Chapter 847: Chapter 847: How Do You Know So Much If You’ve Never Been There?
However, don’t say, the little guy has a point.
But if it’s counterexamples from other aspects, Zhao Gushen doesn’t mind telling them to the little guy.
Let him learn from them.
But when it comes to the personal issues between men and women, even if Zhao Gushen is open-minded in education, he can’t tell his son who is not even five years old yet.
"Some can be discussed, some cannot be discussed until you are older," Zhao Gushen said.
The little guy is very clever, and even if things were explained now, he might understand.
The little guy pouted and focused on his lunch.
He just felt that kids were completely disregarded.
No one tells him about anything.
A single line about being too young just dismisses him.
Zhao Gushen noticed that while the little guy seemed gloomy, he wasn’t throwing a tantrum.
He wasn’t insisting on knowing everything.
So Zhao Gushen smiled slightly, his son was actually very obedient.
Then, the three of them finished their lunch together.
Zhao Gushen urged the little guy to change into outdoor clothes.
He and Ye Fei also returned to the bedroom to change clothes.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Gushen continued the topic he couldn’t discuss with Ye Fei because the little guy was present.
"Zhao Guqing usually plays in a rather..." Zhao Gushen thought for a moment, then said, "indiscriminate way."
"Given what he usually does, he wouldn’t go to such a simple bar," Zhao Gushen said.
"Zhao Guqing has places he frequents," Zhao Gushen said, "they are usually not open to the public, and most people don’t know about them."
"To get in, you must be introduced by someone you know or be recommended by acquaintances. Of course, it’s not cheap. Membership fees can cost millions or tens of millions each year."
"Certainly, the costlier it is, the more unimaginable it is to regular people."
"There, whatever you can imagine, they will have it. It is a literal money-burning den," Zhao Gushen said.
"What exactly is there?" Ye Fei asked, surprised by Zhao Gushen’s description.
"Starting from the simplest, even a basic dish costs thousands, which is considered trivial. And it’s not even about the taste, just aligning with the venue’s image."
"Moreover, the patrons there are not short on cash for food and drinks and aren’t there for that. But some go there for business meetings."
"Because expensive things seem to elevate one’s status," Zhao Gushen said.
"Plus, since the venue is known within a small circle, it is private and discreet. It’s suitable for discussing important matters."
"Besides these basics, there are secret auctions and the like," Zhao Gushen said.
"Is there no gambling?" Ye Fei asked.
"Gambling and drugs are too risky, so the venue rarely touches on these. Especially those who afford to spend there are well-known or of social standing. Any incident would cause significant trouble."
"However, compared with drugs, gambling occasionally happens within an effective range. It’s not public, more like a game. Though ordinary folks gamble money of varied sums, these people make substantial bets."
"But the largest money flow comes from auctions," Zhao Gushen explained, "for instance, items obtained in not-so-legitimate ways. Those grave robbers trying to sell their loot would move items through the black market. Pricier items are auctioned here, considered a high-end black market."
"Then there are antiques that have ended up overseas. Some overseas buyers, for various reasons, want to unload them by going through these places."
Ye Fei felt rather emotional.
No wonder Zhao Gushen said this is where the real money flow is and that it’s a money-burning den.
It’s hard for her to imagine the lives of the wealthy.
"Besides these, naturally, there are also matters involving men and women," Zhao Gushen said.
"Since the venue is hidden, and the activities know no bounds," Zhao Gushen said, "few girls within the circle know about it, as the males don’t tell them."
"Women with financial capacities also don’t go there, and those without channels won’t approach naturally."
"Those who go are those from the outside, models, etc., who willing to join despite the chaos for money."
"They are introduced by professionals for customers to choose from," Zhao Gushen said.
"Isn’t this just a pricier version of..." Ye Fei hesitated to say the words.
Zhao Gushen nodded: "Exactly."
"There are one-on-one, many-on-one, and even group arrangements," Zhao Gushen said.
"Wasn’t there an online expose regarding a large event on Nanhai Island, a chaotic party at night that got leaked?" Zhao Gushen said.
Ye Fei nodded, she had seen that expose too.
It caused quite a stir online.
Wave after wave of disclosures, simply challenging people’s values.
"What’s played in that venue can only be more excessive and more disturbing than what was exposed," Zhao Gushen said, "just that no one has leaked it."
Yan Beicheng himself owns a venue called Red Top.
But it is quite different from the type Zhao Gushen described.
Yan Beicheng’s venue is solely for dining and business discussions.
Though costly, mainly due to its excellent environment, service, and rare ingredients from unique origins, along with the cooking itself.
Plus, there are some issues of added value.
But those messy things are absent.
Many just assume venues are no good places.
All because of those like Zhao Guqing frequenting such venues.
Before Ye Fei could ask, Zhao Gushen hurriedly declared his innocence: "I have never been to those places Zhao Guqing goes to!"
Ye Fei was taken aback.
She hadn’t even thought about that.
But Zhao Gushen brought it up himself.
That was a reminder for her.
Ye Fei then asked: "If you’ve never been, how do you know so much?"
Of course, Ye Fei trusts Zhao Gushen.
This man is just so self-disciplined.
Even if Zhao Gushen was proving his innocence himself.
Even if others came to gossip to Ye Fei that Zhao Gushen had been or was going to such places.
Ye Fei wouldn’t believe them.
Because this is the kind of security and trust Zhao Gushen has instilled in her.
So much that Ye Fei can’t even feel a speck of doubt.
So even though Zhao Gushen described it in detail, Ye Fei never suspected anything.
Ye Fei wasn’t doubting him even now when she asks.
