Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1638 I am innocent

Passing through the intricately carved copper partition door at the end of the corridor, one does not enter a closed space, but instead arrives at a VIP booth area with a wide view.

Semi-open partitions with great texture are arranged one after another.

These areas, enclosed by brass railings and crystal curtains, are not enclosed boxes, but VIP booths facing the dance floor.

It can isolate some of the crowds while allowing you to take in the lively atmosphere of the nightlife.

The light in the booth was dim, and the warm golden spotlights outlined the contours of the leather sofa.

The huge crystal chandelier reflects fine rays of light.

The air is filled with the rich aroma of expensive cigars and single malt whiskey.

Wang Congcong leaned against the armrest of the sofa, the Cuban cigar between his fingers burning with a scarlet flame.

He didn't even look up when he heard the noise.

Until he caught a glimpse of Qin Fen and a group of people accompanying Jiang Cheng into the booth.

His fingers on the cigar suddenly stopped, and the ash fell onto the custom-made Persian rug.

He Youjun, who was sitting opposite him, was shaking amber liquid in a highball glass.

Seeing this, he put the wine glass directly on the coffee table, and the bottom of the glass made a crisp sound when it collided with the glass surface.

Qi Yuan, who was sitting closest to the inside, was originally looking down at his phone.

He looked up after hearing the noise, and his eyes met Jiang Cheng's.

The whole person seemed to have been started.

Almost at the same time as he jumped up, he moved the limited edition trendy toy on the sofa next to him to the ground.

Wang Zheng and Chen Hao also stood up.

"Brother Cheng! I finally got you here!" Wang Congcong was the first to break the silence and casually put out the cigar in the crystal ashtray.

Before he finished speaking, He Youjun had already hurried over and patted Jiang Cheng on the back with a familiar hand. His tone was a bit exaggerated and warm: "Qin Fengang was just flooding the group chat, saying that you were stuck in traffic. We have been talking about it a lot."

The three people's series of actions were so fast that it was hard to keep up.

The VIP booth they were in originally had the best view on the entire floor.

The private space outlined by brass railings and crystal curtains has its own focal attribute.

Although no one knows Qi Yuan's identity.

However, Wang Congcong and He Youjun are representatives of the rich second generation who are constantly involved in gossip.

Two people in the circle of Shanghai's rich second generation, who could make the business world tremble with just a stomp of their feet, stood up in unison.

The scene instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Several internet celebrity models who were playing dice in the adjacent booth subconsciously stopped.

The rhinestone-studded nails still maintain the dice-shaking posture.

Originally, everyone's target tonight was Wang Congcong, who was wearing a limited edition Richard Miller.

But at this moment all eyes were fixed on Jiang Cheng.

At the scattered booths in the corners, many young men and women wearing trendy brands also took out their mobile phones.

The camera pretending to be taking a selfie was actually pointed at the VIP area.

"Did you see that? Are those Wang Congcong and He Youjun? Who's that guy next to them? Who can make Young Master Qin follow behind them like he's serving his ancestor?"

"I don't know, but look at the way the manager is bowing and scraping..."

His companion licked his lips, his tone full of amazement, "It must be some invisible top-tier wealthy family. I've never seen them in the circle before."

After all, in the rules of Shanghai's nightlife, the presence of someone who could make Wang, He, Qin, and Wang, the core figures of the top circles, stand up to greet him at the same time, in itself represented an immeasurable energy.

This scene was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in the night of the "M1NT" bar.

After a few people exchanged greetings, Wu Quan, Sun Zhisheng and Zhao Cheng immediately followed Jiang Cheng and greeted him respectfully.

"Thank you, Makoto, for inviting us over to play tonight."

After Wu Quan finished speaking, Sun Zhisheng and Zhao Cheng both said with gratitude, "Thank you, Brother Cheng."

In fact, if it weren’t for Jiang Cheng calling them.

There are so many rich second-generations here today, but the three of them don’t want to come.

After all, they are in different circles, so it is very troublesome to communicate with each other.

The reason why the three of them asked Qin Fen to drink with them last time was simply because they happened to like driving supercars at their age.

Qin Fen is now the president of SSCC, so the three of them invited Qin Fen to drink together.

After all, they usually have to borrow the runway to drive around.

It was at that time that I happened to meet Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng laughed when he heard that.

"What are you laughing at? Thanks for what you did last time. I promised to treat you guys to a drink."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Cheng said to the others, "Then let me arrange it tonight. Don't compete with me."

After saying this, everyone was very respectful.

Qi Yuan immediately pulled Jiang Cheng to the C seat in the booth, and then sat down next to Jiang Cheng.

"Brother Cheng is really generous. I won't be polite. I love to get away with it."

Wang Congcong continued, "Qi Yuan, don't people know that you like to freeload? You even have to mention it specifically."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng waved his hands and said, "Alas, I don't know about this. This is the first time I've heard of such a thing. How could there be such a thing?..."

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Wang Zheng was the first to react. He immediately followed Jiang Cheng's lead and raised his hands to prove his innocence.

"I don't know either. I'm innocent..."