In the evening, the most prosperous and bustling Zuimeng Court in Shanghai.

The architectural style imitating Europe, the steps of white marble, the shining golden light everywhere, and the paved red carpet.

At the door, there is also a female etiquette reception with a tall figure, aura and good image.

One after another luxury cars parked at the main entrance, and one after another glamorous men and women got off from the cars, all of whom were well-known and wealthy figures in Shanghai and even in China.

Those who didn't know thought that whatever was going to be held here would be a celebration banquet.

As everyone knows, every night, Drunken Dream Court is like this.

It's strange to say that in such a luxurious place as Zuimengting, there is an endless stream of wealthy entrepreneurs, but everyone has never seen the big boss behind Zuimengting.

It was Yi Wenbing, the manager of Zuimengting, who came forward.

In Shanghai, Yi Wenbing is well-known, and all wealthy families and entrepreneurs in Shanghai have to give some face.

At this moment, on the red carpet outside the main hall of Drunken Dream Court, a stretched Lincoln slowly drove over.

The car stopped, and the waiter walked up quickly and opened the door.

In the car, a handsome man wearing a navy blue suit and tie stepped down. He was quite handsome, with a white face and red lips. He was the object of admiration for many women.

Chen Kexing tugged on his suit at this moment, with a smile on his face, and then walked handsomely towards the main hall.

However, just as he was about to step up, a Rolls Royce drove over.

He stood there, frowning, looking at the middle-aged man who got out of the car, it was Weng Bai during the day.

Weng Bai hurried to the rear door, opened the door, bowed respectfully and said, "Young Master Chen, we're here."

Chen Ping stepped out of the car, dressed in simple casual clothes, looking very easy-going.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone at the main entrance.

Half of the people who come here are famous people in Shanghai, and they all know Weng Bai.

Lord Bai of Shanghai, who doesn't know him?

However, they didn't know the young man standing in front of Weng Bai at all.

However, it seemed that Weng Bai was very respectful to him, and even opened the car door for him.

That's where it gets interesting.

There can still be someone whom Weng Bai respects, the Zuimeng Court tonight will be interesting.

"Hey, who is that person? It seems that he has a lot of background to let Weng Bai drive and open the door for him."

"No, I haven't seen this person before. Could it be that he is from another place?"

There are a few glamorous men and women on the side, discussing in low voices.

"Hehe, don't you know this? You are too ignorant, do you know the last World Group Arena?"

Suddenly, one of them said triumphantly.

"I know, our national martial arts defeated Fusang, became famous and consolidated our position in the world martial arts circle."

The other replied with suspicious eyes.

Most of the well-known giants and entrepreneurs in Shanghai did not go to that game.

After all, it is not a matter of one field, and few people pay attention to martial arts.

"Hehe, the person in front of me is Chen Ping and Chen Shao who led the martial arts to defeat Fusang in the arena! Even the famous master of martial arts, the Zhou family, has to obey his orders, and you don't know?" The man smiled and said.

"What, he is Chen Ping, Young Master Chen?!"

All of a sudden, many people panicked, full of shock.

This person is dressed so ordinaryly, but he is the very famous Chen Ping and Young Master Chen!

No wonder Weng Bai respected him so much.

Of course, Chen Kexing also heard these gossips, shook his hands, his face darkened, he glared at Chen Ping, and turned his head directly into the main hall.

Chen Ping heheed, looked at the angrily Chen Kexing, and followed into the main hall.

After entering the main hall, Chen Ping could truly feel the luxury and prosperity of the Drunken Dream Court.

As far as the eye could see, they were all well-dressed wealthy people.

Drinking, dancing, gambling...

Yingying earnestly.

This Drunken Dream Court has a total of six floors, and each floor has different service characteristics.

On each floor, as far as the eye can see, those tall and elegant female etiquettes are all dressed in different styles of clothes, walking among the distinguished guests.

Moreover, there is a small private box on each floor, and at the door of the box, there are also two bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses.

These are the well-trained bodyguards of Zuimengting.

And passing through these boxes, you can also hear various cooperation projects that start at tens of millions, as well as the voices of men and women.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Zuimengting is a fairyland of happiness in the world.

Because, the entire lobby on the first floor is a lotus pond, in which fresh and blooming lotus flowers are planted, as well as various kinds of precious goldfish, which are pleasing to the eye.

"Young Master Chen, this way, please. Our seat is on the third floor. It's an excellent location. I reserved it specially."

Weng Bai hurriedly led Chen Ping, took him up to the third floor, and landed in an antique small bag.

The view here is really good.

Not long after Chen Ping sat down, he vaguely heard the voices of several people outside the box.

"Hey, Mr. Cao, you said that you can really take that thing tonight?" A man's flattering voice.

"Hehe, of course, this time, Cao Jun is bound to win!"

It was Cao Jun's voice, and Chen Ping in the box frowned.

Cao Jun is here too, is his leg healed?

"Then congratulate Mr. Cao first, you must let me see that thing tonight, I heard it is very strange."

"It's easy to say." Cao Jun's hearty laughter seemed to be in his mood.

Then, there was a loud noise.

"I'm sorry, someone has already taken it here, please find another place." The bodyguard at the door of the room said.

"What? I've clearly decided on this place before, whoever is in it, let him get out!" Cao Jun said angrily.

At this moment, outside the box, Cao Jun and a few friends were looking unhappy.

I clearly booked this box, but someone got in first!

"Hey, open your dog eyes and take a good look. This is Mr. Cao! Even your Boss Yi has to give Mr. Cao some face."

A lackey next to Cao Jun will yell sternly.

"That's right, hurry up and drive out the people in the box, don't delay Mr. Cao's pleasure."

The other person followed suit, his face full of anger.

With his hands behind his back, Cao Jun enjoyed the feeling of being superior.

However, the two bodyguards still said the same thing: "I'm sorry, Zui Meng Ting has the rules of Zui Meng Ting, this place has already been booked, please find another place."

Snapped!

Suddenly!

Cao Jun slapped him and shouted: "Presumptuous! What are you, you dare to talk to me like that! Even if Yi Wenbing is standing here now, he has to talk to me politely!"

Cao Jun is right, Zuimengting has something to do with his boss behind the scenes.

When Yi Wenbing saw him, he really wanted to give him some face.

The two bodyguards' faces darkened, and they didn't dare to attack Cao Jun and others casually.

After all, they are VIPs of Zuimengting, they are just bodyguards, and their status is not comparable.

"Sorry, it's already here..." The bodyguard still said so.

Cao Jun was annoyed immediately, he went up and kicked it, and yelled fiercely: "Fuck! You said it while you were riding a horse! I kicked you to death!"

The 1.8 meter bodyguard was kicked all the way to the ground by Cao Jun.

He didn't dare to fight back and could only defend passively.

Cao Jun kicked and cursed: "You are just a bodyguard, what right do you have to talk to me? I'll tell you two right now, Zuimengting will fire you, get out!"

Suddenly.

A cold voice broke the dull atmosphere here.

"Cao Jun, you are so majestic, your legs are so sharp?"