The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 185 The Eighth Son of the Yue Family

"The head of the eight sons of the Yue family?"

Zhao Ming's words made Tang Ling stunned for a moment and said, "What's the matter with the eighth son? Isn't there only two brothers, Yue Ziliang and Yue Zihao, in the direct line of the Yue family?"

"Go in, go in first and talk."

Zhao Ming walked towards the bar with a smile. At the same time, he whistled at a woman with a snow-white mountain at the door and said, "The Yue family has a great cause. The total number of direct and collateral members who have given up is more than 300."

"In addition to those who are older, there are more than 100 people from the younger generation. Yue Ziliang and Yue Zihao can only represent the direct line."

The two talked and walked, and soon came to the hall on the first floor where the music was loud and the lights were bright.

As one of the top ten iconic bars in China Overseas, the various facilities inside the bar can be described as extremely luxurious, with a wide dance floor and valuable lighting and audio equipment.

In addition, the top-level atmosphere team worth millions, twisting postures, hysterical screams and shouts.

Just after entering, Tang Ling could already feel the strong hormonal aura that spread rapidly in the air like never before.

After a quick glance, I saw many men and women hiding in the shadows and clinging to each other under the flickering lights and blaring music.

"Let's go, it's too noisy down here, let's go to the second floor!"

Knowing that Tang Ling was not too interested in noisy places, Zhao Ming led Tang Ling to the second floor.

It is said that the second floor is actually equivalent to the fourth and fifth floors in other places. There are professional massage technicians here, and the two found a box with a minimum consumption of 30 million and walked in.

"Want a massage? Can I arrange one for you?"

As Zhao Ming said, he couldn't help showing a wretched look on his face: "The Yue family's wrists are strong enough, even if you want celebrity services, it's fine, as long as that celebrity is in Zhonghai today."

"Massage is fine, but nothing else."

Tang Ling knew what Zhao Ming was thinking, so he nodded in agreement: "Give me the list, and I'll choose..."

Soon, a woman dressed as Yujie came in with a tablet, and when she saw Zhao Ming, she smiled even happier than seeing her own father.

"Ming Shao, these days, it's rare."

Sister Yu handed the tablet to Zhao Ming with a smile all over her face and said, "Young Master Ming has discovered some new place to go, and he has forgotten about our place."

"I want to come too, but unfortunately my strength doesn't allow me!"

Zhao Ming is also very familiar with holding Yujie in his arms: "I have to throw in at least one million yuan once I come here. With my strength, I really can't allow it to come every day!"

"This is my boss, please introduce me to which artists can be arranged today..."

Upon hearing Zhao Ming's words, Sister Yu got up quickly, and came to Tang Ling with an immodest but polite smile. She opened another application on the tablet with her finger, and after entering the password, photos appeared one after another.

"Good guy, but there are a lot of people."

Tang Ling looked at the TV one after another, and the female stars who often appeared chose a popular one, saying: "Just her, massage first, and let's talk about the others..."

After Sister Yu left, Tang Ling motioned to Zhao Ming to continue: "Continue to tell us what happened to the eighth son of the Yue family? Is he the eight heir of the Yue family's collateral line?"

"good."

Zhao Ming nodded, and said: "In addition to the direct line of the Patriarch, the Yue family has eight other collateral lines, that is, eight families."

"These eight houses are in charge of the eight major branches of the Taiyue Group. They can be regarded as the eight pillars of the Yue family."

"Direct lineage and collateral lineage."

Tang Ling reached out to take the wine glass that Zhao Ming handed over and said, "In general families, the direct line and the collateral line are mostly incompatible, and the Yue family should be the same. Find a way to find out and see the relationship between them."

Now that they have already started to cut flesh from Yue's family, cutting off one piece is an offense, and cutting two more pieces is also not a disadvantage.

For Tang Ling, a Hanguang hotel chain with only about 30 billion yuan was not enough to satisfy him, let alone he wanted to take advantage of this change in the Yue family.

Let yourself completely own it, and then collect the capital of all factions in the entire Zhonghai martial arts world.

"By the way, boss."

Zhao Ming suddenly thought of the same thing, and said, "Since that Koenigsegg is here, it means that Yue Zhongshen, the leader of the eight sons, should also be here, do you want to get in touch with him?"

"What is the specific situation inside the Yue family, you should be able to know something by talking to him..."

"Okay, you can arrange it."

Tang Ling nodded, and then I lit a cigarette and looked through the one-way glass in the room to look at the men and women who were left in the hall, letting go and twisting their bodies to release their passion.

Not long after Zhao Ming left, the door of the box opened again, and Yu Jie, who was in charge of receiving them just now, walked in with a beautiful woman wearing a mask.

After taking off the mask, Tang Ling saw this face that often appeared on TV.

When Tang Ling changed his clothes and enjoyed the hands-on service of the goddess in the eyes of everyone, Zhao Ming had already arrived at the bar counter in the lobby on the first floor.

"Mix a cup of Ice Flame!"

As one of the regular customers here, Zhao Ming said directly: "Let your manager come over, I have something to talk to him about."

The wages here are not low, and the staff selected are naturally flexible.

Although the bartender didn't know Zhao Ming, he could tell Zhao Ming's extraordinaryness from his words and demeanor, so he picked up the walkie-talkie and notified the manager, Qu Wenjing.

Sometimes, you don't want to make trouble, but trouble will come to you.

Especially in bars, with the influence of alcohol and atmosphere, many people will become inflated and indifferent.

For example, at this moment, just as Zhao Ming ordered Yu Huo Bing Yan, another man sitting next to him took a fancy to it.

"Brother, your glass of wine is not bad, what's your name?"

Zhao Ming glanced at him, and then said to the bartender: "The same wine, make him a glass..."

Maybe it was Zhao Ming's courtesy, or it was the ultimate effect, the man didn't just let it go, but directly took the cup from Zhao Ming's face.

"Gudong!"

In front of Zhao Ming, this guy drank down the small amount of wine in one gulp.

After drinking, an intoxicated look appeared on the man's face, he let out a sigh, and then said with disdain: "What rubbish, it's not as strong as my vodka..."

Hearing this, Zhao Ming also laughed angrily.

Grabbing the man who was about to leave, he threw his hands away according to his face and said, "Damn it, it's fine to drink my wine, and why do you think my wine is garbage?"

"If you don't let you have a long memory today, will you go to heaven in the future?"

At the same time, after seeing his companion being beaten, the other people who were walking with the man immediately surrounded him, and they all had wine bottles in their hands...

(End of this chapter)