Chapter 55: Starlight Club

Starlight Club

This entertainment club was lavishly decorated, exuding an air of grandeur. Its facilities were extraordinarily diverse, offering a bar, disco, billiard room, tennis room, basketball court, cinema, boxing ring, restaurant—nearly every conceivable leisure activity found outside could be enjoyed here, making it a veritable microcosm of amusements.

Moreover, it operated twenty-four hours a day.

Those who frequented this club were all people of considerable wealth or status. At the very least, they were nouveau riche with money to burn—a fact made abundantly clear by the fleet of luxury cars lining the parking lot outside.

It was around half past three in the afternoon.

Liu Teling arrived at this upscale club accompanied by Chen Yufeng and He Meixuan.

Though Liu Teling’s identity was that of a policewoman, this was merely her hobby. In truth, she was the epitome of a privileged beauty—rich, white-collar, and refined. When it came to entertainment, she was a master of every pursuit, and this club was her regular haunt for relaxation and fun.

He Meixuan was a wealthy heiress, and naturally, she too was a frequent visitor to such establishments.

As for Chen Yufeng, he had previously been something of an everyman, usually patronizing small bars or arcades. This was his first time setting foot in a club of this caliber, and he could not help but feel a surge of excitement.

Big Sister Busty wasn’t exaggerating—this really is a fantastic place, he thought, glancing at the two stunning beauties by his side. Such an experience had once been unimaginable for him.

Chen Yufeng was in high spirits, his face shining with delight.

He Meixuan, equally exhilarated, grinned at Chen Yufeng as they walked. “Little Feng, you came down from the remote mountains, didn’t you? Is this your first time in a place like this?”

“Yes, it is,” he replied.

Since she took him for a mysterious master from the mountains, Chen Yufeng decided to play along and admit it.

“Then let your big sister open your eyes today—let’s have some fun!”

“Oh, sounds good.”

Since he didn’t have to spend a dime and was accompanied by beautiful women, Chen Yufeng was naturally pleased.

Noticing Chen Yufeng’s excitement, He Meixuan felt he was like a country bumpkin visiting the city—a perfect opportunity for her to show off a bit, which made her all the more enthusiastic.

Hmph, you may be good at fighting, skilled in medicine, and unbeatable at dice, but when it comes to having fun, you’ll never outdo me.

“Do you know what people call me here?” she asked.

“How would I know?” Chen Yufeng replied.

“Let me tell you, then—the Princess of the Nightlife. Impressive, isn’t it?” A hint of pride danced on He Meixuan’s face.

“Oh, you’re amazing.”

“Of course!”

Chen Yufeng gave her a thumbs-up, then, with a look of mock embarrassment, said, “I’m a bit more low-key. People usually just call me the Emperor of the Nightlife.”

“Oh, come on! Have you no shame? You’ve never even been here before—your mouth is your only weapon.”

He Meixuan rolled her eyes and gave him a playful punch.

As they joked and bantered, the three of them reached the club’s entrance. Outside stood a crowd of alluring women and handsome young men—staff members specializing in client relations and promotions.

At that moment, a tall, striking young man in a white suit approached them with a cheerful smile. He greeted the three with a handshake, then turned to Liu Teling with a grin.

“Beautiful lady, you’re here again to honor me with your presence. I’m truly flattered. You know, by coincidence, I had a dream last night—I dreamt I traveled back in time and became… well, a eunuch. I was quite upset, but when I saw the empress, I woke up laughing. Can you guess who the empress was?”

“Me, I suppose,” Liu Teling replied, knowing this marketing specialist, Xie Jun, always had a joke prepared to amuse her.

“Exactly—it was you, the stunning empress!” Xie Jun laughed.

Those who could afford to spend here were all major clients. The club’s marketers were seasoned foxes, able to remember every client and their preferences. Their respectful, attentive manner could make any guest feel like royalty.

As a result, the sound of membership cards swiping and money flowing out was ceaseless.

The more the clients spent, the higher the staff’s commission—monthly salaries that far outstripped the average white-collar worker.

Xie Jun, tall, handsome, and silver-tongued, had won over many female clients.

Though Liu Teling wasn’t his most extravagant client, her visits were always generous, and she was quick with tips—so long as she was entertained, gratuities would flow freely.

And with such a beautiful client, Xie Jun was more than happy to keep her amused.

Thus, every time Liu Teling arrived, he would greet her with a joke—an effective way to ensure her loyalty.

“So, what exciting programs do you have today? Tell us about them,” Liu Teling asked, well-versed in the club’s activities and aware that each day brought a featured event.

“Certainly,” Xie Jun replied with a gleam. “Aren’t you a fan of billiards? A world-class snooker player from Country M, named Osney, has been here for several days, undefeated and longing for a worthy opponent.”

“That impressive?”

“Indeed. Today, China’s top snooker prodigy, Li Donghui—known as the country’s number one—will challenge him. Their peak showdown begins in about an hour and a half. In the meantime, would you like to play a few rounds to warm up while you wait for the match?”

“Hmm… Let me ask my friends first.” Such a thrilling snooker match was not to be missed. Liu Teling was eager to play a few warm-up games before watching the contest. She promptly turned to Chen Yufeng and He Meixuan. “What do you say, you two? Shall we play a couple of games first?”

“Sure, let’s do it—whatever you like,” both He Meixuan and Chen Yufeng agreed.

Chen Yufeng was easygoing—any entertainment was welcome.

As they spoke, Xie Jun led the trio enthusiastically toward the billiard room.

Soon, under Xie Jun’s guidance, they arrived at the first-floor billiard room.

The room was enormous, decorated with high-end luxury, and featured fifty or sixty billiard tables. At the very center stood a gold-trimmed table reserved for matches between top players.

All the other tables were open to guests.

Every time Liu Teling visited the club, she would start with a few games in the billiard room to warm up. Her skills were quite impressive—not at the level of professionals, perhaps, but certainly top-tier among amateurs.

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