Growth-type Super Rich

Chapter 320 - 228: Who Isn’t a Baby Nowadays?

Principal Wang had known Gu Bai for so long, he knew that Gu Bai was starting to get angry at this moment, and quickly blocked Gu Bai’s way, whispering, "Don’t be impulsive, he’s just here to stir things up."

Gu Bai gave Principal Wang a faint smile and said nothing.

Of course, he knew that He Zongfu was here to make trouble. The nightclub industry was a mixed bag, and that didn’t just apply to the customers; the workers were the same. Since Black Swan Club opened, he knew it would definitely not be peaceful, but enduring humiliation was definitely not Gu Bai’s style. With a system backing him, why should he play games with a so-called second-generation rich kid?

Speaking of background, which second-generation kid’s background could be bigger than the system?

"Young Master He, right? This is our first meeting today, but as the old saying goes, a meeting makes a friend. Today is Black Swan Club’s opening, as you can see, it’s really busy, so forgive us if anything was lacking. Di Li Ruo Ba is a friend I invited to stand in for promotion. Since she doesn’t want to drink, no one can force her.

If you’re willing to show some face, I’ll personally drink with you and consider us friends, and this will be the end of it.

If you’re not willing, that’s okay too. The Capital City isn’t big and we’ll have plenty of chances to meet. No need to get worked up over such a small issue, don’t you think?"

Gu Bai thought that he had spoken rather politely, but after He Zongfu heard it, his eyes instantly turned gloomy.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Where did you see that I’m threatening you?"

"Then what if today I insist that Di Li Ruo Ba accompanies me for a drink, what are you going to do?"

Gu Bai heard his words, lightly laughed, slowly walked forward, patted his face, and pointed to the dozen security guards at the booth entrance and said, "See that? A dozen big guys, it shouldn’t be a problem to send you out, right?

Don’t forget, I’m not reminding you; these celebrities came with quite a few paparazzi. If you don’t want to see the tabloids tomorrow with headlines like ’Capital City Scion He Zongfu Thrown Out of Club,’ feel free to continue making a scene with me."

He Zongfu originally thought he had Gu Bai and Principal Wang pegged, thinking they wouldn’t dare to make a big scene on opening day, so he acted so arrogantly and recklessly.

But he calculated Principal Wang’s mentality as an insider second-generation, yet overlooked Gu Bai.

Gu Bai wasn’t any kind of saint, rules meant nothing to him. Facing top bosses like Elder Xun and Elder Tu, he acted like a well-behaved boy, but when facing people like Zhu Hongye, and previously Lu Mao, he never considered the rules, possessing the ability to trample them.

Maybe if He Zongfu’s father came, Gu Bai would give some face and back down a bit, but for a second-generation, the face Gu Bai was willing to give had reached its limit.

He Zongfu pushed Gu Bai away, coldly said, "If you’ve got the guts, I can make sure you open today and close tomorrow. If you don’t believe me, we can give it a try."

Gu Bai lightly laughed and applauded.

"As expected of a Capital City scion, your words carry weight. I believe it, of course, I do. But how many days can you shut me down? My club has investments totaling over a billion, even if you shut it down, I wouldn’t bat an eye."

Principal Wang, seeing that the two were clearly getting serious, quickly stepped forward and said, "Opening a nightclub is just for fun, no need to get unhappy over such a small issue."

Gu Bai shrugged, looking indifferent, "I have no problem at all, but Young Master He seems to be jumping up; claiming territory? Worried I’m taking your share? Honestly, Young Master He, you didn’t have to do this; friends who hang out know my personality, I’m not the kind who hogs everything. If you’re really upset, you could have just told me, I own 40% of Black Swan Club, just say the word, and I’ll transfer 20% to you, just a few hundred million, right? Everyone here can witness it, as long as you call me Brother Bai, I’ll contact the lawyer immediately. What do you think?"

Gu Bai’s pretend-to-care expression thoroughly angered He Zongfu.

But in such a public place, He Zongfu couldn’t very well lose his temper so plainly, and just coldly said, "Indeed, just a few hundred million, then you try to see what a closed club can be worth."

Upon saying this, he directly kicked over the table, and several tens of thousands in fine wines fell to the ground.

As He Zongfu was about to leave, Gu Bai gestured to the security at the door, and they firmly surrounded the booth without leaving the slightest gap.

Seeing this scene, He Zongfu was suddenly a bit frightened; although he was arrogant, he relied on his background, not because he thought he was Yip Man and could beat ten guys on his own.

Looking at the more than a dozen of towering security guards in front, He Zongfu turned back, coldly yet with latent panic, "Gu Bai, what’s the meaning of this? Want to keep me here? I advise you to think about the consequences before you act."

"Don’t worry, I, Gu Bai, at least have an official title of a young leader over my head; I wouldn’t do something like unlawful detention. But since Young Master He likes company when drinking, as the host, I have to satisfy this hobby, right?"

After finishing, he signaled to Gu Yi who was standing aside, and Gu Yi immediately understood Gu Bai’s intent and "invited" He Zongfu over.

Even a small industrial machine might not be as strong as Gu Yi, let alone a mortal body like He Zongfu’s, half-corroded by indulgence, utterly unable to resist.