Chapter 279: Hardcore Freeloading

Chapter 279: Chapter 279: Hardcore Freeloading

Of course, Jiang Fan understood. While Manager Zhou had been disrespectful to him at first, as a member of the clubhouse staff, it was understandable that he would intervene when a problem arose.

"What’s going on?"

Just then, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open again, and a deep voice called out.

The man who entered had a look of displeasure on his face. After stepping inside, his eyes swept across the room.

"Boss!"

Manager Zhou said at once, his tone extremely respectful upon seeing the newcomer.

"Nalan!"

Jiang Fan saw that the person who had pushed open the door was none other than Nalan Jia.

"What... what’s going on here?" Nalan Jia asked, surprised.

Manager Zhou hurried to Nalan Jia’s side and whispered something in his ear.

Nalan Jia’s expression was a sight to behold as he listened to Manager Zhou’s hushed explanation, his eyes sweeping across the entire room. "Nalan, don’t tell me you own this Great Wall Clubhouse?" Jiang Fan asked.

Nalan Jia gave an awkward smile, having obviously figured out the current situation.

"Jiang, I didn’t expect we’d meet again. I do own the Great Wall Clubhouse. My men are ignorant, so please forgive us for any poor hospitality."

Nalan Jia’s tone softened considerably. He glanced at Hua Qinyun and Dong Shaojie, then gave them a friendly look.

’After all, I can’t afford to offend a single person here.’

"Nalan, I really didn’t expect this to be your clubhouse. It looks like we’ve caused you trouble today."

"Jiang, don’t say that. I’m not sure what the dispute is between all of you, but is there anything I can do to help?"

"That won’t be necessary. It’s already been handled," Jiang Fan said coolly.

He then turned to look at Dong Shaojie.

"Listen up. Breaking your limbs this time is just a small lesson. I’m letting you off one more time, and this is the last time. If you dare harass me or my friends again, I guarantee it won’t be as simple as a few broken bones. Is that clear?"

"Perfectly clear, Fan! I know I was wrong!" Dong Shaojie said hastily.

Jiang Fan paid Dong Shaojie no more mind and turned to Hua Qinyun.

"Young Master Hua, thank you for your help today. I’ll remember this favor. If you ever need my help in the future, don’t hesitate to ask."

"Jiang, please don’t say that. It was nothing at all."

Hua Qinyun was instantly flattered and replied hastily.

He, however, was secretly overjoyed. With Jiang Fan’s promise, he felt this trip to the Great Wall Clubhouse hadn’t been in vain.

’Even if it means offending the Dong Family, I’ve now latched onto a powerful backer like Jiang Fan, and by extension, Li Jiaxiang. What’s the insignificant Dong Family in comparison?’

Seeing this, Jiang Fan had no desire to linger at the clubhouse any longer.

"Nalan, my apologies for today’s incident. Please excuse the trouble. I’ll be on my way now!"

Jiang Fan exchanged a few more pleasantries with Nalan Jia and Hua Qinyun before leaving the Great Wall Clubhouse with Wu Qiang.

"Fan, you’ve really made something of yourself. I could tell those guys back there were no small fries, yet they were so respectful to you. You’ve really flown up the branch and become a phoenix."

"Qiang, what the hell are you talking about? You make it sound like I’m some kind of gigolo," Jiang Fan said with a bitter laugh.

"Ever since you hooked up with that rich woman, haven’t you been a gigolo? And you’re the most successful gigolo I’ve ever seen!"

"Enough! Qiang, I should’ve just shown up later and let that guy beat you to death first."

Wu Qiang chuckled, and Jiang Fan added, "Alright, I’d better get you to a clinic. Your face is swollen up like a pig’s head."

As they talked, the two of them left the clubhouse.

Jiang Fan was about to hail a taxi, but just as he and Wu Qiang reached the clubhouse entrance, a car horn blared. A moment later, a BMW pulled up in front of them, and the window rolled down.

"Su Qingci?"

Jiang Fan was surprised. ’I can’t believe she hasn’t left. I was in there for so long, and she was actually waiting for me outside.’

"Get in!"

Jiang Fan glanced around the street before motioning for Wu Qiang to get in the car.

Wu Qiang stared at Su Qingci and her flashy BMW, then shot Jiang Fan an envious look and gave him a thumbs-up.

"Where to?" Su Qingci asked after they got in.

"Let’s just find any clinic for now. He needs some anti-inflammatory medicine and some liniment for the bruises," Jiang Fan said.

Wu Qiang’s face was black and blue, but they were all just superficial wounds.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

"Miss Su, you can go ahead and leave. My friend and I can just grab a taxi later."

Su Qingci didn’t insist. Hearing this, she nodded and said, "Alright. It looks like you two are fine, so I’ll be on my way!"

Jiang Fan thanked her, then got out of the car with Wu Qiang and walked toward the clinic.

"Fan, you’ve really made it big now. Where did you learn those moves? And hooking up with so many rich women, too."

"What do you mean, ’hooking up with rich women’?"

"Are you telling me you have nothing to do with that girl just now? I saw the way she looked at you, it wasn’t normal. And you can tell at a glance she’s another bona fide rich woman."

"Alright, you should probably worry more about yourself. Your nose is bleeding again."

Wu Qiang chuckled and followed Jiang Fan into the clinic.

After an examination, it was confirmed that Wu Qiang had no serious injuries, just some superficial wounds that would heal up in a few days with some ointment and rest.

"Qiang, I’m sorry about what happened. I’ve transferred ten thousand yuan to you. Take the next couple of days to rest up. Once I’m done with my business, I’ll come find you and we can catch up properly."

"Holy shit, what do you take me for?" Wu Qiang pulled out his phone and saw that Jiang Fan had indeed transferred ten thousand yuan to him.

"If you see me as a friend, you’ll take the money. Otherwise, my conscience won’t be clear."

"For a few minor scrapes? Is this really necessary?"

"Come on, since you already know I’m living off a rich woman, this ten thousand is nothing to me. Don’t forget your old friends when you get rich, right?"

Wu Qiang was about to say something else, but just then, Jiang Fan’s phone suddenly started ringing.

Quick as a flash, Jiang Fan seized the opportunity while Wu Qiang was distracted. He snatched his phone, hit the accept payment button, and then answered his own call, giving Wu Qiang no chance to react.

"Hello?"

"Jiang Fan, where are you?"

The voice on the other end of the line was Yin Ruxue’s.

"Me? I had a personal matter to attend to, so I left. Didn’t I send you and Manager Li a message?"

Jiang Fan glanced at the time. It was already seven in the evening, well past quitting time.