Chapter 074: He Just Put His Hands on Her

Chapter 074: He Just Put His Hands on Her

“Come straight in. I’ll tell the front desk. Come out to the golf course. I’m in Area C.” Su Qingying’s voice was as calm and cold as it had been yesterday, and she hung up the moment she finished.

Wu Chen drove into the front courtyard of Tangsha Private Club—a vast parking lot.

The club sat well out of the way, in Donghai City’s northern suburbs. It could be said to be just up against the main urban district without being inside it. Even so, the place was extraordinarily high-end and lavish.

Above all, it was big. Exceptionally big.

Nothing like the pleasure dens Li Ruotai ran.

This place was built for business.

One sentence covered it: this was a rich people’s club.

The building itself wasn’t especially tall, but it sprawled across an enormous footprint and had a strong sense of design. Beyond dining and lodging, it offered swimming, fitness, bowling, tennis, golf, and other leisure pursuits, along with twenty-four-hour butler service.

It was a premium business club that took members only and never a walk-in guest.

You had to hold a card before you could enjoy anything here.

Even the bottom-tier Gold Card ran two hundred thousand yuan a year, and that two hundred thousand only opened the card. Spending was counted separately.

The Diamond Card, a tier up, was one million a year, spending likewise separate.

And then there was the Black Card. A Black Card was not something money alone could buy. Without sufficient standing, or someone to introduce you, you would never get one.

Naturally, members of different tiers enjoyed different service.

As Wu Chen knew, Su Qingying held a Black Card here. Black Card members could bring in any number of guests to dine and spend, and could use every entertainment and leisure facility on the grounds.

The lot held plenty of luxury cars, but it was so large that it still looked half-empty.

Wu Chen picked a space at random, parked the Lamborghini, and walked inside.

Like a man who knew every inch of the place.

He crossed the lobby and went straight to the front desk.

He had been here far too many times before. During the thousand-year loop there had been a stretch when he came constantly. A card took two hundred thousand, and he hadn’t had that kind of savings, but he could mortgage his apartment and take out loans from sharks—the money landed the instant the paperwork was done. It didn’t even eat up a morning. Blindingly fast.

Every day reset, so at the time he never once thought about what came after the money was gone.

He hadn’t always paid, either. Plenty of times he had simply slipped in. With the skills he’d built up, getting inside was no trouble at all.

He had tasted the full leisure of upper-class wealth right here.

“Sir, your card—is this your first visit? Would you like to look around first?” The young woman at the front desk smiled, extremely professional.

“I have an appointment. Miss Su,” Wu Chen said, smiling.

“One moment, please…” She lowered her head as if to look it up for him.

“Mr. Wu, is it?” Just then a middle-aged woman in a business suit came over quickly from one side. She was very beautiful, and carried herself well. Tangsha Private Club’s front-hall manager.

“That’s me.” Wu Chen turned toward her.

“This way, Mr. Wu. Miss Su is waiting for you.” She started leading him at once.

She didn’t know who Wu Chen was, but she knew who Su Qingying was. A guest of Donghai’s foremost heiress could hardly be handled carelessly.

The grounds were so large that Wu Chen followed her for several full minutes, then rode a sightseeing cart for two more, before he finally saw Su Qingying in the distance.

Area C of the golf course.

On the ground floor, facing the course, the structure opened out into a terrace garden, and from it an awning extended five meters deep and a hundred meters wide. Beneath the awning ran a line of hitting bays, each partitioned off into its own few meters of space.

It was only nine in the…