The short-haired girl was named Qi Yu, and her experience greatly shocked Li Zhonglou.
The varied tapestry of life was seen even more clearly in this nightclub.
Some entered for pleasure, others were lured in, but most were there to support their children or repay debts.
It was indeed rare for someone like this short-haired girl to be trying to pay off her father's embezzled and misappropriated public funds.
However, despite his shock, Li Zhonglou had no intention of interfering in such matters. It was merely a pretense to deflect Tong Zhaolin, using the girl as a shield.
"Brother Li, you must be very wealthy, right? Although I just started working, I know that normal bosses wouldn't order so many girls," Qi Yu asked, making conversation.
Li Zhonglou pointed at Tong Zhaolin, who was having a great time, and said, "He's treating. He's the big boss."
"If you want to earn more, you can go to him."
Qi Yu fell silent for three seconds upon hearing this, then shook her head. "I earn the money I should earn. Some money cannot be earned."
Li Zhonglou nodded and said no more.
The girl's gaze and tone didn't seem feigned; she truly possessed an unworldly, persistent stubbornness.
After all, she came from a scholarly family. Even after entering this place filled with temptation, her eyes had not yet been blinded.
But it was unknown how long she could last.
Of course, it had nothing to do with him.
Creak...
Just then, the mammy pushed open the private room door and poked her head in.
She first greeted Li Zhonglou with a smile, then went to Tong Zhaolin's side, whispered a few words in his ear, and cast a glance at Qi Yu.
Tong Zhaolin's expression immediately changed. "How can that be? My brother likes this young lady. You want to switch just like that?"
"Who is so arrogant? Don't they understand the concept of 'first come, first served'!"
This outburst instantly froze the atmosphere in the entire private room.
Only the dance music remained.
All the women stared blankly at Tong Zhaolin, unsure of what had happened.
Even Li Zhonglou couldn't hear the conversation between the mammy and Tong Zhaolin in such a noisy environment.
However, from the gist of their words, it wasn't difficult to guess that someone wanted to have Qi Yu specifically.
For this girl, who had just started working today, to be singled out by name, it was probably not a good sign.
Although Li Zhonglou had very little experience with nightclubs, his understanding of human nature and character was no less than anyone else present.
"Boss Tong, don't get angry yet. You've heard of that guest before..."
Seeing this, the mammy quickly tried to appease Tong Zhaolin. "It's the young master of the Fan family, one of the Four Princes of Zhonghai, Fan Liang."
"Can you blame me for offending him?"
Upon hearing this, Tong Zhaolin's eyelids twitched as he sneered. "So it's that little pervert Fan Liang. No wonder he specifically wants a virgin."
"Logically speaking, you've said it to this extent, and it wouldn't be good for me if I didn't give you face."
"But this matter today still needs to be asked of my brother."
"After all, he also fancies that young girl."
Saying this, he cast his gaze towards Li Zhonglou.
The other women revealed expressions of schadenfreude, while only Qi Yu looked bewildered and clueless.
Fan Liang was a frequent patron of Jiutian Zhongya, but by no means a valued guest.
This young master of the Fan family had an extremely perverse obsession with virginity, but where would a nightclub find so many pure young girls?
Most of them would have already become women before entering, so Fan Liang would always bring his own virgin girl, a primary or high school student.
As a result, it was a pipe dream for these women to earn his money.
Over time, Fan Liang naturally became unpopular with these women.
However, unexpectedly, Fan Liang specifically requested Qi Yu to serve him today, likely having learned from the mammy that a new virgin had arrived.
"Do you want to go?" Li Zhonglou asked.
Qi Yu shook her head.
She might be inexperienced, but she wasn't foolish.
From the mammy's words and the colleagues' expressions, she knew that this Fan Liang was no good.
Coming for her virginity, who knew what would happen.
She didn't know what would happen in the future, but for now, she couldn't get past it mentally.
"If you don't want to go, then you don't go." Li Zhonglou's eyes flashed with a cold glint as he looked at the mammy and said, "Is the Fan family that great?"
"Whatever Fan Liang wants, he can tell me himself!"
Wow...
This tone was incredibly arrogant.
Immediately, gasps of exclamation erupted from the girls in the private room.
Who in Zhonghai didn't know the reputation of the Four Princes? Fan Liang was the only male heir of the Fan family. Although born to the second wife, his favor was no less than that of the eldest daughter, Fan Meng.
He was undoubtedly the heir apparent.
His connections were also strong, and he was close friends with the young masters of the other three major conglomerates.
Who would dare not give face when Fan Liang's name was mentioned?
Li Zhonglou, this unimpressive customer, actually dared to say such things.
Either he was ignorant and fearless, or he was insane.
"This..." The mammy's face turned ugly, unsure of what to do.
Only Tong Zhaolin, with a nonchalant expression, shouted, "Get lost. Don't ruin our fun."
He had the Xingzhi Group behind him, and he didn't even care about Yang Qian, let alone this second-generation rich brat Fan Liang.
What Four Princes of Zhonghai? To a desperate man like him, they were merely four little chicks.
He truly considered Li Zhonglou his brother now, and knowing that he already had enmity with the Fan family, adding a bit more wouldn't make much difference.
The mammy, intimidated by Tong Zhaolin's authority, dared not say more and nervously withdrew from the private room.
The music started again, and Qi Yu looked at Li Zhonglou with gratitude.
Before coming here, she had already prepared for the worst. She hadn't eaten pork, but she had seen pigs walk, hadn't she?
What kind of place was a nightclub? Earning much more money than ordinary professions meant paying a higher price.
Either your soul or your body.
But being prepared didn't mean she could willingly accept it immediately.
Especially with a distinguished guest like Li Zhonglou by her side, she naturally didn't want to serve some Fan Liang.
She never expected Li Zhonglou to directly confront Fan Liang for her.
A touch of warmth welled up in her heart.
Thump!
Less than three minutes later, the private room door was kicked open from the outside.
A young man with short hair, his face flushed with alcohol, followed by several swaggering men, barged into the room.
The women in the private room all looked nervous, startled.
The mammy's face turned pale, and she followed behind, trying to persuade, "Young Master Fan, please show some respect... Please don't cause trouble, Young Master Fan, let's talk things over..."
"Get out of the way! Show respect? Who the hell is showing me respect?" The leading young man, without even looking at the mammy, shouted sternly.
After speaking, the young man walked directly to Li Zhonglou and sat down, asking with a forced smile, "Who is the blind fool who made me come here personally to speak to him?"
As his gaze swept over them, all the women lowered their heads.
Fan Liang was not only eccentric but also hot-tempered and easily provoked.
No one dared to offend him at this critical juncture.
Only Tong Zhaolin still wore a smile as he met his gaze.
Qi Yu's pretty face turned pale, and she leaned tightly against Li Zhonglou, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Pity that she had only interacted with civilized and distinguished people. She had never seen such a ferocious and menacing figure.
For a moment, she couldn't help but feel fortunate that she hadn't gone to serve.
"It's me." Li Zhonglou replied calmly, his expression unchanged.
As soon as he spoke, Fan Liang turned back abruptly, glaring at Li Zhonglou, a fierce glint in his eyes and a sinister expression on his face.
He had initially thought it was Tong Zhaolin, as Li Zhonglou didn't look like any big shot.
In Zhonghai, there were very few people who dared to ignore him, Fan Liang.
"Kid, do you know who I am?" Fan Liang asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Fan Liang, one of the Four Princes of Zhonghai, his father is Fan Keli, the second son of the Fan family." Li Zhonglou recited it like he was familiar with every detail.
Among everyone present, it could be said that he understood the Fan family the most.
In his previous life, he had been in love with Fan Meng and had been drawn into the Fan family's turmoil. After Fan Keli was overthrown, Fan Meng, out of sibling affection, did not punish Fan Liang.
However, this brat had repeatedly sent people to assassinate Fan Meng.
Ultimately, he reaped what he sowed and died by suicide.
Li Zhonglou had not intended to meddle in Qi Yu's affairs, but involving Fan Liang, and considering that Fan Keli had sent Song Yi to kill him just a few days ago.
Which resulted in Bai Jing still lying in the hospital.
How could this debt not be settled?
"What second son of the Fan family? My dad is the biggest in the Fan family now!" Fan Liang's eyes were filled with venom as he berated, "Since you know so clearly, you should understand the cost of offending me."
"I'll give you two choices: either kowtow to me now and get out, and I'll let you go like a fart."
"Or, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life. Don't worry, I won't owe you a single cent in child support!"
Naked threat.
He didn't care about Li Zhonglou's background; offending him was a dead end.
If he dared to be defiant, they would resort to force.
This matter had escalated.
It was no longer as simple as fighting over a virgin.
It was about the Fan family's reputation. This brat, knowing his identity and the Fan family's situation, still dared to be so arrogant.
If he wasn't crushed, the Fan family's reputation would be completely ruined.
And he would become a laughingstock among the other three princes.
Tong Zhaolin watched this scene unfold without a word, but a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes.
This brat Fan Liang, why did he have to provoke Li Zhonglou?
He had seen Yang Qian's fate before, being angered to the point of spitting blood from all seven orifices.
This matter could be blown up. If they really fought, as long as the Xingzhi Group's banner was displayed, the Fan family would have to show some respect.
"I..." Hearing this, Qi Yu's pretty face turned as pale as white paper, her eyes filled with dread, and she prepared to stand up and beg for mercy.
She hadn't expected Fan Liang to be so tyrannical, coming to their door to pick a fight.
He even threatened to cripple Li Zhonglou.
If a guest was injured because of her, she might never be at peace for the rest of her life.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, Li Zhonglou grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to sit down, interrupting her speech.
He replied calmly, "What right do you have to give me choices? Relying on your father's status?"
"Since your father didn't teach you how to respect others, I can teach him!"
The implication was that he would act as Fan Liang's father.
This statement not only enraged Fan Liang but also the companions around him couldn't help but roar, "Hillbilly, you're fucking looking for death, daring to speak to our Young Master Fan like this."
"I'll kill you!"
Saying this, one of them picked up a beer bottle from the table and hurled it at Li Zhonglou.
Qi Yu, startled, closed her eyes tightly.
Shatter!
The next second, the sound of a beer bottle shattering echoed, accompanied by a mournful howl that reverberated throughout the entire private room.