Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 568 The Great Wisdom of Ordinary People

Open a map search, take the current location of the two people as the center, and search for the keyword "bar" within a one-kilometer radius. You will find that the entire map is densely covered with white dots.

This is the business district of Futian CBD, where more than half of the well-known bars and nightclubs in Futian District are concentrated.

Coincidentally, the bar where Zhou Wang and Qu Peining are standing at the entrance is none other than Boomshake.

Yes, it's that popular nightclub he owns, Boomshake.

Perhaps subconsciously, Zhou Wang also wanted to come and take a look at the operation of BKS Pengcheng store, so he brought Qu Peining here directly.

Zhou Wang vaguely remembered seeing congratulatory messages in BSK's shareholder group not long ago, saying that BSK's overseas branch had opened in Bangkok in September this year, which is the second branch in Southeast Asia after Kuala Lumpur, and the business is extremely booming.

One interesting fact is...

Although for most BSK shareholders, the shares in this nightclub brand are just one of their businesses, in terms of earning power, it is very likely the most valuable asset they own.

But Zhou Wang was different.

Although he owns 22.6% of BSK shares and is the largest shareholder of the brand, BSK's profits are only one of the less prominent assets among his many holdings.

Speaking of this, Zhou Wang is actually looking forward to the beginning of next year.

Around March of next year, most of the companies he holds shares in will receive their first dividends. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhou Wang's cash flow will reach its peak at that time.

BSK, based on its current financial reports, is still in a steady expansion phase, but the profits that can be distributed as dividends alone could very well bring him a nine-figure sum at once.

No wonder most shareholders consider BSK a highly sought-after company.

The BSK store in front of me has a similar decor to the stores in Hangzhou and Shanghai, with a green, white and purple color scheme on the exterior that shines brightly in the night. There are many trendy men and women gathered at the entrance, so it seems to be doing quite well.

After obtaining Qu Peining's consent... well, she probably did agree, although her micro-expressions didn't quite suggest it, but Zhou Wang believed he saw her nod.

So Zhou Wang led her toward the door.

There were quite a few people queuing to enter, but there was a rather inconspicuous VIP passage next to it, so Zhou Wang naturally led Qu Peining towards it.

But when they got to the door, they were stopped by security.

It was only then that Zhou Wang remembered that although he was a shareholder, he had never actually registered for BSK VIP. Luo Meiling seemed to have given him a director card, but he didn't know where he had put it. The first two times he went to the BSK store, he didn't need to prove his identity...

He didn't contact anyone beforehand, so he couldn't just tell this shrewd-looking security guard, "I'm the major shareholder, get out of my way."
Just as Zhou Wang was both amused and exasperated, thinking that he should just give up and go back to the queue, suddenly, accompanied by the sound of running, a young man of about twenty years old with earthy blond hair came running over.

"Hello, bro, do you have a table reservation? Shall I take you in?"

Zhou Wang sized up the other person. The Nike knock-off shoes and the simple yet cheap-looking outfit made him immediately realize what was going on.

"marketing?"

"Yes, brother, my name is Xiao Bo, my colleagues also call me Pineapple, I'm a salesperson here..."

The young man nodded repeatedly, smiling obsequiously.

"Can you lead us in from here?"

Zhou Wang asked with a smile, "But I just want to go in and take a look; I might not necessarily book a table."

"It's okay, bro, it's fine whether you buy anything or not. I'll take you inside and show you around first. The atmosphere at BSK is great!"

Xiao Bo waved his hands repeatedly, and without waiting for Zhou Wang's reply, he ran up to the security guard and spoke to him. No one knew what he said, but his bowing and scraping was quite funny. After a while, he ran back.

"Okay... Brother, come with me."

Xiao Bo seemed relieved, but the communication process was clearly not easy.

Now Zhou Wang could roughly determine his level.

Yes, there are different levels of bar marketing.

Most of them are like Xiaobo, low-level marketing staff who have almost no base salary and rely solely on performance-based commissions. They live a precarious life, and may switch jobs at any time to the next bar, repeating the same aimless days.

Following Xiao Bo through the VIP passage, we turned a corner through a winding, soundproof corridor, and then lifted a curtain to be greeted by a cacophony of noise.

Laughter, music, screams, and figures writhing near the DJ booth...

Those images, which were "bizarre and surreal" to Qu Peining, rushed into her mind all at once, making her freeze in place and feel an urge to turn around and run away.

She wasn't afraid of bullets, but this scene, which she had only glimpsed briefly in TV dramas, instilled a sense of fear in her.

Zhou Wang took a couple of steps and suddenly realized that Qu Peining was gone. He turned around in surprise and saw her standing there blankly. In a flash, he understood what had happened.

So Zhou Wang stepped back and moved closer, chuckling softly, "You've really never been to a place like this before?"

"No."

"Don't worry, it's not that scary. What era are we living in? This is just a way for most young people to relax."

Zhou Wang laughed and said, "Life has no end, only process. Shouldn't we experience what we're meant to experience?"

Life has no end, only process.

Qu Peining pondered Zhou Wang's words carefully, as if she was touched by them.

Before she could answer, Zhou Wang had already taken her firm and delicate hand and walked straight ahead.

Now Qu Peining's attention was drawn to their intertwined hands. Even though they had already made more intimate moves, Qu Peining still blushed again. Fortunately, the lighting was dim, so it wasn't too noticeable.

My first kiss is gone, and now my first time holding hands is gone too.

Qu Peining thought absentmindedly.

She's not usually like that, but somehow she's come up with this sentimental idea.

In a daze, the noise around them didn't seem so important anymore. By the time Qu Peining came to her senses, they had already walked around the bar once.

"How's it going, bro? The atmosphere here is pretty good, isn't it? And it just so happens to be Friday, so there are a lot of people here."

Xiao Bo loudly sought Zhou Wang's opinion, his eyes shining with anticipation.

"But it seems like there are no seats left at the regular tables. I guess booths would be very expensive?"

Zhou Wang smiled deliberately, wanting to see how this young man would respond.

"Don't worry, bro, I'll try my best to get you a seat. If there isn't one, I do have two booths available. I'll go and coordinate to make sure you can sit down with the minimum charge... Bro, do you think that's okay?"

Xiao Bo asked cautiously.

"Since you put it that way, let's go to a booth."

Zhou Wang nodded at this moment.

"Okay, brother, this way please!"

Xiao Bo perked up and immediately led the two to the back of the DJ booth.

Zhou Wang glanced around and saw that there were indeed two empty booths. But as Zhou Wang had expected, these two empty booths were the two booths with the best view and privacy in the entire bar, commonly known as the "King Booths".

On the surface, the minimum spending requirement for this booth is the same as for other booths, but in reality, there is a hidden threshold. It is impossible for someone who can sit here to just barely meet the minimum spending requirement.

Chinese people are all "face-conscious". With the hype from bar marketing, everyone is sitting on the throne. If not a superstar, at least a bottle of gold Ace of Spades, right?
They spend five figures at a time...

"Brother, would you like something to drink first?"

What is the minimum spend for this booth?

Zhou Wang didn't look at the drinks menu, but simply asked, "Normally it's a little over a thousand yuan, but because it's the weekend, it'll probably be close to five thousand..."

"Five thousand seems a bit expensive, and I only want to drink beer, what should I do?"

"This……"

Xiao Bo first looked troubled, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, no problem, bro, wait a minute, I'll arrange it for you!"

Seeing Xiao Bo get up and start discussing with the marketing manager who was waiting nearby, Zhou Wang was genuinely surprised.

How long has it been since this young man made a reservation?
Is it really necessary to go to such lengths to attract a "casual customer" like myself?
No one knows what Xiao Bo said to the manager, but several minutes later, Xiao Bo returned and said to Zhou Wang:
"Brother, you only need to buy a few dozen beers, and we'll bring out a bottle of spirits later, but that bottle is on me. I hope you have a great time today!"

"You bought this bottle of foreign liquor yourself?"

Zhou Wang was even more surprised.

Obviously, the marketing manager might give Xiaobo some conveniences, but he certainly wouldn't break the rules for him. In other words, Xiaobo would have to make up for the shortfall in the minimum spending requirement for the booths himself.

Zhou Wangdu began to find it puzzling why the other party would make such a huge sacrifice.

Regardless, Zhou Wang was genuinely touched by this blond-haired young man.

"Well then, I won't bother you any longer. Just let me know if you need anything. The drinks will be here soon, and I'll also bring you a fruit platter..."

"wait."

Seeing that Xiao Bo was about to leave after asking for his WeChat, Zhou Wang called him back.

"Brother, is there anything else?"

Xiao Bo sat back down.

Zhou Wang first took out the specially supplied Harbin cigarettes and handed one to him. After the other man lit it for him, he asked with a half-smile:

"Tell me the truth, how much did that bottle of foreign liquor you bought for me cost?"

"It wasn't much... The manager gave me a discount, so it's only about two thousand yuan."

"So how much do you earn in a month?"

"Last month it was only seven hundred..."

Xiao Bo opened his mouth, but when he met Zhou Wang's deep gaze, he ultimately chose to tell the truth.

"So you're basically paying me three months' worth of income for a bottle of wine?"

Zhou Wang asked, puzzled, "Even if I order a thousand or two worth of beer, you'll still lose a lot tonight. Why bother?"

"Brother, I haven't booked a table for almost a week. Tonight, I'm not looking to make money, I just want to become a familiar face here. If you need anything in the future, just let me know. Not only BSK, but also places like 33Club and Xiang Live, I can help you book tables..."

"You've started making long-term investments?"

Zhou Wang laughed and said, "You don't even know me well enough. What makes you think I'll become a repeat customer?"

"because……"

Xiao Bo hesitated for a moment, then finally scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Because I saw you arrive in a Rolls-Royce..."

"?"

Zhou Wang was momentarily stunned. "You saw me get out of the car?"

"Yes, I happened to be on the phone on the street when I saw you get out of that Rolls-Royce, with bodyguards following you... I thought to myself, you must be no ordinary person, what if I've landed a big client?"

Xiao Bo honestly shared his thoughts.

Zhou Wang was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Now he finally understood why this blond guy was so willing to spend so much; he probably even paid for the alcohol with Alipay's credit card...

However, Zhou Wang couldn't help but feel a slight admiration for this young man.

Even if his subsequent actions were motivated by seeing his own car, his efforts were genuine.

Moreover, he even paid out of his own pocket to treat Zhou Wang to foreign liquor, but it was not certain that Zhou Wang would give him more in return.

It's considered thoughtful.

While chuckling, Zhou Wang also prepared to pretend... to reciprocate the favor.

"You just said that bottle of wine cost you two thousand, right?"

"Yes, brother, if you don't believe me, I can..."

"Need not."

Zhou Wang waved his hand, thought for a moment and said, "How about this, one hundred will do. Multiply one thousand by one hundred and give me that number of drinks."

"One thousand... multiplied by one hundred?"

Xiao Bo's brain briefly went blank.

He quickly pulled out his phone, did the calculation, counted the zeros, and then asked in a trembling voice, "Brother, do you mean... you want to buy 200,000 worth of drinks?"

"Yes, it's two hundred thousand."

Zhou Wang waved his hand, "I won't look at the drinks menu. You can arrange it yourself. Just follow this standard."

"Okay, okay... Brother, please wait a moment, I'll go arrange it right away!"

Xiao Bo gave a rambling reply, then quickly got up and left, almost tripping in his haste.

Zhou Wang could understand his excitement.

While bar marketing staff may not have a base salary, their commission rates are genuinely high.

Generally speaking, the minimum percentage is around ten percent, and the higher the amount spent, the higher the percentage will be.

For BSK, with over 50,000 drink orders, the marketing commission should be around 30%.

With just one sentence from Zhou Wang, he could earn over 50,000 yuan tonight.

That's dozens of times his total income over the past three months.

Anyone would be unsettled in this situation.

Only then did Zhou Wang have time to turn around and observe Qu Peining's condition.

At this moment, Qu Peining was curiously turning her head, silently observing the bright lights and bustling activity around her.

Having clearly overcome the initial discomfort, and now sitting in the most private spot, she finally relaxed completely.

But there was one thing that Zhou Wang suddenly realized at this moment.

The two of them were still holding hands tightly, not even when they sat down.

And somehow, their fingers ended up intertwined...

Zhou Wang couldn't help but smack his lips.

(End of this chapter)