"It's so cold. You should've known to grab a jacket before coming out."
Gao Yuan chided her softly as he watched Meiting jog up to his side.
"It's fine. The moment you said you were coming, I was already fired up."
Meiting didn't stand on ceremony with Gao Yuan. She naturally took his arm, and the two walked straight toward the entrance.
But they didn't go in right away, choosing instead to stand by the door and chat.
Noticing a layer of goosebumps on Meiting's bare arms, Gao Yuan took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.
When Gao Yuan put the jacket on her, she smiled even more brightly, her two dimples exceptionally charming.
Gao Yuan's gesture seemed ordinary, but it truly warmed her heart.
Working in a nightclub like this, Meiting had met all sorts of people, including plenty of rich bigwigs and young masters, but she held a special affection only for Gao Yuan.
The reason was that Gao Yuan always managed to make her feel happy through small details, making her feel respected and cared for.
That's why Meiting never tried to milk him for money; even when she went home with him, she never had any extra demands.
"Brother Yuan, are you waiting for someone?"
This was her exclusive way of addressing Gao Yuan. For others, it was always "President this" or "Young Master that"; she never called anyone else "Brother."
"Chuanzi and Xiaozhi will be here any minute."
"Young Master Qin and President Zheng are coming too? It's going to be a lively night, then."
Just as Meiting finished speaking, two luxury cars pulled into the parking lot.
A Mercedes-Benz G-Wagen and a Porsche Panamera.
Gao Yuan knew his two troublemaker friends had arrived.
The Mercedes-Benz G-Wagen was Qin Yichuan's ride, and the Porsche Panamera belonged to Zheng Zhi. Of course, both luxury cars were salvaged vehicles.
Given their net worth, it wasn't that they couldn't afford new cars. They were just low-key at heart. Plus, with Qin Yichuan's family in the business, salvaged cars offered better value for the money.
Gao Yuan stood still while Meiting had already called over a security guard to help with parking.
Some might wonder how a poor kid like Gao Yuan ended up with two millionaire friends. Weren't they from different social circles? How could they possibly get along?
Actually, when Gao Yuan first met Qin Yichuan in college, the guy seemed completely ordinary. His spending habits were entirely average. Who knew that after graduation, he would drop the act?
He revealed his background, and only then did Gao Yuan learn he had a billionaire father.
As for Zheng Zhi, when Gao Yuan met him, he was just the owner of a small workshop making QQ skins, with seven or eight workers doing contract work for some big companies.
When he started in e-commerce, it was Gao Yuan who helped him interview and hire people. When Zheng Zhi first invited him to start the business together, Gao Yuan couldn't bear to leave his job at a publicly-listed company and missed out on a chance at immense wealth.
'It was all a matter of timing and fate,' he thought. 'If I had really started that business with Zheng Zhi back then, I'd probably be financially independent by now.'
'But if that were the case, maybe it wouldn't be my turn to awaken this money-spending ability.'
As Qin Yichuan reached the entrance, he started teasing, "You two finally done with Double 11? Got time to come out and have fun now?"
Zheng Zhi adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and looked at Gao Yuan seriously. "We're done. Business was tough this year, and sales performance dropped sharply. Yuanzi, you'll have to find some time to give me some more ideas."
Gao Yuan couldn't be bothered with these two. He just put his arm around Meiting and headed inside.
During Double 11, neither of these guys had a moment to spare.
Qin Yichuan, in particular, had gone all out with his livestreams, running them in a 24/7, around-the-clock mode.
Zheng Zhi, due to the unique nature of his products, couldn't do livestream e-commerce, but he had a blast with his social media communities.
And now they were blaming him for not having time to hang out. He wasn't taking the fall for that.
"Look at him, a director at a public company, looking down on us small-time players..."
"Yeah! We can only earn our bread by the sweat of our brow. So undignified!"
Walking ahead, Gao Yuan heard his two friends' comments, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He really wanted to turn around and give them both a good kick.
Stepping inside IN11, Gao Yuan heard the music and began to relax.
He liked coming to IN11 not just because Meiting was here, but also because the atmosphere was very relaxing.
As one of the pinnacle business karaoke venues in the country, the decor was naturally quite grand.
Compared to other places, the lighting here was a bit dimmer, creating a hazy, mysterious feeling. The service and amenities in the private rooms were also top-tier in the nation.
The "performers" here were all gorgeous women with stunning figures. In terms of entertainment alone, you definitely got your money's worth.
Meiting had reserved an electronic music room for the three of them; the pool suites were already fully booked for the day.
The three of them didn't mind. They could have fun anywhere. Besides, who said you couldn't wear a bikini and go for a swim in an electronic music room?
The three men sat down on the sofa. After pouring each of them a glass of warm water, Meiting brought out three sets of dice and placed them in front of them.
This was the game they had settled on whenever the three of them went out.
The three of them would roll the dice, and the person with the highest roll would pay the bill for the night.
"How about we change the game tonight?"
Before they could start rolling, Qin Yichuan spoke up.
"What do you have in mind? Let's hear it."
Gao Yuan and Zheng Zhi both looked at Qin Yichuan, wondering what kind of trick the guy was trying to pull this time.
"The three of us are all in e-commerce now, right? Double 11 just ended, so how about we each write down our sales figures? Whoever sold the most pays the bill!"
Hearing Qin Yichuan's proposal, Gao Yuan naturally had no objection.
If they rolled dice, he had enough money in his pocket now to cover a night out for the three of them.
And if they were comparing Double 11 sales, he was even less afraid.
The listed company he'd just quit sold wigs. It had a return rate as high as 60%, which could climb to 65% during major sales events. 'This is a guaranteed win for me!'
Zheng Zhi adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses again and said in a low voice, "How about we don't write anything? I'll pay the bill."
"Why? No way! We're writing them down, we have to!"
Seeing that Zheng Zhi didn't want to write, Qin Yichuan instantly knew the guy had just been crying poor. He had definitely earned a fortune this year.
"Guys, please, let's not write it down. All expenses tonight are on me. Let's just have fun."
Zheng Zhi quickly tried to pull Qin Yichuan back, while also giving Gao Yuan a look, hoping he would put in a good word for him.
"Since Xiaozhi is willing to pay, let's just let the rich guy treat us!"
Gao Yuan went along with Zheng Zhi. He pretty much understood now: Zheng Zhi must have sold an insane amount this year, probably another astronomical figure.
At this, a wicked smile appeared on Qin Yichuan's face. He leaned back and said, "Xiaozhi, fine, you can pay the bill. But you have to tell us how much you sold this year! Otherwise, your big brother here won't be able to admit defeat gracefully."
Gao Yuan was also a little curious about how much Zheng Zhi had actually sold this year, enough to make him volunteer to cover the bill for the whole night.
Normally, a night out for the three of them would cost forty to fifty thousand yuan. But if they went all out at IN11, spending hundreds of thousands or even over a million in a single night was perfectly normal.
Seeing that he couldn't get out of it, and since neither of them were outsiders, Zheng Zhi furtively held up his index finger.
"Wow! Is that ten million?"
"President Zheng, that's a huge harvest! Congratulations!"
Hearing Meiting's gasp of surprise, Gao Yuan and Qin Yichuan both scoffed.
They weren't scoffing at Meiting, but at Zheng Zhi for being so good at playing the pig to eat the tiger.
He usually acted all refined and proper, like an upstanding citizen, yet he was in the business of selling QQ skins.
'And now he dared to play guessing games with them.'