Chapter 1215 Just Here to Cause Trouble!

Lin Huan smiled slightly and turned to look at Cao Qingmei: "Qingmei, will you be jealous if I come here to be cool?"

Cao Qingmei blushed and said quickly: "It is already a great honor for Qingmei that Mr. Lin wants me. How can Qingmei be jealous because Mr. Lin comes out to find a woman?"

Lin Huan nodded with satisfaction and looked at the bald man: "You heard everything, right?"

The corner of the bald man's mouth twitched, feeling jealous.

Damn it, this woman is beautiful and sexy, she’s not even jealous of her own man when he goes out to have a good time, why hasn’t he met such a good woman?

Others felt envious and jealous after hearing this, and gave Lin Huan a thumbs up in admiration.

Lin Huan smiled slightly, turned around and looked at the two rows of beauties welcoming the guests and said, "I'll give you a chance to shout again."

The female greeters looked at each other and finally shouted in unison: "Sir, Madam, welcome."

Although it sounded awkward to shout like this, Lin Huan nodded with satisfaction, then held Cao Qingmei's beautiful hand and walked into the club with her head held high.

As soon as he entered the door, the private room manager in black formal attire greeted him: "Sir, have you reserved a private room?"

Lin Huan looked at his work badge and found that his name was Lin Ming, and they were from the same family.

However, this did not affect Lin Huan's determination to cause trouble at all. He shook his head and said: "Which is the most luxurious private room of yours? I want it."

Lin Ming frowned, then smiled and said: "I'm sorry, sir, the Emperor's Hall has been booked out."

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows: "Has anyone arrived yet?"

Lin Ming was stunned for a moment, then said: "Not yet, but..."

"No, but I want that private room. In addition, I will find you the most beautiful private room princesses. I want to play a big one today." As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Huan took out a handful from his arms. The hundred-dollar bill was waved in front of Lin Ming.

Lin Ming swallowed, his eyes burning.

There were no less than a hundred banknotes in this handful, which was almost as much as his monthly salary. As long as he agreed to Lin Huan's request, he could keep these banknotes in his pocket. This kind of temptation was not small.

It's just...he really doesn't have the right to decide

It took a lot of effort to suppress the desire to accept the money: "Dear sir, the Emperor's Hall has indeed been booked, but I can help you get the Prince's Room, which has not been booked yet. Booking."

Among the private rooms of Qingcheng Entertainment, the Emperor’s Hall is the most luxurious, followed by the Prince’s Hall and the Prime Minister’s Hall.

This is very similar to the clubs and bars owned by Cao Qingmei. As for who copied whom, it is a confusing matter.

"No, I will only choose the most luxurious private room when I come out to be cool. Other young masters don't like it, so I want the Emperor's Room."

"In this case, you can help me call the person who booked the Emperor's Hall and ask him to make a price. I am willing to buy the right to use the Emperor's Hall from him tonight. As long as you can help me get this done, the money It’s yours.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Huan took out a large handful of banknotes from his arms and stacked them with the previous ones. Judging from the thickness, the money must be twenty or thirty thousand!

Lin Ming's eyes suddenly turned red. Damn, his monthly salary plus tips doesn't even make that much money!

"Sir, please give me some time and I'll give it a try." Lin Ming took a deep breath, walked to the side and took out his cell phone to start contacting the people who had reserved the private room before.

Less than half a minute later, Lin Ming put down his cell phone with an ugly expression, walked over and said with a forced smile: "Sir, I'm sorry, Mr. Ai does not agree to give up the Imperial Hall."

In fact, Lin Ming also knew that there was little hope of getting the other party to give up the Imperial Hall. Those who could come to Qingcheng Entertainment to spend money were big bosses with a net worth of at least tens of millions.

The boss who has the ability to book the Imperial Room is worth at least hundreds of millions. Will such a boss give up the private room just for a little money?

Lin Ming just made this call out of luck because of the money.

"Don't want to?" Lin Huan sneered, then sat down in the lounge area of ​​the lobby and said: "You wait here with me, I want to see who dares not to give me face! "

Lin Ming suddenly panicked. What did this mean? He was going to fight over a private room? Isn't this a waste of time?

Just seeing that Lin Huan was the wealthy owner, Lin Ming didn't want to be offended, so he could only step forward and apologize and said with a smile: "Sir, if you want to book the Emperor's Hall, you can come back tomorrow, and I promise to book it for you."

Lin Huan smiled sinisterly: "No need, I never look at the almanac when I go out. He said he wants to use it today~ I have to use it today!"

Lin Ming's expression changed, and he was about to persuade him again, but at this moment, a group of people walked in from the door.

After seeing the middle-aged man surrounded by everyone, Lin Huan's eyes lit up and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's him, it's interesting."

This man was Ai Qian's father Ai Ningwei, who had a verbal conflict with Lin Huan on the plane.

Seeing Ai Ningwei walking in surrounded by people, Lin Ming hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Ai, the Imperial Hall has been prepared for you, please come with me."

Ai Ningwei nodded arrogantly and walked inside without stopping.

At this moment, Lin Huan stood up and stopped in front of him: "Mr. Ai, we meet again."

Ai Ningwei stopped and looked at Lin Huan for a while. He felt that he looked familiar but could not remember where he had seen him before. So Ai Ningwei frowned slightly and said, "Who are you?"

Lin Huan sneered: "Mr. Ai, you are so noble and forgetful. We talked on the plane the day before yesterday. Of course, I am not looking for you to reminisce about old times, but to ask if you are willing to give up the Emperor's Hall."

Ai Ningwei raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously: "Are you the person that Manager Lin said who wants to use the Emperor's Hall to show off?"

Lin Huan looked at Lin Ming with a look of astonishment on his face. Lin Ming quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at him.

Cao Qingmei's heart was filled with murderous intent. A mere private room manager dared to say that Mr. Lin was showing off. He must not know how to write the word "death", right?

"Ahem, that's right. I just want to use the Emperor's Hall to show off. You can give in or not." Although Lin Huan was unhappy, he didn't want to embarrass a young manager, and the reason was not bad.

If you want to show off, you naturally have to do something to do it. Otherwise, how can you pretend? You can't go to Urban Beauty, right?

Ai Ningwei snorted coldly: "You are not qualified to ask me to give up the private room, so get out of the way quickly."

Lin Huan laughed darkly: "What if I don't let you?"

"Manager Lin, don't you care if someone is making trouble?" Ai Ningwei's face darkened and he shouted to Lin Ming.

"Qingcheng Entertainment is a big venue, and security is always strict. Why are cats and dogs allowed in today?"

"Hmph, I would like to talk to Boss Sun about this when I get the chance, and ask him to do a good job in screening guests."

"As soon as I entered the door, I heard a mad dog barking here. It was really disappointing!"

The three people following Ainingwei also yelled at him.

Lin Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, quickly walked to Lin Huan and said, "Sir, please don't make it difficult for me."

Lin Huan didn't even look at him, just stared at Ai Ningwei and said: "It seems that your daughter didn't tell you the truth. To tell you the truth, it was his mother who came to cause trouble today. You should yell at others." , I’ll do it all~Mom, continue!”