"Brother Yang, don't call Wu Shao Wu Shao. That sounds like a lot of out-of-the-box information. I'm about the same age as you, so you can call me Brother Wu. Wu Qingshu said to Yang Luo.

"Okay, Brother Wu. Yang Luo nodded.

"Grandpa, I'm going out with Brother Yang. Wu Qingshu said to Wu Lao.

"Hmm! I don't want to get involved in the affairs of your young people. Wu Lao said.

Wu Qingshu took Yang Luo to the famous Growler nightclub in Binhai.

"Brother Wu, why did you bring me to a place like a nightclub. I don't like the deafening music and crazy people in it. "Yang Luo is a little resistant to the place of nightclubs.

Wu Qingshu couldn't help but laugh when he heard Yang Luo's words. Yang Luo really doesn't know how to do it! There is only deafening music and crazy customers in the nightclub? This is the idea of people who have never been to a nightclub.

The first floor of the Growler nightclub is not much different from the bar, and the deafening music is heard as soon as you enter, and the dance floor is full of people swinging their bodies wildly. But the second, third, and fourth floors are different, and there are so many interesting things.

"Brother Yang, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other. You see, the Growler Nightclub, there are four floors, how can it be that it is all bars? You don't like loud music? No problem, let's go up to the second floor and have some fun. Wu Qingshu said with a smile.

"What's fun, what's fun?" Yang Luo asked.

"A kind of game. A game that can make people lose blood, but also make people make a lot of money. Go up to the second floor and you'll know. Wu Qingshu pretended to be mysterious and sold Yang Luo a pass.

Yang Luo was also interested when he heard Wu Qingshu say such a mystery. What kind of game is this?

Yang Luo followed Wu Qingshu to the second floor of the nightclub. On the second floor, there are already quite a few people gathered.

These people are all gorgeously dressed, and they are not ordinary people. They were talking and laughing with each other.

Wu Qingshu is clearly a regular visitor here. As soon as Wu Qingshu appeared, someone stepped forward to say hello.

"Wu Shao, you're here. A man with oily hair and a pink face greeted him and laughed.

"Didn't I hear that there was a batch of good ingredients! I came to take a look. If you're lucky, you might even be able to make a fortune. Wu Qingshu replied with a smile.

"Then I wish Wu Shao good luck. The man said politely.

As soon as the man finished speaking, another voice came.

"What? Wu Shao is going to make a lot of money here? I heard you right? Wu Shao can actually make money? Isn't he here to send money?"

I saw a rich second generation with a pale face and blank eyes swaggering towards this side. His name is Shi Jin, and he is also a regular at the Growlers nightclub.

Shi Jin has always had some grievances with Wu Qingshu, and the two don't like each other. Hearing Wu Qingshu say that he wanted to make a lot of money, Shi Jin was unhappy and mocked Wu Qingshu a few words.

These people around are also frequent visitors, so they naturally know about Shi Jin and Wu Qingshu's festival. So none of them spoke, quietly watching the big battle unfold.

"Isn't this Shi Shao? How do you know that I'm here to send money? Today hasn't even started, so you have made up your mind, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face by me?" Wu Qingshu was a little unhappy when he saw Shi Jin's face full of superiority.

"Brother Yang, don't call Wu Shao Wu Shao. That sounds like a lot of out-of-the-box information. I'm about the same age as you, so you can call me Brother Wu. Wu Qingshu said to Yang Luo.

"Okay, Brother Wu. Yang Luo nodded.

"Grandpa, I'm going out with Brother Yang. Wu Qingshu said to Wu Lao.

"Hmm! I don't want to get involved in the affairs of your young people. Wu Lao said.

Wu Qingshu took Yang Luo to the famous Growler nightclub in Binhai.

"Brother Wu, why did you bring me to a place like a nightclub. I don't like the deafening music and crazy people in it. "Yang Luo is a little resistant to the place of nightclubs.

Wu Qingshu couldn't help but laugh when he heard Yang Luo's words. Yang Luo really doesn't know how to do it! There is only deafening music and crazy customers in the nightclub? This is the idea of people who have never been to a nightclub.

The first floor of the Growler nightclub is not much different from the bar, and the deafening music is heard as soon as you enter, and the dance floor is full of people swinging their bodies wildly. But the second, third, and fourth floors are different, and there are so many interesting things.

"Brother Yang, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other. You see, the Growler Nightclub, there are four floors, how can it be that it is all bars? You don't like loud music? No problem, let's go up to the second floor and have some fun. Wu Qingshu said with a smile.

"What's fun, what's fun?" Yang Luo asked.

"A kind of game. A game that can make people lose blood, but also make people make a lot of money. Go up to the second floor and you'll know. Wu Qingshu pretended to be mysterious and sold Yang Luo a pass.

Yang Luo was also interested when he heard Wu Qingshu say such a mystery. What kind of game is this?

Yang Luo followed Wu Qingshu to the second floor of the nightclub. On the second floor, there are already quite a few people gathered.

These people are all gorgeously dressed, and they are not ordinary people. They were talking and laughing with each other.

Wu Qingshu is clearly a regular visitor here. As soon as Wu Qingshu appeared, someone stepped forward to say hello.

"Wu Shao, you're here. A man with oily hair and a pink face greeted him and laughed.

"Didn't I hear that there was a batch of good ingredients! I came to take a look. If you're lucky, you might even be able to make a fortune. Wu Qingshu replied with a smile.

"Then I wish Wu Shao good luck. The man said politely.

As soon as the man finished speaking, another voice came.

"What? Wu Shao is going to make a lot of money here? I heard you right? Wu Shao can actually make money? Isn't he here to send money?"

I saw a rich second generation with a pale face and blank eyes swaggering towards this side. His name is Shi Jin, and he is also a regular at the Growlers nightclub.

Shi Jin has always had some grievances with Wu Qingshu, and the two don't like each other. Hearing Wu Qingshu say that he wanted to make a lot of money, Shi Jin was unhappy and mocked Wu Qingshu a few words.

These people around are also frequent visitors, so they naturally know about Shi Jin and Wu Qingshu's festival. So none of them spoke, quietly watching the big battle unfold.

"Isn't this Shi Shao? How do you know that I'm here to send money? Today hasn't even started, so you have made up your mind, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face by me?" Wu Qingshu was a little unhappy when he saw Shi Jin's face full of superiority.

"Isn't this Shi Shao? How do you know that I'm here to send money? Today hasn't even started, so you have made up your mind, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face by me?" Wu Qingshu was a little unhappy when he saw Shi Jin's face full of superiority.