Young Master Zhang gave Zhou Yiquan a meaningful glance.
Zhou Yiquan understood the situation; it really depended on whom you work for... Ah, forget it, there’s no point in comparing with Zhou Wang. Haven’t you seen even Young Master Zhang often gets the short end with Zhou Wang?
Thinking about it this way, Zhou Yiquan wasn’t angry anymore, and even inexplicably felt somewhat amused, casting a weird look that puzzled Young Master Zhang.
"It certainly lives up to the reputation of Jingcheng Club. The sophistication of the decor is unmatched by ordinary venues. At first glance, it doesn’t give off a flashy vibe, but there’s an inexplicable sense of understated luxury that feels comfortable!"
Walking through the black and gold-styled corridor, Tang Yiming couldn’t help but exclaim.
"This must be Zhou Wang’s handiwork. The previous Jingcheng Club really did have that kind of flashy feeling you’re talking about. I’ve been here a few times before, and considering it’s the wealthy style popular in the nineties, it would seem unbearably tacky now compared to the current style. Worlds apart."
Young Master Zhang said confidently.
"You’re absolutely right. The club has indeed undergone a new round of renovations. Our boss spent a full thirty million on the club’s renovation and facilities..."
Lin Ran explained with a smile.
Thirty million...
Everyone didn’t gasp in shock but merely exchanged a wordless glance, all feeling a bit numb.
How much money Zhou Wang really has is a often discussed hot topic among them, yet even today, no one can give an accurate guess.
After all, it always seems that every time they meet, Zhou Wang refreshes their perception all over again.
Before long, Lin Ran led them all the way to the club’s largest banquet hall. As the elegantly poised hostess pulled open the massive wooden doors, the sound of an elegant violin performance filled their ears, accompanied by the chatter and laughter of the guests who had already arrived.
Regarding today’s banquet, Zhou Wang didn’t do anything eccentric. It’s the most traditional yet fitting ’live music plus buffet dining’ format.
However, in terms of detail, Zhou Wang clearly aimed for the best experience for all guests. Besides the cold buffet table mainly offering Western dishes, different open windows were set up in the corners around the banquet hall, supplying Japanese seafood, Wagyu barbecue, freshly prepared private dishes, and so on.
The independently set-up cocktail bar could cater to different needs, but the selection of beverages already served was enough for anyone to find no fault.
"The foreign liquor is all Louis XIII, the champagne is all vintage Dom Perignon and Louis Princess. Seriously, Zodiac Maotai is the lowest-grade here?"
Tang Yiming glanced around and couldn’t help but grit his teeth.
Damn Zhou Wang is really going all out, without a doubt, Zhou Wang invested a huge sum in this opening party. In comparison, their red envelope gifts were just small tokens.
"Is that a celebrity there? What’s her surname Wang again? The one beside her I recognize, Miss Bai; I used to really like the TV drama she starred in."
"Oh my, Miss Li and Miss Gu, my two favorite goddesses are all here... but Miss Li has indeed aged. Ah, she was so beautiful when she was young. You think it would be too low class if I went and asked for an autograph and photo right now?"
"It is a bit low class; at the very least, you should get a phone number or something on WeChat!"
The crowd swept their gaze and spotted quite a few celebrities in the banquet hall, leading to some low-key banter.
Of course, given their background and perspective, they didn’t regard these public-adored stars too highly, but in Yunan Province, they were indeed relatively far from such circles, so there was still a trace of novelty.
The highest-viewed Young Master Zhang, however, had none of these so-called stars in his sights. In his perspective, what he saw were real ’figures’.
At that moment, while walking, he continually introduced them to Tang Yiming, who was humbly taking notes.
"That, the third generation young master of the Feng family, Feng Yuanzheng, his grandfather Feng Tianming, you might have read about him... The Jinmen Hotel surrounded incident once circulated online, he’s the central figure of it."
"Wang Hai, Vice Chairman of Citic Group, they are owners of Jingcheng Building; Mr. Wang is effectively one of the landlords, so appearing here isn’t surprising."
"Chairman of Qiangsheng Group, Liao Jianli; beside him is his brother Liao Xiaoqiang, both are legendary figures in the Beijing circles, models of self-made success..."
"Vice Director Zhou from Huaxia TV..."
"That pretty girl also has the surname Zhou, but I forgot her first name. The man beside her is her father, Zhou Tao, a renowned securities tycoon in Beidou, once regarded as Beidou’s richest in certain eras."
"Oh, Jiang Yisen is here too; though this guy is an empty shell, apart from his family background, there’s nothing else. If his brother Jiang Minghao was here, that would be something worthy of attention..."
There were at least thirty to fifty guests already at the event, and even Young Master Zhang couldn’t recognize everyone, but as one of the potential heirs of the Zhang Group, Young Master Zhang had interacted with many, so he recognized quite a few.
Tang Yiming listened with relish; as an ambitious and aspiring young man, he also silently memorized these faces. But as Zhang Zhiyuan kept introducing, Tang Yiming gradually sensed something wasn’t right.
"Brother Yuan, these people... were they all invited by Brother Dog?"
Tang Yiming paused stiffly.
"Since it’s his club opening, of course they are..."