Spirit Dragon Street had the liveliest nightlife in Rongcheng.
Half of the city's most luxurious entertainment clubs stood on that street.
But they were all private clubs. Without a membership card, you couldn't even get through the door.
Right now, for instance, a man in his late twenties had been stopped outside.
"Move along! This isn't a place you can enter." The security guard at the door was burly and looked like he knew how to fight.
The young man wasn't exactly dressed in bargain-bin clothes, but his entire outfit couldn't have cost more than two thousand yuan. No wonder the guard had stopped him.
Anyone who came here would be embarrassed to leave without spending at least eight or ten thousand.
The young man said respectfully, "Sirs, Young Master Lin told me to come here. He said he'd be waiting in the Ginkgo Room. My name is Wang Gang. You can ask him if you don't believe me."
The two guards exchanged suspicious looks. The fact that he knew about the Ginkgo Room suggested he was familiar with the place.
The Ginkgo Room wasn't their most luxurious private room, but it was still a respectable one. If he really was a guest there, they couldn't afford to offend him.
One guard made an inquiry over his radio. Hearing the exchange, Wang Gang broke out in a cold sweat.
"Young Master Lin? Young Master Yu Zhengxiao booked the Ginkgo Room. There's no one named Lin... Oh, wait. There is someone with that surname. I think he's a friend of Young Master Yu's, but he can't be anyone important. He's awfully deferential to Yu Zhengxiao."
The guard cut off the radio and gave Wang Gang a contemptuous look. "Come on. Stay close, and keep your eyes where they belong."
"Yes... yes..."