Chapter 63: Night in the Magic City—This Is What High Society Truly Means!

Arthur Chen raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.
"Oh, really? Then I truly must experience it."

Led by a group of models, Arthur Chen and his two companions stepped into the Night of Shanghai.

The interior was pitch black, resembling a cinema. Aside from the guiding lights, it looked no different from the dead of night, and not a single ray of external sunlight could pierce through.

"Operations here start at four in the afternoon and clear out at six in the morning," Li Wenwu explained as they walked.
"However, the night sessions are just for wealthy young kids to play around. The real action happens during the day, hidden in the shadows."

Arthur Chen chuckled.
"Director Li, I never would have guessed you were so well-versed in this."

Li Wenwu smiled sheepishly.
"In our line of work, attending certain occasions is sometimes unavoidable. Besides, President Zhang and I are friends; it's only natural for me to come play."

Arthur Chen asked with some curiosity, "What kind of programs do they have for the daytime main sessions?"

Li Wenwu smiled faintly. "Anything you can imagine, and things you can't."

Chatting as they walked, the group quickly descended the stairs to the second underground level.

Seeing that they were heading further underground, Wu Yufei asked with curiosity, "Hey, how can a nightclub even have an underground level?"

Li Wenwu explained with a hint of pride in his tone, "The daytime programs are all underground. Because these activities aren't entirely aboveboard, they are kept very covert. We hold them in the day because the venue is basically closed to the public then, and undercover agents won't make unannounced visits, making it much safer."

Hearing this, Wu Yufei's eyes widened in amazement.
"You can even do that? As expected, the world of the truly wealthy is beyond our imagination."

Arthur Chen appeared much more composed. He had heard of such nightclubs back in Kyoto, but due to his family's strict supervision, he had never had the chance to visit. Today, he was finally crossing a small wish off his list.

Soon, the group arrived in front of an office door.

"Everyone, President Zhang is inside. Please go in." The guide bowed to Li Wenwu and the others before leaving.

Li Wenwu knocked on the door, and a man's voice came from within:
"Director Li, come on in."

Pushing the door open, Arthur Chen and Wu Yufei instantly wore expressions of astonishment.

Because what met their eyes was simply too extravagant!

The office alone spanned four to five hundred square meters! It was fully equipped with audio and lighting systems, and even featured several private booth seating areas.

"My god, is this an office?" Wu Yufei couldn't help but ask in a hushed, surprised tone.
"Honey, this is way too exaggerated..."

Arthur Chen was also quite startled; he truly hadn't expected such profound sophistication hidden within!

Upon entering, they saw a plump man stand up from the sofa and laugh.
"Director Li, I've got the drinks all prepared. You're finally here."

The chubby man was none other than Zhang Ao, the owner of the nightclub.

Zhang Ao warmly greeted Li Wenwu, then glanced at Arthur Chen and Wu Yufei, his face lighting up with pleasant surprise.
"Well, well, isn't this Young Master Chen and the famous star Wu Yufei?!"
"Oh? Director Li, the friends you mentioned are these two?"

Extremely hospitable, Zhang Ao walked over to welcome the pair.

Arthur Chen remained very modest, speaking respectfully, "President Zhang, it's an absolute honor to meet you."

Wu Yufei was equally enthusiastic and deferential. "Hello, President Zhang."

Li Wenwu chuckled. "President Zhang, let's sit down and talk."

Zhang Ao was momentarily stunned, then burst into hearty laughter.
"Look at me, lacking in manners and completely forgetting to offer you a seat. Come, come, come, Young Master Chen, have a seat. Sister Hong, open two bottles."

Standing nearby was a woman standing one meter seventy-eight tall. She wore a long red dress with a high slit along the thigh, revealing slender legs with fair, creamy skin, exuding an air of deep charm.

Sister Hong was Zhang Ao's personal secretary and also the general manager of the Night of Shanghai.

"Here, Director Li, Young Master Chen, Miss Wu, let me pour the drinks."

Sister Hong was nearly thirty years old, but her skin was remarkably youthful, and the mature elegance she possessed was something young girls could never rival.

After pouring drinks for everyone, Sister Hong naturally seated herself beside Zhang Ao. Her graceful demeanor during conversation made it hard to believe she was a woman emerging from a nightclub.

Zhang Ao chuckled. "I've long heard that Young Master Chen is a talented youth of great accomplishment. Meeting you today, your extraordinary bearing truly lives up to the reputation! I'm not much with words, so it's all in the drink."

With that, Zhang Ao picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp.

Witnessing Zhang Ao's style and mannerisms, Wu Yufei couldn't help but feel a sliver of doubt. Was this really a nightclub owner and a local heavyweight lord of Shanghai?
Why did he look more and more like a boorish brute?

Weren't underworld bosses supposed to be tailored, refined, and deeply calculating...
Zhang Ao looked precisely like a bandit from Mount Liang.

Arthur Chen picked up his glass and offered continuous praise.
"President Zhang, what a drinker you are. I simply can't compare."

Despite his words, Arthur Chen drained his glass as well, his respect for Zhang Ao not diminishing by a fraction.

Because Arthur Chen knew that someone who appeared as rough and unrefined as Zhang Ao was only putting on a surface display. A prominent societal heavyweight holding territory in Shanghai could never be a mere simpleton; otherwise, how could he have attained such a position?

Zhang Ao's exterior was merely an act for outsiders.

"Director Li, you introduced two friends to me today. Surely it's not just to hang out and play, right?" After three rounds of drinks, Zhang Ao proactively steered the conversation to the main point.
"I heard that Miss Wu and Young Master Chen recently had an unpleasant fallout with Yang Mi, which also involved Yu Liu and the Peace Hotel incident. When Director Li came looking for me, it wouldn't happen to be about this matter, would it?"

Since Zhang Ao had laid it out in the open, Li Wenwu smiled and said, "President Zhang guessed it all. Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush anymore. Coming to see President Zhang today, I want to trouble you to find a few people to tamper with things while Yang Mi is filming, and make her leave the entertainment industry forever."

Hearing this, Zhang Ao showed no trace of surprise. He calmly replied, "Director Li, getting rid of an ordinary person isn't difficult, but Yang Mi is, after all, a public figure. The conflict between you two is currently blazing across the internet, drawing massive public attention. Making a move at this juncture is a bit risky."

Zhang Ao neither refused nor agreed.

Li Wenwu knew in his heart that Zhang Ao was angling for conditions.

He understood Zhang Ao well. Despite his booming voice and resemblance to a man of passion, Zhang Ao was deeply cunning inside. Without sufficient profit, he would never take risks.

"Haha, President Zhang, with your methods and connections, finding a few professionals to handle this shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Li Wenwu poured Zhang Ao another glass of wine.
"President Zhang, how about we allocate thirty percent of the film's profits to you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Yufei was instantly startled, looking at Li Wenwu in sheer disbelief!

A thirty percent profit share?
Has Director Li lost his mind?!

If this movie made thirty million, Zhang Ao alone would pocket nine million! That was far too much to give away!

Yet, Zhang Ao's expression remained calm as he said faintly, "Let's make it forty percent."

Li Wenwu's expression darkened slightly, visibly straining under the demand.

Noticing the shift in Li Wenwu's expression, Zhang Ao smiled faintly.
"What I can guarantee is that Yang Mi will never be able to show her face in public for the rest of her life."