The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

When Chen Wenxu received a call from Li Muchen, he was embarrassed at the Oriental Earl Club and was surrounded by a group of people asking for debts.

The first person who came to help him was not his father, but the eldest daughter of the Huang family, Huang Jiahui, whom he did not want to marry.

Chen Wenxue has been accompanying his mother for the past few days. He has nowhere to vent his sorrow. He is afraid that his mother will find out, so he plans to go out with some friends to play.

He is the concubine of the Chen family, and his status is very embarrassing. He is not popular among the top upper-class circles in Shenzhou, and he always seems to be a dwarf.

In the eyes of people at the bottom, the Chen family is a big family and has a unequal status, making it difficult to be friends.

Therefore, Chen Wenxu's circle of friends is neither high nor low, so naturally he doesn't have many friends.

On this day, he made an appointment with his old classmates Lu Gang and Zhang Xiaoyu to go to the Oriental Earl Club. This is one of the most famous clubs in Shenzhou, and it is also a place where young masters from aristocratic families often go to play.

Lu Gang and Zhang Xiaoyu's family is relatively well-off, and they are also engaged in business, but they are not to the extent of frequenting such top clubs to spend money.

The three of them opened a private room and drank several bottles of wine. Zhang Xiaoyu heard that Count Dongfang's lady was very outstanding and had never enjoyed it, so he encouraged her to come and accompany her. Lu Gang did not object. Although Chen Wenxue was not interested, he did not want to spoil his brother's interest. At most, it would just be an extra bill on the card.

Although he was a bastard and all his businesses had been taken back, he still had enough pocket money, and millions were just a number to him.

The young lady arrived, and she was indeed very beautiful. Lu Gang and Zhang Xiaoyu were extremely excited, and the atmosphere in the box became more and more lively.

Chen Wenxue was drunk at first and didn't even look at the woman next to him.

Lu Gang said: "Brother Wen, you don't have a girlfriend and you're not married, why are you so reserved?"

Chen Wenxue thought, yes, I don't like Huang Jiahui. This marriage will definitely be canceled. Since there is no engagement, why should I feel guilty? So I vented my pent-up emotions and hugged and kissed me wildly. There were many bright lip prints on my shirt and neck.

But he finally restrained himself and didn't do anything outrageous. If he didn't do it, Zhang Xiaoyu and Lu Gang would naturally not do anything extraordinary. So although the atmosphere was warm, the air in the box was still quite clean.

When it was time to pay, Chen Wenxue took out his prestigious top-notch black card and asked the waiter to swipe it. But the waiter came back and told him that his card could not be swiped.

Chen Wenxue didn't pay much attention at first. After changing several cards in succession, he discovered that all the accounts under his name had been frozen.

You don't need to guess who did this. No one except his father, Chen Dingbang, has the ability to freeze his property accounts.

Now Chen Wenxue was dumbfounded. In order to prevent him from getting angry and running away, he even used this trick. It was really cruel!

Is this still dad?

Chen Wenxu certainly knows that as the helmsman of a family, he must consider the interests of the entire family, which is what Chinese people often call collectivism, and individuals must obey the collective.

But he still couldn't accept the behavior of his own father selling his son.

Chen Wenxue asked the waiter to call the club manager.

The club manager’s surname was Zhang. When Manager Zhang came, there was Mr. Chen on the left and Mr. Chen on the right. They were called Mr. Chen in a friendly manner. When he heard that Chen Wenxue wanted to take the credit, he immediately agreed and just brought the bill and asked Chen Wenxu to signature.

Chen Wenxue was furious, and he signed his name in a flash without even looking at the bill.

As soon as the three people arrived at the club hall and before they could go out, the security guard at the door suddenly stopped them.

"What are you doing?" Chen Wenxu has only seen club security guards not letting people in, but he has never seen anyone not letting people out. "Don't you know me?"

"Sorry, Mr. Chen," the security guard obviously knew him, "have you not paid yet?"

"Whether I pay or not is your business?" Chen Wenxue was a little angry, "Call your manager Zhang here!"

The security guard wasn't angry, he just refused to let them go, and then called Manager Zhang.

After a while, Manager Zhang came.

Manager Zhang, who had a flattering look on his face just now, has already changed his face. He holds his head high, chest puffed out, and steps that are unyielding. He has the airs of a top club manager in Shenzhou.

"Manager Zhang, what's going on? Didn't I sign the order?" Chen Wenxue asked.

Manager Zhang said: "Mr. Chen, I can't help it. I just received the news that all banks and credit financial institutions have stopped extending personal credit to you, including your Chen family's own companies. This...can I Do you understand that there are serious problems with your personal credit or the relationship between you and the Chen family?"

Manager Zhang spoke slowly and even with a hint of joking in his tone.

"Of course, we know very well who Mr. Chen is. If it's a small amount of consumption, I can waive the first payment for you. But your consumption amount is so large, and I don't have the authority. Otherwise, Shall I call our leader and ask for instructions?"

Of course, Chen Wenxu knew that Manager Zhang's words were just rhetoric. If he called to ask for instructions, I'm afraid he had already asked for instructions. Otherwise, why did he suddenly change his face?

Lu Gang said: "Okay, okay, isn't it just to pay the bill? Literary treats me every time, so I'm here today."

Zhang Xiaoyu also said: "I'll do it, I'll do it, how much does it cost."

"One million, seventy-eight thousand." Manager Zhang said calmly, as if he was talking about one dollar and seventy-eight cents.

Lu Gang and Zhang Xiaoyu were startled, and their fingers that had just opened the mobile payment software became stiff.

"How much? Say it again!"

"One million seven hundred and eighty thousand." Manager Zhang repeated, "This is based on the discount of Chen Shao's platinum membership."

Lu Gang and Zhang Xiaoyu both saw embarrassment on each other's faces, and then a hint of anger surged up.

"One million, seven hundred and eighty thousand, bastard! Why don't you go grab it?"

Chen Wenxue was also puzzled. This was not his first time at the Oriental Earl Club. He didn't order any particularly expensive wine today, nor any special services. The price would not exceed one hundred thousand, so why was it almost two million?

"Manager Zhang, don't do random calculations!"

As if he had expected what he would say, Manager Zhang took out the bill and said, "This is signed by Mr. Chen. Take a look for yourself."

Chen Wenxue took it and took a look. The bill clearly stated that the total consumption after discounts was [-] million. He didn't pay attention when he signed it. He was really careless.

Looking at the consumption list again, the drinks and other items are all normal, except for the three ladies. Usually these would be replaced by other names, but today they were listed for the first time, and it read: Celebrities to add to the fun.

Chen Wenxue was shocked.

This kind of top club does have programs with celebrity entertainment, and there is no standard price. It may be [-] for singing a song, or [-] for a glass of wine, not to mention tips.

But the question is, are these three considered celebrities?

Chen Wenxu knew that he had been tricked and that someone must be plotting against him, but he couldn't figure out who was plotting against him and why.

At this time, people started to watch.

The people who come and go in the club are all well-known people, pointing and snickering.

Manager Zhang urged: "How about it, Mr. Chen, do you want to figure it out yourself, or should I help you figure it out?"

Chen Wenzheng didn't know how to answer, but suddenly he heard someone say: "How much, I will help him pay."

Several people came in from the door, first of all a young woman.

As soon as Manager Zhang saw the visitor, he immediately put on a smiling face: "Hey, Miss Huang, you're here!"