the head of Yanjing TV's entertainment program, and it is said that she is Zheng Wuming's lover." Su Qingwu explained in a whisper in Yan Murong's ear.

"Got it." Yan Murong stared at Dong Qiuhua for a long time and said. "It seems that you are right, she is not a virgin."

"-" Su Qingwu really wanted to slap the idiot in front of him to death - just introduce you to interpersonal relationships, who told you to see if someone is a virgin.

Dong Qiuhua is worthy of being the host of an entertainment program, even if he relies on a man to take the position, he also has some ability, and after stirring up the atmosphere of the scene with a witty remark, he retreated, and on the stage, two men wearing practice clothes also appeared.

Through the introduction just now, Yan Murong also knew that these two people were masters of foreign boxing, but when they fought, Yan Murong shook his head again and again.

It's not a martial arts competition, it's just a performance - the fists of two people seem to be powerful, but they are soft, you touch me, I touch you, it doesn't look like a competition, but it seems to be ** - it's just that the combination of two men makes people feel a little weird.

The two of them played routines on stage, and after one set, the two walked down with their fists clasped and bowed under the applause of everyone.

"Martial arts is the quintessence of China." Dong Qiuhua walked up and said. "However, not only our country has the quintessence, but other countries also have the quintessence, and the next one will be the Thai boxing champion, Ba Song."

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly a person dressed as a waiter walked up, and after saying two words in Dong Qiuhua's ear, he walked down in Dong Qiuhua's slightly surprised eyes.

"Everyone." Dong Qiuhua adjusted his smile and said. "It was supposed to be American kickboxing champion Charles who was going to fight Ba Song, but tonight there was a special guest who was also said to be a master of martial arts."

"Yan Shao, I don't know if you can come to the stage to show you the quintessence of our Huaxia?" Dong Qiuhua looked at Yan Murong who was sitting on the side with Su Qingwu and Teng Xiangling and said.

Can't help but find fault so soon? Yan Murong thought with a wry smile.

It seems that Zheng Wuming can't wait to beat himself up - it's just that this excuse is too lame, what is it said that he is a martial arts master? He wasn't the one who beat him up.

Su Qingwu didn't think that Zheng Wuming would respond to Yan Murong's provocation so quickly, and just wanted to stand up and go to Zheng Wuming to say one, two, three, but was pulled down by Yan Murong.

"Sit down and watch." Yan Murong said lightly. "There are some things that you can't hide."

At this time, the Thai boxing champion was already standing on the stage, shirtless, wearing a pair of shorts on his lower body, his hands and feet were tied with bandages, and he was standing there looking at Yan Murong with a provocative face.

"Who is this Yan Shao?" A man in the audience looked at Zheng Wuming, who was sitting in the distance, and then looked at Yan Murong and asked the people around him in a low voice.

"I don't know." A man next to him said. "But the woman next to him is the chairman of Huayuan Group, Su Qingwu of the Su family."

"Oh? Then this is interesting, it seems that this kid seems to have offended Zheng Shao. ”

"It should be-I thought that the person Zheng Shao personally greeted would be so big, and the feelings were offended by Zheng Shao."

Not only these two people, but all the young ladies present had a strong interest in Yan Murong's identity, and they were all not benzene, thinking of Zheng Wuming coming out to greet him in person, they knew that this handsome and handsome man had offended Zheng Wuming.

There's a good show to watch now.

Seeing what Yan Murong and Su Qingwu were whispering about, Ba Song said a few words in Thai with an impatient face, and then looked at Yan Murong provocatively.

"Yan Shao, Mr. Ba Song asked you, do you dare not accept the challenge?" Dong Qiuhua picked up the microphone and translated.

Yan Murong shook his head and smiled, then stood up, looked at Dong Qiuhua, and said. "You tell him that if you want to fight, then you will fight."