Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend-Chapter 502: He’s Not a Man!

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Chapter 502: Chapter 502: He’s Not a Man!

After getting in the car, a few people discussed where to go for dinner.

Wanqi Jingyi suggested the restaurant he was accustomed to three years ago, but his two younger brothers informed him that the restaurant had closed down.

Wanqi Yihai proposed going to their own place in the West City to eat, but at this time, driving back would take at least half an hour.

Wanqi Heyang said, "Why not go to Night Paradise?"

Gu Jin’s eyebrows raised slightly upon hearing Night Paradise, his eyes revealing a glowing interest.

"What is Night Paradise?"

The question was asked by Wanqi Jingyi, who had been confused for three years.

Wanqi Yihai explained, "Night Paradise is a club, a high-end entertainment venue that is closed to the public. It operates in a closed manner, and without identity, status, or an introducer, one simply cannot get in."

Gu Jin sat in the back seat, smiling faintly without speaking.

This is what Night Paradise is now, a legitimate club at present.

I remember back in my past life, the year I married into the Liu family, Night Paradise had become a nest of luxury focused on flesh trade.

My understanding is neither too much nor too little; I know that the consumption at Night Paradise is terrifyingly high, that what one spends there in a day is equivalent to a lifetime’s income for an ordinary person, and that it will disappear within five years after the change of management.

Many innermost details are involved, not only illicit business dealings, but seemingly money laundering and other affairs.

"Then shall we go there?"

Wanqi Jingyi asked Gu Jin.

"I’m okay with it."

In my past life, I was the eldest daughter brought back from outside by the Zhen family, holding low status at home with no opportunity to go there.

Later, after marrying into the Liu family, I occasionally went there, but it was also at Night Paradise where I saw the incompetence of my past life husband, who could only rely on external memories to torture other girls for so-called relief.

He could not even be called a man!

After Gu Jin nodded, the car drove slowly toward Night Paradise.

They didn’t know what awaited them there.

It was a bloody massacre!

...

Night Paradise, truly deserving of being Beijing’s top club.

Its external luxurious decorations and internal services are impeccable, making one feel physically and mentally comfortable just standing there.

The group walked into Night Paradise’s lobby, Wanqi Heyang skillfully took out some bills from his wallet and handed them to the waiter who was attending to them.

The waiter accepted it with both hands and led them to a private room in the restaurant upstairs.

They offer dining, entertainment, meetings, and game room services. The restaurant is located upstairs.

The group arrived on the dining floor and entered one of the private rooms.

The prices here are not low, and at this time everyone was hungry, so they just randomly ordered some dishes.

After the waiter left, Wanqi Heyang explained to everyone: "The owner of Night Paradise Club is an American, and the entire decoration here is European style.

Even the sound system in the upstairs karaoke hall was imported directly from the United States, designed and installed by professional sound engineers from the original factory. The effect is absolutely first-class; just the sound equipment in this club’s karaoke hall is valued at nearly a million."

Gu Jin asked, "How many years has this club been operating?"

Wanqi Heyang glanced at Wanqi Jingyi sitting beside him and replied, "Three years."

That was the year when his older brother had health problems.

Gu Jin nodded lightly.

Just three years, and this club only operated in the hands of an American for five years before being transferred to someone else, beginning to decline, and eventually got sealed.

Wanqi Heyang then introduced the types of people who come here, the consumption level, and some of the unspoken rules.

"Knock knock—"

The door was knocked from the outside.

The waiter outside slowly opened the door.