Actually, Zhou Wang never quite understood what DJs were really for.
At least on the surface, it seemed like they were just playing songs...
But, to be honest, ever since Jiang Mubai took the stage, Zhou Wang’s experience had intensified a lot. In just a few songs, he’d received several system notifications, amassing nearly 2% of BSK shares.
Though Zhou Wang felt the progress was still a bit slow, it was definitely better than before, so he didn’t complain too much.
He decided to let fate determine how many shares he’d get, as there wasn’t much else he could do.
After about three or four songs, Jiang Mubai suddenly moved away from the DJ booth and walked to the front, then started dancing amidst the loud cheers from the audience below.
Zhou Wang was stunned, wondering if being a DJ in a nightclub these days also required talent for dancing now.
But to be honest, she was... quite provocative in her moves.
Her dance didn’t include any particularly difficult moves, but her expressions were spot on. During her dance, she even covered her eyes with a pink lace ribbon, which could be described in four words...
Pure flirtation.
Every glance, every expression, every move was enticing. The interesting part was that you knew what she wanted you to think, but you couldn’t say it out loud, because that would make it seem like you were the one with the issue.
The guys below were beyond excited. If it weren’t for the security holding them back, they would love to reach up onto the stage and drag that Jiang enchantress down for some serious attention, while asking:
"Keep playing or not, huh, keep it going?"
Jiang Mubai sure knew how to play her cards right. As she danced, she deliberately moved closer to the edge of the stage, making her long legs seem tantalizingly within reach, yet not quite touchable.
Seeing this, Zhou Wang finally understood that her "real talent" was this, no wonder she’d accumulated so many fans...
After the dance ended, the atmosphere in the bar reached a climax. If Zhou Wang wasn’t mistaken, the already crowded bar seemed to have even more guests, making it difficult to move through the aisles.
The influence of a DJ like Jiang Mubai was indeed terrifying. Generally, DJ appearance fees were a few thousand, whereas top DJs could command as much as 50 to 100 thousand per night (excluding flights and accommodation).
After all, nightclub owners weren’t fools. If she wasn’t worth it, they wouldn’t keep inviting her.
When Jiang Mubai returned to the DJ booth, she intentionally glanced in Zhou Wang’s direction. The moment their eyes met, Jiang Mubai winked at Zhou Wang and playfully licked her red lips, displaying extreme boldness.
Zhou Wang returned her with a smile, thinking to himself, well, whatever, since he was the one who invited her, he should be polite, right?
Just as Jiang Mubai started the next electronic dance track, a commotion arose at the bar entrance. With some security clearing the way, a group of people could be seen heading toward the VIP section. The uproar that followed was almost as intense as when Jiang Mubai appeared.
"Holy crap, the big boss is here too!"
"What day is today?"
"The one beside him is Huang Dapang, right, another online celeb with millions of followers!"
Zhou Wang barely caught a few excited shouts. Even several girls around him stood up, craning their necks to take a look at the group.
Quickly, with some security leading the way, the group headed straight to the V03 VIP booth. At that moment, Zhou Wang could finally see clearly—around ten men and women, including two online celebs. Although Zhou Wang hadn’t followed them, he’d certainly come across their videos.
One of them was the famous sentimental guy, Tong Jingcheng, and the other was a trendily-dressed youth with the ID "Huang Dapang." He seemed to be a comedy blogger.
However, the real surprise for Zhou Wang was that he recognized more than just these two from the group, there were actually two familiar faces.
The young man who casually sat at the center, looking even more pompous than Tong Jingcheng... wasn’t he my dear "nephew" Guo Bing?
Next to him sat a slightly chubby youth in flashy attire, the same Shao Xiaoqi Zhou Wang had met last time, the guy from Hang City who’d wanted to pay extra to buy his Mercedes AMG.
But strangely, shouldn’t my dear nephew be studying for his MBA at a university in Magic City at this moment? What was he doing here?
Zhou Wang’s expression was somewhat amused.
After what happened last time, Zhou Wang later made a formal apology call to Guo Wangshan.
After all, he publicly embarrassed someone’s son, and although with Guo Wangshan’s demeanor, he wouldn’t hold a grudge over such a small matter, Zhou Wang still felt he should show some respect in return.
When discussing Guo Bing behind his back, Guo Wangshan was also quite troubled.
The Guo family was prosperous, with almost all male descendants in the younger generation. Among them, there were quite a few outstanding ones, and since Guo Bing didn’t have to shoulder any responsibilities, he ended up the way he is, getting into trouble with Guo Wangshan every so often. Previously, he even got into a fight at a barbecue place with the son of some district official in Magic City...
So Guo Wangshan was truly exasperated with this son, and wasn’t upset by Zhou Wang’s phone call. Otherwise, there were countless ways to give Zhou Wang face. Guo Wangshan wouldn’t have chosen to openly scold his son otherwise...
It was simply because the troubles Guo Bing caused weren’t just a few.
Guo Wangshan, although he enrolled Guo Bing in a high-level MBA class, didn’t really expect him to learn anything substantial. He just hoped that through more reading, Guo Bing could cultivate himself and truly mature...