Chapter 12 The Night Of The Golden Knight!

• "Lead the way!"
• Ning Beichuan was determined to take Chen Zitong to the Three Thousand Bright Lights.
• How could he let Fifth Sister lose face when this woman forced them to this point?
• "I happen to be going there too, so come with me."
• He Wei gloated and walked towards the adjacent bustling street.
• "Let's go."
• Ning Beichuan held Chen Zitong's hand and followed.
• "Forget it, I'm full, there's no need to spend money." Chen Zitong held Ning Beichuan's arm, feeling a touch of bitterness in her heart.
• What's the point of going?
• Inviting humiliation upon themselves?
• The rules of the Three Thousand Bright Lights are strict, how could they possibly get in?
• "Tsk!"
• "What a bunch of country bumpkins."
• He Wei sneered on the side, "What do you think the Three Thousand Bright Lights sell?"
• "Food?"
• "It's service!"
• Ning Beichuan suddenly said.
• He Wei was stunned and instinctively asked, "How do you know?"
• At this moment, she finally realized that the three of them had already arrived at the Three Thousand Bright Lights.
• The Three Thousand Bright Lights was a five-star restaurant, not very large in size, but exceptionally quiet and elegant.
• Even though it was located in a bustling area, it remained quiet and full of style.
• Because this place was where the wealthy and powerful came to spend!
• Ordinary people could hardly catch a glimpse of it in their lifetime!
• "Welcome."
• At the entrance of the building, the hostess's voice was sweet as she bowed and invited them in.
• He Wei took out a card and said, "Third floor, Tengyun Pavilion."
• "Alright, miss, here is your ID card." The hostess reached out and handed over a black card.
• He Wei took the black card and looked at Chen Zitong provocatively, with a smug expression on her face.
• Look, after all these years, the once unattainable goddess is now as lowly as dirt, utterly useless?
• "Sir, may I ask if there's anything I can assist you with?" The hostess asked Ning Beichuan.
• "He wants to book the entire restaurant and have it handled according to the highest standards."
• "Ah?"
• Upon hearing He Wei's words, the hostess stood still, her face filled with excitement, "Sir, are you sure?"
• You see, even the big shots from the Giant Armor side wouldn't dare to say such grand words. Booking the entire place, that's a sky-high price!
• "I'm sure."
• Ning Beichuan said calmly.
• "Pfft!"
• "Hahaha, kid, you really stepped on your own face, didn't you?"
• He Wei laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.
• Book the entire place? He actually thought of that?
• Does this loser even deserve it?
• She said to the receptionist, "Actually, this guy is here to cause trouble, he doesn't have a penny."
• "Well..."
• The receptionist became uncertain.
• Seeing that Ning Beichuan was indeed ordinary, she felt relieved.
• What is she thinking?
• She's obsessed with achievements.
• "Young man, let's go."
• Chen Zitong held Ning Beichuan's hand, pleadingly.
• Just... leave her with a little dignity.
• "We're not leaving. Today, I'm going to book this place and kick her out!"
• Ning Beichuan said solemnly, his cold gaze fixed on He Wei, chilling her to the bone.
• Dare to humiliate his fifth sister, he wants this woman to taste the humiliation!
• "Hahaha, why leave? Chen Zitong, if you leave today, you're a coward!"
• "Of course, if you kneel down and beg me, I might let you come in and see for yourself. How about it?"
• He Wei was convinced that Ning Beichuan didn't have the ability, and she was arrogant.
• The receptionist sighed and, judging from Chen Zitong's reaction, she was definitely not capable of doing it. Thinking of this, she looked disappointed.
• However, out of professional courtesy, she still asked, "Sir, do you have a membership card?"
• "Is this okay?"
• Ning Beichuan casually took out a card and handed it to the receptionist.
• What a clown!
• He Wei sneered and said disdainfully, "Sanqian Mingdeng has its own unique membership card. Your useless card is of no use. It's probably a credit card, right? By the way, have you paid off your loan this month?"
• This...
• The receptionist took the card from Ning Beichuan and was stunned!
• A faint golden glow, with a black dragon imprinted on it, exuding a powerful aura!
• Just one glance almost made her faint!
• As an employee of Sanqian Mingdeng, her vision naturally extended beyond the small city. This card was truly extraordinary.
• She had seen a high-ranking and influential guest bring it before, and it was indeed usable, even a symbol of status at one point.
• The only difference was the faintly visible black dragon in the middle.
• Now she couldn't be sure, so she said, "Sir, if you want to book the venue, you need to negotiate with the manager."
• Then she opened the intercom and communicated with the backstage.
• Not long after.
• A middle-aged man in a black suit rushed over.
• "Respected guest, hello, I am He Jingcheng, the person in charge of Sanqian Mingdeng in Liangcheng."
• "This is this gentleman's card!"
• The receptionist held up the card with both hands and handed it to He Jingcheng.
• As soon as he took the card.
• He Jingcheng trembled all over, almost dropping it on the ground.
• He carefully observed it, his face serious, and his heart was already in turmoil.
• This is... the SVIP Global Jazz Card?!
• This card is quite prestigious, it is universally accepted in 36 countries and regions around the world, and it is a symbol of identity!
• It's not something you can get just by being rich!
• He Jingcheng looked at Ning Beichuan, an ordinary young man, but he gave him an inexplicable feeling.
• Low-key!
• Luxurious!
• Simple!
• This was He Jingcheng's instant evaluation of Ning Beichuan.
• He bowed and said, "I can book the entire venue!"
• Boom!
• In an instant, He Wei was stunned as if struck by lightning.
• "How is this possible?"
• She exclaimed, incredulous, "He's just a poor kid, where did he get the card? I suspect it's stolen!"
• "Yes, it's stolen!"
• He Wei argued unreasonably, distorting the truth, just seeking a shred of comfort.
• "I'm sorry, Miss He, every card has strict identity information recorded. As long as it can be swiped, it's genuine!"
• He Jingcheng said calmly.
• Beep!
• Verification successful!
• As soon as he finished speaking, the receptionist also finished swiping the card. She respectfully returned it to Ning Beichuan, smiling brightly.
• She occasionally cast meaningful flirtatious glances.
• Although the machine didn't display the specific amount, it was undoubtedly of significant value!
• He Wei was stunned, unable to move.
• Is this card really genuine?
• Has Chen Zitong truly become a big spender?
• As she considered this possibility, she felt a wave of discomfort wash over her, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
• Chen Zitong covered her red lips, looking astonished.
• Could it be true?
• Where did he acquire such a large sum of money?
• And that card, it even made the high-level executives of San Qian Mingdeng bow down!
• The card was indeed authentic.
• However, they had misunderstood one thing.
• This was not an SVIP Jazz Card, but the ultimate king among cards.
• The Golden Night Jazz Card!
• There were only three in existence, meticulously crafted by the Western European royal family, and accepted in over 230 countries and regions worldwide!
• Unfortunately, all three of these cards were in Ning Beichuan's possession.
• "Then, please leave immediately!"
• Ning Beichuan pointed at He Wei, emphasizing each word.
• This statement effectively sealed He Wei's fate.
• No matter how esteemed she was before, in this moment, she was like a discarded stray dog, being forcibly expelled.
• Upon hearing Ning Beichuan's words,
• He Jingcheng promptly signaled to the security guards, and three robust men approached, facing He Wei and saying, "Apologies, ma'am, please leave!"
• How could He Wei accept this situation? How could she depart in such a dejected manner?
• Where was her dignity?
• The most crucial point was losing face in front of Chen Zitong, which she couldn't bear!
• "No, I've paid for it, you can't kick me out!"
• He Wei screamed in anguish, but the security guards tossed her out of San Qian Mingdeng like a lifeless animal, and no one paid her any attention.