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    Chapter 387: If You Wish, You Can Spend a Wonderful Night with Our Guest Performer

    The crowd’s relentless chanting.

    And then.

    The dazzling lights flashing nonstop, along with fireworks and colorful streamers, made Bai Yu fall silent without realizing it.

    Everyone instinctively turned their heads toward the first-floor lobby.

    The next moment.

    In everyone’s line of sight, the central lift stage in the main hall began to rise slowly after briefly sinking.

    A white woman dressed in a provocative outfit appeared gradually, descending in a shower of streamers and fireworks.

    The guests below began whistling incessantly, seemingly teasing the woman in the center of the stage.

    But the woman didn’t appear to feel humiliated. On the contrary, she confidently flaunted her figure, occasionally striking even more provocative poses.

    This scene made Su Ming raise an eyebrow. He glanced at the group of excited, whistling guests and said in a low voice:

    “Looks like… these large-scale nightclubs aren’t just simple entertainment venues.”

    “If I’m not mistaken, this Infatuation Bar probably has some secret flesh trade going on. It’s just not out in the open.”

    “Or rather, the average guests simply aren’t qualified to know about it.”

    At this point, Su Ming paused for a couple of seconds, then boldly continued his speculation.

    “I think… the reason Little Morgan comes to Infatuation Bar so often…”

    “Most likely, he enjoys conquering women who are cheered and adored by countless guests. And not just for a one-night stand—he has to play until he’s bored before tossing them aside.”

    “And to get these women to cooperate, money is undoubtedly the key.”

    “From that perspective, Ellie, who was already quite famous in New York back then, would definitely have caught Little Morgan’s eye. So this time, we’re probably on the right track…”

    Before he could finish.

    Su Ming caught sight of a server carrying a tray of tea out of the corner of his eye and immediately stopped talking.

    The same server who had greeted the Western guests earlier now entered the private room with a respectful smile, placing freshly mixed cocktails on the table.

    He also took out two bottles of red wine, both labeled with vintage years. After showing Su Ming the bottles to confirm their integrity, he picked up a wine opener and began uncorking them.

    Watching the server carefully open the bottles, Su Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. He tapped the table lightly to draw the server’s attention, then pointed at the seductive woman performing on stage and asked in a calm voice:

    “Who is she?”

    The server, still opening the wine, followed Su Ming’s finger. When he saw the woman performing at the center of the stage, he quickly replied:

    “That’s Carol.”

    “A very famous French burlesque dancer. Don’t get the wrong idea—it’s not full nudity, but rather a unique form of performance art.”

    “Yes, art. She’s a renowned performer from the Crazy Horse show.”

    “Whenever Carol performs, the Crazy Horse stage is packed. Our boss went through a lot of trouble to invite her to the bar.”

    “Just her appearance fee alone is probably worth several years of my salary.”

    “Sir, you’re in luck tonight. We don’t bring in celebrities like this every day at Infatuation Bar.”

    “Actually, last year we used to invite small-time stars and burlesque dancers more frequently. But in the past six months, the frequency has clearly dropped, and we haven’t had any big names.”

    “Business probably isn’t as good anymore. Carol is the biggest name we’ve had in months.”

    At that moment.

    Su Ming’s eyes narrowed sharply as he picked up on the details in the server’s words.

    They used to bring in small-time stars regularly last year, but in the past half year, not only had the frequency dropped significantly, the caliber of performers had also declined.

    This change seemed to coincide with the timeline of Little Morgan’s downfall.

    Back when Little Morgan, a big spender, was still around, the nightclub owner could afford to bring in small-time celebrities to perform.

    But ever since Little Morgan got into trouble, Infatuation Bar’s revenue had clearly taken a hit, and the number of performances had dropped as well.

    Don’t assume that just one person getting into trouble wouldn’t affect the bar’s traffic.

    In reality, nightclubs like this rely heavily on wealthy patrons. Someone like Little Morgan can spend more than a hundred regular guests combined.

    The server, still opening the wine, assumed Su Ming was very interested in Carol. After glancing at Lan Jing sitting beside him and guessing the two weren’t a couple, he gave Su Ming a knowing look, raised his brows, and hinted:

    “Boss.”

    “You’ve already spent quite a bit tonight. If you order a few more premium drinks or other items and become the top spender of the night…”

    “Then there’s a good chance you’ll get a close encounter with Carol.”

    “You don’t need to worry about the details. Our boss will handle everything and make sure you have the best experience possible.”

    “Of course, if that’s not what you’re looking for, just pretend I never said anything.”

    “You can just enjoy the show, sip some fine wine, soak in the atmosphere of Infatuation Bar. Maybe even hop on stage for a bit halfway through. That’s a pretty great experience too.”

    Hearing this, Su Ming raised an eyebrow, deliberately showing interest. He then pressed further:

    “Are you sure about that?”

    “Besides spending money, are there any other requirements?”

    “I really am quite interested in Carol, the one performing down there. But are you certain it’s just about spending? I’d hate to get my hopes up only to be told something went wrong.”

    Faced with Su Ming’s question.

    The server looked a bit troubled. As a low-level employee, he clearly didn’t know much about the deeper workings of the bar.

    The only thing he was sure of was that in the past, as long as a guest spent enough, they could usually get some kind of private interaction with the performers on stage.

    Of course, that was just what he’d heard. He’d never gotten confirmation directly from the boss.

    But then, as if something occurred to him, the server put down the opened bottle of wine and spoke seriously:

    “Boss.”

    “I’m not entirely sure what the exact requirements are.”

    “But I can bring the floor manager over to explain everything in detail. As a VIP guest of Infatuation Bar, you’ll definitely have access to more exclusive services.”

    “Please wait just a moment. I’ll go ask the manager right away…”


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