After the lackey returned, he immediately leaned into the ear of Zhao Ming, a second-generation rich kid with some money, and whispered a few words, adding fuel to the fire.
Zhao Ming's face instantly darkened.
He originally just wanted to call his female companion back, but he didn't expect that middle-aged blond punk to be so capable as to actually steal her away.
Wasn't this a slap in the face?
So, he personally led a few friends and aggressively marched over to Zhang Dalong.
"Hey, old man, aren't you a bit too old to be hanging out in bars? Don't say I didn't warn you, but at your age, your body can't handle partying this hard."
"If you know what's good for you, hurry up and roll back home to babysit. This isn't a place for you."
His friends behind him chimed in with their own mockery.
"Yeah, old man, look at yourself. Is it really appropriate for someone your age to be out clubbing?"
"There are so many of you but you only ordered a few bottles of beer. Trying to pick up girls while being so cheap, aren't you embarrassed?!"
"Xiaoya, look at your terrible taste. You leave the Ace of Spades over here with our Young Master Ming, and run off to squeeze together with a stingy, beer-drinking old man? How pathetic!"
"Broke loser! Just get the hell out of here!"
"..."
Hearing these insulting words, even an honest man like Zhang Dalong couldn't bear it anymore.
A bunch of little brats, who did they think they were talking to?!
If nothing else, he still had a net worth of over ten million. The company he originally founded was acquired by Big Goose for a good ten million, not to mention his subsequent salary was not low either. He only ordered beer simply because he couldn't handle hard liquor.
Now, being insulted by a few wet-behind-the-ears kids much younger than him, anyone would get angry.
He was just about to snap back when the girl sitting opposite him, Xiaoya, stood up first.
"Zhao Ming, what are you showing off for? You think having some filthy money makes you so great?! This is called being low-key and having depth, understand?!"
"Depth? Hahaha..."
Zhao Ming turned around and pointed at the large screen behind the DJ, which was currently displaying the names of the top three spending customers of the night. Zhao Ming's name was prominently listed. Although he was third, it was still a huge flex.
"This is fucking power! Understand? Only broke losers talk about depth!"
"Old man, aren't you good at pretending? Don't you have depth? Alright! If you're really that awesome, why don't you get on the leaderboard and show me? Forget about first place, if your fucking spending tonight can even make it to the top three, I'll write my name, Zhao Ming, upside down!"
As soon as he said this, his lackeys behind him immediately started clamoring as well.
"Exactly! Young Master Ming is a real man! Money talks!"
"Get on the board, old man! Let us open our eyes and see how much your depth is worth!"
"I'm afraid even if he pawned his entire outfit, it wouldn't even be enough to cover a fraction of Young Master Ming's bill, right? Hahaha..."
"Young Master Ming is the best!"
Zhao Ming was extremely smug from the flattery. He crossed his arms and looked at Zhang Dalong.
"Well? If you can't do it, then get the hell out! This place isn't somewhere broke losers like you can afford."
Zhang Dalong couldn't take it anymore. With a loud bang, he slammed the table and stood up.
He was already quite depressed today about having his hair dyed blond. Now, having done nothing at all but being humiliated like this, his anger completely exploded.
"Little boy, don't push your luck!"
Zhao Ming: "I'm pushing my luck? You stole my girl and you're still sitting here pretending to be a big shot. Old man, if you don't have the cash, then get lost!"
Xiaoya: "Zhao Ming, show some respect when you speak. Who is your girl? I have absolutely nothing to do with you!"
Zhao Ming: "Good, very good. It seems you guys are dead set on going against me."
"Call the manager over here!"
"Zhao Ming, what are you trying to do?"
"Naturally, I'm inviting you broke losers to get out."
"You..."
Xiaoya was just about to say something when the bar manager hurried over and asked respectfully, "Young Master Ming, is there anything you need?"
Zhao Ming pointed at Zhang Dalong and the others: "If I buy another 88,888 Divine Dragon Set, can you throw these broke losers out for me?"
The manager was initially quite happy hearing the first half of the sentence, but the second half made his face stiffen.
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but doing so would be bad for the business's reputation.
"Young Master Ming, look, we're running a business here. How can we drive our guests out? How about I give you another fruit platter on the house to help you cool off?"
Zhao Ming shoved the manager aside and pointed right at Zhang Dalong's nose: "I'll add another Divine Dragon Set! Today, either they get out, or I'm taking everyone to another club! You choose!"
The surrounding music had stopped at some point, and everyone's eyes were looking over here.
It seemed like there was some drama to watch!
The manager was out of options. After all, he couldn't afford to offend a big client like Zhao Ming, so he had no choice but to prepare to ask Zhang Dalong and his group to leave.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, please..."
Right at this moment, Zhang Tao, who had been watching from the sidelines, stood up and interrupted him.
"If you dare say a single word about kicking us out, you won't need to keep this place open anymore."
Manager: "..."
Zhang Tao walked directly in front of Zhao Ming and looked him up and down: "I thought you could pull off some huge flex, but it turns out this is all you're capable of?"
Zhao Ming showed no weakness: "What? You, a mere lackey, want to play the hero?!"
Zhang Tao ignored him and turned to ask Zhang Dalong: "Brother, want to play something thrilling?"
Zhang Dalong was actually getting ready to leave. He was long past the age of acting on impulse, and naturally wouldn't fight to the bitter end with a kid over a decade younger than him.
There was no meaning to it.
But Zhang Tao clearly had no intention of leaving, and for some reason, upon hearing Zhang Tao's words, Zhang Dalong suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"What... what are you trying to do?"
Zhang Tao looked at the bar manager again and asked: "Please tally up the total consumption of the entire club tonight."
The manager was stunned: "Sir, what are you..."
He still had some discernment and could tell that this person was not ordinary. Otherwise, when the other party just said that line about shutting down their bar, he would have directly called security over.
Zhang Tao smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping across the entire club. Finally, he pointed at Zhang Dalong and shouted loudly.
"Everyone, all the expenses tonight will be paid by my Brother Long!!!"
As soon as these words came out, the bar instantly went dead silent for three seconds.
Then, the whole place erupted in an instant!
"Holy shit! Buying out the whole club?!"
"Brother Long is a total badass!!!"
"Thank you, Brother Long!!!"
"Brother Long, you are my father!!!"
"Brother Long, I love you!!!"
"..."
Zhang Dalong: ???
No, what are you doing? What the hell are you doing?!
Who wants to foot the bill!
Seeing that Zhang Dalong was so agitated he couldn't even speak, Zhang Tao smiled and asked: "How about it, brother, thrilling or not? Does it feel good?!"
Zhang Dalong roared in his heart: Thrilling my ass! Damn it! You really are a beast!
Although his net worth was not low, that was merely his net worth. The cash he currently had on hand was only around two million. This single move would probably wipe out most of it. His heart was bleeding.
When Zhang Tao saw Zhang Dalong's face turn red, he thought he was excited and felt extremely proud of himself. The task given by The Young Lady could be considered complete, right?
"Brother, don't just stand there in a daze, let's drink!"
Zhang Dalong saw that it was past the point of no return. Especially after seeing the admiring looks from the people around him, he had a change of heart. The money was already spent, so wouldn't it be a total waste to act all bashful now?
With this in mind, he simply threw caution to the wind. He stood up abruptly, raised the beer bottle in his hand, and shouted to the cheering crowd, "Tonight, we don't go home until we're drunk!"
Even he was startled by his own roar.
Soon, there was a response.
Seeing that Brother Long had spoken, the DJ on stage grabbed the microphone and roared.
"BarCelO—n!!! Listen up, everyone!"
"Let's give our loudest screams and most enthusiastic applause to the most generous, most handsome man tonight, Brother—Long!!!"
"Everybody stand up!"
"Let me hear your voices! One! Two! Three! Thank you, Brother Long!!!"
"Thank you, Brother Long!!!"
The deafening shout from hundreds of people in unison was like a tsunami, making Zhang Dalong's head spin, but it also made the blood in his veins boil.
He had lived for nearly forty years and had never experienced anything like this.
The DJ pumped up the music again and improvised a rhythmic hype track.
"Yo, yo, yo! Look at the booth over there, who is spreading the joy!
All that calm and low profile, tonight we destroy!
Brother Long drops the ultimate trump card,
Buying out the whole club, he goes that hard!
This! Is power! This! Is dominance!
Let me see your hands, follow the rhythm, and scream for Brother Long! Brother Long is—a legend!!!"
"Brother Long is—a legend!!!"
"Brother Long is—a legend!!!"
Driven continuously by the DJ, the crowd's frenzy rose higher and higher in waves.
People kept surging forward to toast Zhang Dalong, shouting, "Brother Long is mighty! Brother Long is generous!"
Xiaoya and her friends had all become his fangirls, surrounding him and shouting excitedly.
"Mister! You are way too handsome!"
"Mister! From today on, you are my idol!"
"I've never seen such a baller scene in a club before!"
"........."
It had to be said, they had completely misjudged him.
They hadn't expected this seemingly cute older guy to actually be such a heavy hitter.
Zhang Dalong went from being unaccustomed and at a loss at the beginning, to completely letting go now. Surrounded by the crowd, he copied the young people and pumped his arms vigorously in the air.
Looking at the crowd going crazy for him below, and listening to the deafening cheers, an unprecedented thrill welled up inside him.
Finally, unable to hold back, he let out another loud shout.
"Awesome! Awesome! AWESOME!!!"
This roar released years of pent-up frustration and officially declared that tonight, he, Zhang Dalong, was the sole king of this place!
On the other side.
Zhao Ming and his crew were already long gone.
Although he had some money, spending over a million to treat the entire club was beyond his means, so he could only slip away in disgrace.
It wasn't until past one in the morning that the wild party finally came to an end.
Just as Zhang Dalong braced himself to swipe his card for the bill, the manager informed him that someone had already paid.
He instinctively looked at Zhang Tao.
"This money..."
Zhang Tao waved his hand. "This little bit of money is nothing, The Young Lady will reimburse it. Let's go, brother, onto the next round!"
"The next round will be even more thrilling!"
Zhang Dalong: "......"
