Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1807 - 1796: Grand Giveaway

Because of the interruption by this woman, Ning Fan had lost interest in drinking and casually mentioned, "Brother Bo, how about we head back?""So early... alright."

As they left, Zhang Bo's face was filled with heartache, his chubby cheeks quivering.

It wasn't because he was worried about money.

Tonight, the bar held a grand promotional event, allowing the lucky winner to have all expenses waived for the night.

The ultimate grand prize fell on VIP Box No. 3.

According to the prize rules, guests in VIP Box No. 3 could each bring two ladies along.

Looking at the four women in front of him, with their long legs in black stockings, wavy blonde hair, and voluptuous figures, Zhang Bo felt heartache because they were exactly his favorite type.

But because he had been practicing the Rejuvenation Technique, Zhang Bo was reluctant to let go of these beauties, yet he didn't want to waste his hard practice from the past few days, putting him in a dilemma.

Glancing at the time, Ning Fan coughed lightly and calmly said, "Well... actually, the first cycle doesn't have to follow the exact time. Since it's your first time, focus more on practicing and getting familiar with the breathing rhythm."

Zhang Bo was overjoyed and excitedly asked, "Really?"

"Of course, it's true."

Ning Fan pretended to be serious and added, "Certainly. If you want to persist, you can consider it as practicing your willpower."

"Let's save it for next time then."

Zhang Bo smiled awkwardly, his mind wandering, as he walked towards the women, "Ladies, let's go."

Envying gazes from other guests followed them as Ning Fan and Zhang Bo, accompanied by the four beauties, gracefully left.

Just as they reached the entrance, a bald man approached them with a broad smile, "Hello esteemed guests, I'm the owner here, James."

"Thank you, Mr. James, for the event."

Zhang Bo looked delighted. He truly wasn't short on money, but who would complain about being lucky?

"It's your fortune."

With that, James pulled out two gold cards, "These are our VIP cards, please accept them with a smile."

Zhang Bo politely replied, "Thank you. This place has a nice ambiance, I'll definitely come again."

He didn't realize the significance behind the VIP card, merely thinking it was a tactic by the bar owner to attract customers.

"Sir, this is yours."

Seeing James's sycophantic smile, Ning Fan reluctantly accepted the VIP card and said lightly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

A flustered James smiled so broadly that his cheeks creased.

Secretly observing Ning Fan, James was internally shocked, thinking, "This is a big shot that even the big shots have to meet personally."

James no longer knew what level Ning Fan had reached as a big shot.

He only knew he had to leave an impression, however minor, on such an individual.

"Brother Bo, let's go."

Realizing Ning Fan wasn't much for conversation, a hint of disappointment flashed in James's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

At least today brought an opportunity.

On the way back, under the bright streetlights, Zhang Bo finally noticed the extraordinariness of the VIP card, which was made entirely of gold and adorned with tiny diamonds and multicolored gems.

It sparkled attractively in the reflected light.

Zhang Bo clicked his tongue in awe, "This owner really went all out. This VIP card must be worth tens of thousands of US Dollars."

"Definitely went all out."

When Ning Fan heard about the so-called lucky grand promotional event, he knew something was off.

The event and the gold card were obviously meant to curry favor.

"I have to admit, these bosses never have a simple mind."

The skill of deception displayed by Doug, the leader of the Wild Wolves Gang they previously encountered, left Ning Fan in awe.

Even if Doug wasn't a big boss, his eloquence could allow him to live happily as a conman for life.

James was the same; if he had offered something for free directly,

Ning Fan would have definitely declined, and even Zhang Bo would have been suspicious.

But this guy came up with a promotional event, making everything seem smooth and perfect.

Zhang Bo curiously asked, "Brother, what kind of fancy discount does this impressive VIP card offer?"

He had been to many upscale clubs and had seen pure gold VIP cards.

However, in terms of weight and luxury, this one far surpassed those.

Ning Fan chuckled softly, "What kind of discount, hehe... there will definitely be a big benefit."

Zhang Bo skeptically asked, "Do you think this foreign boss, with such a flashy VIP card, might be trying to charge us exorbitantly?"

"Don't worry, Brother Bo, nothing like that will happen."

Ning Fan could guarantee that this VIP card would waive all expenses and might even come with other unknown features.

At this moment, the four blonde beauties noticed the VIP card and immediately exclaimed in surprise.

From the exclamations of the four women, Zhang Bo finally understood the functions of the VIP card.

There wasn't any discount; holding this card meant all expenses were waived, no matter how much was spent.

Moreover, if they encountered trouble, the bar would step in to resolve it, and the card even had a credit limit, allowing them to withdraw up to five million US Dollars.

"This isn't just going all out. It's clearly meant to bribe certain individuals."

Zhang Bo, being a wealthy second generation, immediately understood the underlying trick.

Realizing something was wrong, Zhang Bo asked, puzzled, "Brother, do you think the owner gave this by mistake?"

Ning Fan shrugged, "Perhaps."

"Should we return it then?"

"That wouldn't be showing them respect."

"True enough."

After speaking, Zhang Bo frowned, "So what should we do with this card?"

"Keep it. Just don't use it."

"Right. I don't want to get involved in complications."

Zhang Bo placed the VIP card at the bottom of his wallet, seemingly intending never to use it.

Seeing this, Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want Zhang Bo associating with people like James.

It was clear what had happened: James mistook them for being part of the Blood Clan or as significant figures connected to it.

Otherwise, why would he go to such lengths to curry favor?

It's known that all major gangs in the US have become vassals of the Blood Clan.

These black bosses desiring eternal life are trying their best to please the Blood Clan.

Having finally encountered such an opportunity, they definitely wouldn't let it go.

"Good thing we're leaving tomorrow."

Ning Fan could imagine,

If they were delayed a few more days, James would definitely come knocking.

As the saying goes, even the toughest won't hit a smiling face.

It would inevitably lead to endless socializing.

Tonight was destined to be a wonderful night for Zhang Bo.

With the VIP card in hand, he would surely enjoy even more enthusiastic services from the women.

Of course, Ning Fan wouldn't miss out on this treatment either.

"Brother, why did it take you so long in the restroom?"

Hearing Zhang Bo's words and the playful sounds before a battle,

Ning Fan focused all his attention on the time.