"TAXX, won't it be too expensive?"
An Ya hesitated slightly.
She had also heard of this bar's reputation.
TAXX Bar in Shanghai could be said to be the largest bar in terms of area.
Three thousand square meters.
It had a total of seventy booths.
Industrial-style decor and a twelve-meter-long bar counter.
Once it opened, it became the most popular spot around.
It had set the record for the most expensive booth in Asian nightclubs.
A booth was hard to come by even with a minimum spend of 100,000.
Even now... a minimum spend of twenty to thirty thousand is required to reserve a table, and on Fridays and Saturdays, forty to fifty thousand is needed to lock down a booth.
She had quite a few colleagues.
A whole flight crew of Flight Attendants numbered nearly ten.
If they went to TAXX, a night's consumption would be at least over a hundred thousand.
"They were just joking. Even if we go to a bar, we can just choose one with slightly cheaper prices."
An Ya said, "And today is the weekend. This time of night is when TAXX is at its peak; there probably aren't any spots left."
"It's fine, just send them the address."
Zhou Xing parked the car by the roadside, his right hand naturally resting on An Ya's smooth thigh, gently stroking it.
His left hand picked up his phone.
On the WeChat page, there was a new friend request.
It was indeed from Zhang Yan.
Accepted.
"Ding-dong."
Not long after he accepted, Zhang Yan sent a message.
"Mr. Zhou, please look after me in the future. You can contact me for any financial questions, and for any needs in your daily life, I am also on standby at any time."
Needs in daily life... Zhou Xing chuckled; he'd talk about that 'later'.
Without hesitation, he dialed Zhang Yan's number.
The call was quickly connected.
"Mr. Zhou, is there anything I can help you with?"
As Zhou Xing's Private Secretary, Zhang Yan had obviously already saved his number in her contacts.
"Please help me book a booth at TAXX for tonight."
Zhou Xing himself hadn't expected to be dealing with Zhang Yan again so soon.
It was somewhat difficult for ordinary people to book a booth at TAXX at this time.
He believed that with the bank's power, there would definitely be a way.
Beside him, An Ya's red lips parted slightly.
Ultra-high-end VIP service gained from a five hundred million us dollar deposit, and he's using it to book a bar booth?
Perhaps this was just the ordinary life of the rich.
"Certainly."
Zhang Yan sounded very calm: "Do you have any requirements for the location?"
"Just find a booth that's a bit larger."
"Understood."
Zhang Yan replied: "I will handle it immediately. It should be booked in about five minutes. Mr. Zhou, after you arrive, just give them your name and phone number."
"Thanks."
"You are too polite, Mr. Zhou. This is all part of my duty."
Zhou Xing hung up the phone, set the navigation to TAXX, and started the car again.
His hand didn't move from An Ya's thigh as he asked calmly, "Did you send them the address?"
"I sent it. They should be there in about half an hour."
An Ya said while enduring the strange sensation coming from her thigh.
Although she felt a bit embarrassed that a joke from her colleagues had led Zhou Xing to book TAXX.
However, when she sent the news to the colleague group chat just now, it immediately triggered a frenzy.
"It's actually TAXX! The minimum spend there is tens of thousands!"
"Today is Saturday, it probably won't cost less than a hundred thousand!"
"I didn't expect An Ya's boyfriend to be so generous. Rich and handsome—An Ya's luck is just too good."
"Thanks to An Ya! I've always wanted to check it out, but it's just too expensive; I simply couldn't afford it."
"I wonder if we'll see the Little Cheetah inside!"
"Today is another day of envying An Ya!"
"..."
Looking at their messages, An Ya rarely didn't refute them.
Glancing sideways at Zhou Xing, who was driving quietly, her vanity was greatly satisfied.
After witnessing Zhou Xing's strength.
What she was considering now was no longer whether to agree to be Zhou Xing's girlfriend.
But whether Zhou Xing would go all the way with her and step into the marriage hall.
The blue big bull under the night sky was like a blue ghost, cutting through the horizon.
In less than twenty minutes of driving.
The car arrived at the main gate of TAXX.
Before even stepping into TAXX, a deafening and heart-pounding dynamic DJ set could be heard from inside.
At this time, the place was already overcrowded.
Luxury cars were everywhere.
BMW, Mercedes-Benz... were already considered low-tier here.
porsche had become the mainstream.
Of course, a few Ferraris could also be seen.
Zhou Xing's lamborghini aventador was still the absolute protagonist.
He glanced at the parking lot at the entrance.
The spots were basically all full.
Zhou Xing frowned. Even if there were a spot, it would be hard for a novice like him to park in it.
Wasn't this making things difficult for him, Zhou?
He didn't bother with it anymore and parked the car directly next to the main gate.
The security guard, who had been directing traffic, glanced at the car.
Then he silently brought over a few traffic cones and surrounded the car with them.
Zhou Xing got out of the car, then stuffed the keys and several red bills into the guard's hand: "Thanks. When a parking spot opens up later, please help me park it in."
To avoid the situation at Yangfang Hotpot last time, he had withdrawn some cash and put it in the car today.
Cigarettes build bridges, wine paves the road.
But nothing is more practical than cold, hard cash!
Looking at the stack of bills, the guard hurriedly took them and said respectfully to Zhou Xing, "No need for the trouble, Boss. Don't worry, just leave it parked here; I'll keep an eye on it for you."
Zhou Xing didn't insist and stuffed the keys into his pocket.
Just then.
Another black Mercedes-Benz followed suit and also parked next to Zhou Xing's car.
Seeing this, the guard quickly stepped forward to stop it: "Sir, sorry, you can't park here."
The driver of the Mercedes was also a young man. He pointed at the Lamborghini somewhat indignantly and said, "Why is he allowed to park here?"
The guard looked at the Lamborghini and then at the Mercedes.
Don't you have any idea in your heart why someone else can park here?
He's countless times richer than you, and he's so polite to guards like us and generous too.
You don't give a cent but still want to park here.
At least see if you're qualified!
Though he cursed many times in his heart, the guard kept a smile on his face: "Sir, this is a special case. According to our regulations here, parking is not allowed. Please find a parking spot."
The guard stood there, looking completely unyielding.
The young man had no choice but to drive away, grumbling.
Zhou Xing chuckled at the scene and then led An Ya toward the main entrance.
A promoter had already seen Zhou Xing arriving in a Lamborghini and came up to him eagerly: "Hello, sir. Do you have a reservation?"
"Yes, my surname is Zhou."
Zhou Xing then gave the last few digits of his phone number.
The promoter checked it and then looked up in surprise: "You are Mr. Zhou?"
He bowed several times in succession and then said with a face full of smiles: "Mr. Zhou, this way please. The booth is ready, I'll take you there."
Just now... the owner of the bar had suddenly sent them a message.
Someone had booked a booth at TAXX.
And instructed them absolutely not to be negligent and to serve them well.
Although the reason wasn't stated.
All the Staff Members knew that someone who could be singled out by the owner like this was definitely not someone they could afford to offend.
Every one of them perked up.
They didn't expect it to be this young man in front of them.
The promoter led the way with utmost respect. Although Zhou Xing was somewhat puzzled by the promoter's attitude, he roughly guessed that Zhang Yan must have used some connections and resources to book this booth.
That's why the promoter was acting this way.
Entering the main doors of TAXX.
What caught the eye was a wall lined with ace of spades bottles.
Multicolor ace of spades.
It was truly shocking.
The promoter led the way, passing through the dance floor and booths, arriving at the innermost position.
He pointed to the central-most booth and said, "This is the spot you booked."
Zhou Xing looked at the most spacious booth, number 000.
Right in front was the DJ stage. It occupied the place with the best view in the entire bar, and it was absolutely no problem to accommodate dozens of people.
It was almost like overlooking the whole venue.
Excluding private rooms, it was the booth with the best location.
However, compared to private rooms, the atmosphere of the bar could be better felt at a booth.
Rubbing his temples with a bit of a headache, he had told Zhang Yan to just book any booth casually.
He didn't expect to get number 000 right away.
But it was no big deal. He turned to the promoter, pulled out six red bills, and handed them to him: "Alright, I got it."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou. I wish you a pleasant time!"
The promoter took the bills, and the smile on his face became even more sincere.
After bowing repeatedly, he left.
Zhou Xing and An Ya sat down. A man wearing a white shirt and black trousers came forward: "Hello, Mr. Zhou. I am the supervisor here. You can just call me Xiao Wang."
The supervisor finished speaking, then took out the drink menu and spread it out in front of Zhou Xing: "Mr. Zhou, this is the drink menu. See what you need?"
From beginning to end, he didn't mention anything about the booth's minimum spend.
For someone who could book this spot and be singled out for special attention by the owner, they wouldn't care about the so-called minimum spend at all.
Zhou Xing scanned the drink menu. Not knowing much about these things, he directly closed the menu.
Turning to the supervisor, he said, "You handle the arrangements for me. There'll be about ten people."
"Certainly."
The supervisor took the menu and then asked, "I wonder what amount you're planning for the drinks?"
"What do you think is appropriate?"
Zhou Xing asked back.
He hadn't really gone to bars in his previous life, and this was his first time here in this life.
He wasn't very clear about the spending inside.
The supervisor pondered for a moment: "Around a hundred thousand would be enough. I'll bring out a variety for you. You can see which wine satisfies you, and then just call me."
"A hundred thousand..."
Zhou Xing frowned slightly, then said indifferently, "Let's double it. Make it two hundred thousand."