The War Song Club is not well-known in Huating, far less well-known than the Bankers' Club, but a club covering an area of nearly 300 acres is established in Huating, where every inch of land is valuable, and everyone knows what this means.

The requirements for recruiting members are also extremely harsh, not oriented to identity, only focusing on the social status and connections of members, billionaires worth more than 10 billion, elites in politics at least above the department level and at least have the potential to climb to the department level in the next few years, underworld bosses, heirs to large groups, all kinds of things, a lot, but this war song club established in the eighties of the last century, after decades, there are only a few hundred members, one-third of them are from other provinces, so if you count it, There are dozens of local members in Huating, even if it is not an exaggeration to say that one person is selected among millions of people.

Center Road. Seventeenth.

A black Mercedes-Benz S600 and a white A7 stopped at the gate of a renovated antique door with two stone lions, the A7 door opened, and Wang Fuxing, who was wearing a pure white Armani suit showing a slender figure, stepped out of the car, looked at the antique gate in front of him, and looked calm.

There is a saying among the people: if you want to be pretty, you must be filial.

Wang Fuxing, who is dressed in a white slim suit, is indeed much more aggressive and frivolous than usual, his face is placed in the hearts of aesthetically picky women, and it really can't match the handsome and handsome, but the victory is that the temperament is very clean and pure, and walking down in this outfit is still very eye-catching.

Chu Qianyuan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was also wearing a white princess dress, playful and lively, but she was not naïve at all when she wore it, but there was an indescribable agility, she came to Wang Fuxing's side, held his arm with self-recognition, and quipped: "There are all big people here, are you nervous?" ”

"For me, the one standing next to me is the biggest person, what am I nervous about."

Wang Fuxing said easily, hugged the small waist of Chu Qianyuan, and walked towards the Mercedes-Benz S600 in front.

"Let's go in, and pay attention to what you say and do."

Chu Chengwu didn't tell too much, and after seeing the two of them coming, he said a simple word, and then walked into the door.

Walk through a promenade and a small garden into a small and luxurious building. The small building is mainly decorated in the style of the court of the Celestial Empire, occasionally embellished with some wall lamps and bronze ornaments that can be icing on the cake and snow-white palace pillars, there is a kind of artistic conception in the ancient palace, the most eye-catching is a long crystal table in the middle of the hall, which is full of all kinds of fine wines, overlapping layer by layer, under the flickering lights, each glass of wine is flashing with a very dazzling luster.

Beautiful.

Wang Fuxing can only be evaluated in this way.

Walking into the small building, Wang Fuxing finally noticed a plaque hanging directly above the door, with two big words written in cursive, not heavy, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, sharp and arrogant, revealing an undisguised attack and aggression between the lines: Jianghu.

Wang Fuxing squinted his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth rose, and he remembered the situation of the War Song Club that Chu Qianyuan introduced to him on the way, and his eyes flashed with brilliance, the military and political elites, underworld bosses, business predators, wealthy sons, famous daughters, tsk, although there are few people, but this is not the rivers and lakes of Huating? It's apt to name it in two words.

He tightened the edge of Chu Qianyuan, who had stopped with him in his arms, smiled lightly, followed Chu Chengwu, and stepped into the rivers and lakes.

The hall was bustling, with ladies in well-fitting evening dresses like bright and delicate flowers, and men gathered around them, talking comfortably, clinking glasses gently, and there was a burst of laughter.

When Chu Chengwu and Sun Xiang walked in front and showed up with Wang Fuxing and Chu Qianyuan, they immediately attracted the attention of many people, this ordinary but extraordinary late July and early August, the biggest thing in Huating is probably the game between Chu Erye and Yan Guotao.

Yan Guotao and Chu Chengwu have entered the strangulation stage around a game of chess in Qingpu District, the first round is obviously Chu Chengwu won, the conflict is gradually escalating, sooner or later one party will withdraw from this stage, Yan Guotao is strong, Chu Chengwu is also not weak, and it is still a mystery who will die in the end.

"Brother Chu, you're here early today, let's get close to each other in a while."

A middle-aged man walked over quickly, stretched out his hand from afar, and as soon as he moved, the people around him also reacted quickly, and at the same time came over to say hello, extremely enthusiastic.

"Brother Zhao is polite." Chu Chengwu said indifferently, stretched out his hand and shook him, turned around and pointed at Wang Fuxing, and said seemingly unintentionally: "I am a junior, and I brought it over tonight to see the world." ”

The man surnamed Zhao was stunned for a moment, not only him, but also a group of people who had come over to greet politely, and their eyes were all on Wang Fuxing, for this young man who played an important role as a chess piece in the first round of the game between Chu Yan and Yan, the Huating high society had long heard of it, and it seemed that he was the son-in-law of the Chu family, and it seemed that he was also close to another eldest lady in the capital, and in just over a month, he entered Qingpu District, and then acted as an important chess piece, allowing the Chu family to win a game.

"The afterlife is terrifying."

The man surnamed Zhao sighed with a smile, stretched out his hand and shook Wang Fuxing, and said with a smile: "There are a lot of young and handsome people here tonight, you young people should move around more and build a good relationship, it will be helpful for you in the future, multiple friends and multiple roads, do you say this reason?" ”

A serious posture of an elder who can no longer be serious.

Wang Fuxing's face was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and he said lightly: "What Uncle Zhao said is true." ”

The man surnamed Zhao snorted, faced Chu Chengwu again, and said with an excellent speaking posture: "Brother, let's go over and talk?" Today, a few old friends are here, everyone is reminiscing together, young people, let them play by themselves, we are here, they can't let go. ”

Chu Chengwu nodded slightly, and when he left, he took a deep look at Wang Fuxing and walked in another direction.

"What a coincidence, you're here too."

A pleasant voice sounded, with a bit of surprise.

Wang Fuxing turned his head and saw a woman with an unremarkable face but an unusually warm temperament standing behind them, wearing a white evening dress and holding a wine glass, with an elegant and natural posture.

A woman with a temperament of 80 points is indeed more comfortable to look at than a vase with a score of 90 points.

It's familiar, but a certain comrade can't remember who it is.

Wang Fuxing raised his eyebrows slightly, gently shook Chu Qianyuan's waist, and did not speak.

Chu Qianyuan immediately understood, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Sister Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The woman, whose temperament was as soft as a pot of warm wine, pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "Sister Xiao Chu is getting more and more beautiful, and our godbrother is also more manly." ”

Chu Qianyuan grinned.

Godbrother.

Wang Fuxing finally remembered who this woman was, it seemed that the two had indeed met a month ago, in the villa area on the bank of the Huangpu River, Xia Qinwei was still there at that time, and said that he was her godbrother, and the woman in front of him who seemed to be Liu Menghan should be Miss Xia's relationship in Huating, the daughter of a business predator with assets of more than 100 billion.

It's no surprise that she's a member here.

Wang Fuxing smiled and said plainly: "What a coincidence." Sister Liu, let's have a drink together? ”

"I still have something to do, I'll come over to drink with you later, just to see you and say hello. Let's play first. ”

Liu Menghan chuckled, pinched the small hand on the edge of Chu's front, passed by Wang Fuxing, and said meaningfully: "Many people here want to meet you today, and not everyone has good intentions towards you. Be cautious and don't forget what this place is. ”

Wang Fuxing frowned, stared at Liu Menghan's back, and after a long time, he turned around and looked at Chu Qianyuan, and chuckled: "Isn't this the Battle Song Club?" Or is this a place for rivers and lakes? ”

Chu Qianyuan frowned slightly, reached out to hold Wang Fuxing's arm again, and whispered, "The War Song Club also has a name, called Sin City. ”

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