The Master Became a Wealthy Madam

Chapter Thirty One

Yan Wenbo walked into the gate of the clubhouse, but finally stopped.

He had also been ridiculous before. He drove a yacht to hold parties at sea. There were countless small models and celebrities at the party. He coldly watched the rich second generation of his companions hug and play with women. At a young age, he had no restraint.

But this clubhouse is different.

The things it plays are more... advanced and even less visible.

If it was the past, Yan Wenbo would have entered indifferently.

But now, he still stopped.

If Gu Xueyi knew about it,...he would probably get beaten.

Yan Wenbo turned his head and asked, "Do you have billiards here?"

The waiter was stunned, and hadn't seen anyone come here purely to play billiards.

But those who can enter here are not ordinary people. Of course the waiter didn't dare to offend him, so he quickly led Yan Wenbo to another floor: "You come with me... not only billiards here, but also archery, darts, bowling... You play with it. If you want to play guns, we have also built an outdoor shooting range."

Yan Wenbo nodded and picked up the pool cue casually: "You play with me."

There are really no people on this floor.

Yan Wenbai saw an event stand downstairs, and it is estimated that everyone has gone to participate in the new event in the clubhouse.

Of course the waiter wouldn't refuse, so he stayed with him.

This bodyguard kept talking with Gu Xueyi all the time.

Sitting on the sofa, Gu Xueyi slowly turned the pages of the book, slowly digesting the information in the book, and asked: "Isn't it out yet?"

"Madam, no."

It was quiet again on the other side for a while.

When Gu Xueyi turned over twenty pages, the bodyguard suddenly said, "Madam...I saw..."

"Huh? You said."

The bodyguard on the other side seemed to hesitate to squeeze, should he take care of this, should he say it.

Finally, the bodyguard opened his mouth: "I saw Mr. Feng."

General Feng? Who?

"From Mr. Feng's car, I got off Mr. Pei's brother." The bodyguard continued over there.

"Pei Zhikang?" Gu Xueyi asked.

"Yes."

Didn't Pei Zhikang just leave the banquet house soon?

Well.

Gu Xueyi immediately remembered who Feng was always.

Jian Changming mentioned Fengjia when he talked about the family that didn't deal with the Yanjia. Perhaps it is the Feng family where the Chief Feng is located. Otherwise the bodyguard will not mention it specifically.

"Okay, thanks for your hard work." Gu Xueyi said, putting her books away and walking upstairs.

After putting the book in place, Gu Xueyi changed her clothes, called the driver and bodyguard, and drove to the clubhouse.

Pei Lixin is preparing with both hands?

While he came to coax her, he went to hook up the opponent of Yanchao?

Or is it that the Pei family has long been in contact with Yanchao's opponent? Pei Lixin did not come forward, but asked her brother to contact...

It's a pity that Pei Zhikang is an idiot.

If Pei Lixin really planned this way, it would be doomed to miscalculate.

"Madam, are you talking about this place?" the driver asked.

Gu Xueyi lowered the car window and glanced outside.

The name of the clubhouse is called "Anonymous". It seems that the person who named the name can't come out, so I chose this after a headshot.

Gu Xueyi went on.

The security guard at the door immediately stopped her, and the security guard saw that she was well-dressed, and she was somewhat familiar...this is...isn't this the wife of Yanchao?

The security guard immediately bowed and said, "Mrs. Banquet, you can go in, but the bodyguards behind you can't go in." It seems that Gu Xueyi is afraid of misunderstanding. He also added: "The guests who come here are all like this. Everyone does not bring bodyguards. . Our clubhouse is very safe, you can rest assured."

Gu Xueyi was a little surprised.

The bodyguard said on the phone that this club was opened by Fengjia. Fengjia and Yanjia are the opposite. That Feng family let her in?

The bodyguard behind Gu Xueyi certainly disagreed, and immediately said coldly: "What other people do, that's other people's business. Of course, Yanjia is different from others."

The security guard rubbed his hands, and he couldn't be the master of a small person.

He looked at Gu Xueyi awkwardly.

Gu Xueyi raised her hand and pressed the button, indicating that the bodyguard should not move around: "When you reach a place, just go to the countryside and do as you like. You can wait outside."

She is not very afraid.

Instead of worrying about yourself, it's better to worry that Yan Wenbai will suffer here.

But she felt that most of Yan Wenbo regretted it when she came in. At this moment, she couldn't say where it was.

Now the bodyguards following Gu Xueyi are the four who followed Gu Xueyi to Jiang Meng's house that day.

They had seen Gu Xueyi's greatness. Although they were still not at ease, Gu Xueyi had spoken, and they had to wait there obediently.

"Lead the way." Gu Xueyi lifted her chin.

The security rang the bell, and immediately a waiter came out and led Gu Xueyi into it.

The waiter couldn't figure out Gu Xueyi's identity, and couldn't help but frequently look at Gu Xueyi, "Are you... a guest?"

Gu Xueyi asked back: "Otherwise?"

The waiter was speechless.

How can such a beautiful guest come to a place like this?

Beautiful girls come here, they are all "goods".

The waiter took her straight to the third floor.

The third floor is a banquet hall.

Two luxurious gates are put together, with two animal heads carved on them, which brings invisible pressure to everyone standing under the gate.

Gu Xueyi only raised her head and glanced, and then narrowed her gaze nonchalantly.

"Wait." The waiter said, took the key from his pocket, bent over and opened the cabinet on the side.

Then took out a mask from inside.

The mask was painted with colorful paintings. The entire mask was large enough to cover the human face without revealing it, with only a few eyes and mouth visible. Confidentiality is done quite well.

Gu Xueyi's head is very small. After putting on the mask, it looks a bit like a big-headed doll that is not very coordinated.

She looked into the mirror, but she was not picky.

The painting on the mask is a bit ugly, as ugly as the mask worn by shamans when they danced during the ancient sacrifice to the sky.

The waiter put another hand on her wrist.

The hand number is 399.

The waiter said: "This is your name tonight. Everyone uses this to call each other."

Gu Xueyi nodded, and then reached out and pushed the door open.

Inside the door is quite lively, dimly colored lights projected from the ceiling. The clothes are fragrant and the shadows, the wine and perfume are mixed together, there is a kind of lavish atmosphere.

Gu Xueyi stepped in with high heels.

She wore a white skirt, the front skirt was knee-length, the back skirt was ankle-length. As she walked around, the hem of the skirt gently clasped her heel, as if a huge white tail fell behind.

The person closest to her just happened to see her as soon as he turned around.

The other party suddenly paused and instinctively stretched out a hand towards Gu Xueyi.

Gu Xueyi gave him a cold look.

The man was nailed to the spot immediately, and then he smiled and said, "Oh, it's also a guest here."

The man took a step forward and asked, "What is your name?"

Although he knew it was impossible, he still had a little hope. Some guests who come here for the first time will always forget the rules. At this time, they will inevitably expose their true information.

Gu Xueyi shook her wrist.

The man took a closer look and said regretfully, "Oh, 399."

Gu Xueyi looked around, feeling a little troublesome.

Everyone's heads are so tightly bound... it's hard to tell who is who.

No... Gu Xueyi suddenly paused.

It's not that difficult.

For example, the man who spoke to her was short and fat, no more than 1.75 meters.

They can block their faces, but they can't block their bodies.

Tall, short, fat and thin at a glance.

Gu Xueyi can even roughly calculate their age from their body shape and walking posture.

Under the mask, Gu Xueyi raised her eyebrows lightly, and she didn't feel bother.

…More like a challenge.

Gu Xueyi picked a glass of wine from the waiter.

She wore black leather gloves, which formed a sharp contrast with the glass body filled with golden liquor and the white skirt on her body.

Gu Xueyi went straight across the crowd and walked over to a set of sofas in the middle.

Originally everyone was immersed in their own happiness, but at this time they were more or less attracted, and looked at Gu Xueyi a few more times...

At this time, a man wearing a green face beast mask came onto the stage.

The environment was a bit noisy, but it was a lot quieter.

The man patted the microphone in his hand, and waited to confirm that there was a sound, then he said: "The theme of the club’s event today is that it’s not allowed to say No. There are already a lot of regular customers here. I believe everyone understands that this rule is dead. , It’s not allowed to change. The activity ends at 12 o'clock, the rules are invalid."

At this time, several models came down holding the lottery box.

The man said: "It contains the numbers of everyone present."

"Now, you are conducting random selection... the selected person can ask the selected person to do anything, and the selected person cannot refuse."

Absurd and quite bold rules.

Gu Xueyi thought, turning her head and sweeping the people around her.

Others shuddered with excitement, and there seemed to be people who were worried that they were not lucky enough and even their necks were white.

Gu Xueyi was too late to leave at this time.

Then...if you come, you will be at ease.

Take a look at this club, what more tricks can you play.

"Now...start!" the man shouted.

The others swarmed up and quickly took away the numbers.

Gu Xueyi sat there and didn't move.

The lottery box was quickly handed to Gu Xueyi.

The woman holding the lottery box was a little nervous: "Please."

Gu Xueyi stretched out her hand and scratched at will.

As a result, her fingertips were not very sensitive because she was wearing leather gloves. Gu Xueyi grabbed two of them, and she flicked one away: "...Okay."

The woman gave her a surprised look, and then walked away.

Gu Xueyi turned the paper over.

It says 97 on it.

The next step is to start from the middle. Everyone who draws stands up and reads the number he draws.

A woman without a mask stood up and whispered the number: "112."

Then a masked man stood up helplessly.

Ecstasy appeared on the woman's face, and she immediately said, "I have already thought about my request. I want you to give me a million!"

The man nodded: "You write the card number on the paper."

The woman happily agreed.

Gu Xueyi looked surprised.

Is this also OK?

No wonder some people were very excited just now, while others were very worried. Are you afraid that the other party will make a request that you cannot implement?

"Next!" the man on the stage shouted.

The microphone was handed to Gu Xueyi like this: "What did you get?"

Gu Xueyi pointed the note at everyone.

The woman holding the microphone leaned down and said, "Ninety-seven..."

Also sitting in the middle of the hall, a group of people gathered in a line, and a man slowly stood up. The man wore a black suit and was tall, with an equally ugly mask on his face.

The surrounding was strangely quiet.

The woman nervously handed the microphone in front of Gu Xueyi again, and stammered: "You...what do you want? Now I can say..."

The surroundings are quieter.

Gu Xueyi grabbed the note, stood up slowly, and walked a little closer there.

There were a lot of people sitting down around the man... Gu Xueyi swept them one by one, and then his eyes got stuck. There is one in the middle, Pei Zhikang. He didn't even change his clothes.

Gu Xueyi raised her eyebrows and asked, "Does it end at 12 o'clock?"

"Yes……"

Gu Xueyi said lightly, "Then let him be my servant for a few hours until 12 o'clock."

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