My Ares Son-in-Law

Jiang Xuanxuan's fingers, which were under the table, curled slightly. She was secretly amazed and looked at Zhou Hao with more inquiry and recognition in her eyes.

She truly hadn't expected that Zhou Hao would actually have such connections in this western region. She had previously thought Xiao Chen looked composed, but compared to Zhou Hao, they were worlds apart—one was like the bright moon in the clouds, and the other was like dust on the roadside.

After her thoughts raced through her mind, Jiang Xuanxuan had already made up her mind:
It seems that if I can get along better with Zhou Hao when I'm working in the western region, I can rely on his relationship to make things go smoothly and avoid many detours.

Although she didn't dislike Xiao Chen and was usually quite polite to him, to be fair, Xiao Chen really didn't have any outstanding skills. Compared to someone like Zhou Hao, who could wield considerable influence in the local area, he was far inferior.

On the other side, the tall, upright man in a black suit remained respectful, bowing slightly, and led the group to the door of the magnificent VIP room at the end of the corridor.

The doors to the private rooms were carved with intricate patterns, and the gilded nameplates gleamed with an air of nobility under the lights, clearly indicating that this was not a place for ordinary people.

After stopping, the man in black took out a registration book with a gold-embossed cover from his briefcase, held it with both hands, and handed it directly to Xiao Chen, his tone respectful and gentle:

"Sir, please sign your name to confirm so that we can register and file it later."

No one knew that this top-tier private room was specially reserved for Xiao Chen by the club. There were very few places in the entire western region that deserved such a solemn treatment from the club.

According to the rules, the person who reserved the room must sign to confirm its use beforehand. If someone else were to sign it, it would cause chaos and be unfair to the mysterious guest.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, calmly took the pen, and just as his fingertips touched the barrel, preparing to sign, a shrill and arrogant voice suddenly broke the silence.

"Wait! Put down the pen!"

Zhou Hao's face was gloomy as he strode forward, his eyes filled with displeasure and contempt.

Before Xiao Chen could react, she snatched the pen and register from his hand, flicked her wrist, and wrote her name in a flamboyant and deliberately ostentatious manner at the signature area.

After signing, he turned sharply to Xiao Chen and rebuked him, "Xiao Chen, don't you have any self-awareness? Don't you know who booked the private room? Don't you know your place? What gives you the right to sign here!"

The man in black was momentarily stunned by this sudden turn of events. His fingers tightened around his briefcase, and he looked up at Xiao Chen with a questioning gaze, as if to say:
Sir, should I drag this arrogant fellow out right now to avoid offending your eyes?

Xiao Chen, however, seemed completely unaffected by Zhou Hao's provocation. He remained calm and composed, smiling faintly and speaking in a peaceful tone: "It's alright, let him sign if he wants to."

His fingers tapped lightly at his sides, a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashing in his eyes... He wanted to see how Zhou Hao, this clown, would clean up his act later.

If the other party wants to play, then play along to the end.

As the old saying goes, if you want to destroy someone, you must first make them go mad.

The more arrogant Zhou Hao is now, the harder he'll fall later; that contrast will be truly satisfying.

Soon, everyone entered the private room and took their seats. The interior of the room was breathtakingly luxurious. Crystal chandeliers reflected dazzling light, the leather sofas were soft and comfortable, and the calligraphy and paintings on the walls were clearly the work of famous artists, exuding understated elegance everywhere.

Zhou Hao deliberately put on airs, solicitously arranging for Jiang Xuanxuan to sit in the main seat, while he sat next to her, occasionally offering her his attentions.

Xiao Chen was deliberately ignored by him and sat alone in a corner, looking somewhat out of place. Only Jiang Xuanxuan would occasionally turn her head and say a few words to him symbolically, her tone carrying a hint of aloofness.

Before long, waiters in uniform filed in carrying trays, and one after another, exquisite dishes were placed on the table, their aroma instantly filling the entire private room and making everyone's mouths water.

The ingredients for each dish are extremely carefully selected. Top-quality abalone with a soft center, large and plump imported prawns, and tender and juicy premium Wagyu beef are all considered supporting ingredients here.

The main course uses rare ingredients, is exquisitely prepared, and has an excellent presentation.

Even the wine on the table was top-quality liquor aged for over a decade, with exquisite bottles and labels that highlighted its considerable value. According to connoisseurs, such a small bottle could cost tens of thousands of yuan, making it unaffordable for ordinary people.

Jiang Xuanxuan, despite her privileged background and extensive experience, was still taken aback by the extravagance of this meal, her pupils constricting slightly. Her respect for Zhou Hao grew even stronger...

The fact that he could put on such a show is enough to prove his strength in the western region.

Sitting to the side, Lin Chenghai stared wide-eyed at the table laden with delicacies. He couldn't help but lean forward and ask in amazement:

"Zhou Hao, what level of standard is this meal? It looks so luxurious, it must have cost a lot of money, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hao's face immediately lit up with a smug expression. He deliberately raised his voice, his tone full of boasting:

"Originally, I only booked a regular VIP room, which cost 250,000 yuan."

Who knew that when the club heard I was from the Zhou family in the capital, they specially upgraded me to a top-tier private room and prepared dishes to the highest standard, saying it was to give the Zhou family face.

Lin Chenghai was so shocked that his mouth dropped open, his face full of disbelief: "This is not the standard of 250,000! Just these few bottles of aged wine are worth more than that. Zhou Hao, you have too much influence!"

Zhou Hao was flattered by the praise, but as he smiled, a strange unease suddenly welled up inside him...

When that man in black handed over the registration book, he was clearly heading towards Xiao Chen, and his attitude towards Xiao Chen seemed even more respectful than towards me. Could it be that he gave me some special treatment, or am I just overthinking it?
But after thinking about it carefully, he realized that he didn't know the man in black at all, let alone any high-ranking members of the club. Could it really be because of the Zhou family's reputation?

Thinking of this, he suppressed his unease and assumed he was just overthinking things.

Jiang Xuanxuan looked at Zhou Hao, a glint of surprise in her eyes. Her tone softened considerably, and she said with a hint of gratitude, "Zhou Hao, thank you so much for today. You've gone to so much trouble." (End of Chapter)