They followed Han Wendong deep into the first floor of the nightclub to a private booth. Chen Ye took a moment to scout the emergency exit. It seemed this inconspicuous corner was the most strategic spot in the place; if there were any sign of trouble, one could make a quick getaway through that door.
In this day and age, aside from high-end spots like Heaven on Earth that one couldn't afford, the various small and medium-sized nightclubs were places where, if you could think it up, they could offer it. Han Wendong had told him once before about going to one with a boss, spending 5.88 million in a single night—and that was in 2002. Imagine the scale of that. Chen Ye had asked if the place was inlaid with gold or diamonds, but Han Wendong just shook his head, saying it wasn't that superficial. Still, Chen Ye couldn't fathom spending 5.88 million just for one night at a club. Even if you were printing money, you couldn't burn it that fast.
"Brother Chen, don't just stand there. Come in and sit. Seriously, let me tell you, when you’re out having a good time, you’ve got to let loose. I’ve got some fresh college students here, no one has touched them yet. Don’t bother going home tonight; just take two of them and stay on the third floor."
Chapter 136