Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

Half an hour later.

The Lin'an Group's bus stopped at the entrance of the Yunjin Club.

This is a classic Chinese building with blue bricks, gray tiles, carved beams, and painted rafters.

Two stone lions stand at the entrance, exuding an impressive aura.

Zhou Yu had made arrangements beforehand, so as soon as they arrived, club staff members were already waiting at the entrance to greet them. They were all beautiful women in cheongsams, with polite smiles.

Led by them, a group of people entered the clubhouse.

Wow!

Zhou Yuansheng was the first to shout out, craning his neck so far that he couldn't see enough.

"I've accidentally wandered into your home! This renovation, this furnishing—how much did it cost?!"

"This is the most exclusive private club in Jiangzhou! I've learned something new!"

Wu Lanlan excitedly took out her phone and started snapping photos like crazy.

"Zishu, do you want me to take some pictures of you?"

"No..."

"Then take a few pictures of me!"

"it is good."

...

Walk through the hall.

Inside is a huge Chinese courtyard, with artificial hills, flowing water, and lush bamboo groves.

The stone path underfoot is arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern.

Ancient paintings and porcelain pieces hang on both sides, each one of them being quite valuable.

A faint sandalwood scent wafts in the air, making one feel relaxed and refreshed.

Listening to the sentiments of a group of college students, Wu Lanlan, who was walking at the back, carefully nudged Zhao Zishu:

"Zishu, have you been to a place like this before?"

"no."

Zhao Zishu shook his head, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

Although she was a popular figure at school, her family was of modest means, so this was naturally her first time here.

"We're so lucky!"

Wu Lanlan blushed with excitement.

"I never imagined I'd join such a great company. It still feels like a dream. The salary is high, the benefits are amazing, and they even hold team-building activities here!"

"Me too..."

Zhao Zishu smiled, feeling a mix of emotions.

As the group talked, they were led into a large private room by a waiter.

The private room was extremely large, with a huge round table in the center that could seat more than twenty people.

The walls are adorned with calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, antique vases sit in the corners, and a crystal chandelier overhead casts a soft glow.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a small garden, its lights twinkling in the night, creating a scene as beautiful as a painting.

Please make yourself at home!

Lin Xuan gestured and found a seat by the window for himself.

Just as everyone sat down, before the door to the private room was even closed, a voice suddenly came from outside, carrying a hint of surprise:

"Zishu?!"

Everyone looked and saw a young man.

They look to be of school age, in their early twenties.

He was wearing a white suit, his hair was slicked back and shiny, and he wore a bright watch on his wrist.

He was accompanied by a group of young people, men and women, all dressed in expensive clothes, clearly children of wealthy families.

Zhao Zishu was stunned for a moment, and when he saw this person, the smile on his face faded.

But the man walked in without any hesitation, his eyes scanning the room with a broad smile:

"Are you having a class reunion? What a coincidence!"

He waved his hand and shouted to the waiter outside the door:

"Waiter, this table is on my tab! Put it on my bill!"

"Student Cui, please don't disturb us, thank you."

Zhao Zishu took a breath, turned around and spoke, his tone indifferent.

This person is named Cui Xing. He is also a student at Jiangzhou University. His family is in the building materials business and has some influence in Jiangzhou.

He had pursued her before, but after being rejected, he didn't give up and would keep bothering her.

I didn't expect to run into you here.

What bad luck!

"Hey, we're all classmates, what are you afraid of!"

Cui Xing smiled and waved his hand, looking quite familiar with the situation.

"By the way, Zishu, why did you block me? I can't contact you at all."

He took a step forward, his smile tinged with mockery:

"By the way, I heard that some idiot at school was pursuing you the other day, and even set up flowers and candles downstairs? What era are we living in! What a country bumpkin! That kind of person obviously has no talent, and just relies on flashy tricks to get attention."

In the corner, Yun Rutian, who was wearing a mask, froze.

Why the hell did this involve me?

What I do is none of your business!

He clenched his fists.

Lin Xuan almost burst out laughing.

He grabbed Yun Rutian, who was about to rush out, and lowered his voice: "What's the rush? Let's take another look."

My real thought is:

I'd like to see what else this guy has to say!

If you have a mouth, then say a few more words!

Yun Rutian took a deep breath and held back.

The students next to them started whispering among themselves. Although their voices were low, the private room was small, and everyone could hear them.

"I didn't expect to run into the school bully Cui Xing here." A boy lowered his voice. "I heard he started some kind of business recently and opened a company."

"What entrepreneurship? It's just his family investing money so he can do whatever he wants." Another guy scoffed. "His dad invested 20 million in him, so he can do whatever he wants with it."

"Tsk tsk, I heard he's quite the womanizer in private, and has had several girlfriends."

"That's true, it seems like two of them had abortions!"

"Don't let Zhao, the school beauty, be fooled by him. He doesn't seem reliable at all."

As Zhao Zishu listened to the cryptic remarks from the others, his expression grew increasingly grim.

She took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice calm:

"Cui, this is a private company gathering, please leave!"

"company?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Xing became even more interested.

"What company? Zishu, if you need a job, come work for me! I started a media company and we need a spokesperson, you're perfect!"

He looked Zhao Zishu up and down, his gaze sweeping over her:

"Don't just jump into any small company; what kind of future can you expect? Come work for me. Starting salary is 20,000, plus year-end bonuses. Isn't that better than any small company?"

Zhao Zishu's face darkened, and he was about to speak.

Yun Rutian finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He ripped off his mask, stepped forward, and said coldly:

"They told you to leave, can't you understand human language?"

The private room fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at the person who had suddenly appeared.

Cui Xing paused for a moment, looked him up and down, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"What the hell are you? Wearing a hat and a mask, are you sick? Go get treatment, don't pollute the environment!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Rutian didn't waste any words and walked straight up.

"Choi Sung!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Zishu raised his voice a few decibels, filled with anger.

Cui Xing glanced at Zhao Zishu, then at Yun Rutian, and sneered.

He pointed at Yun Rutian, then extended his middle finger:

"Kid, you're lucky."

After saying that, he turned and left with a cold laugh, leading his group of cronies away, leaving behind a string of arrogant laughter.

The private room was silent for a few seconds.

"It's alright, everyone, please sit down."

Lin Xuan walked over and patted Yun Rutian on the shoulder.

"Waiter, bring the food."

Everyone slowly sat down, but the atmosphere was still somewhat awkward.

But Wu Lanlan, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed at Yun Rutian.

This... isn't this the idiot that Cui Xing was talking about earlier?

Oh no...

It's that rich kid!