Chapter 529 - A Foot in Enemy's Grounds
The lively sound was deafening as hot bodies grinded and rammed against each other from time to time.
The DJ changed the music from rock to upbeat, garnering another loud cheer from the crowd.
The artist from IHZHI looked around. His clothes were too formal for this wild party. Fortunately, the psychedelic lights were all over and no one noticed how out of place he looked.
The artist was trying to look for a certain man under the flashing club lights.
He had messaged the man whom he had met in yesterday's party that he already arrived at the venue. But the man had not replied yet. He was about to call the man when he heard someone calling his name, rather, his alias.
"Hey! I finally found you!"
An arm stretched and hooked his neck. It was the man from yesterday.
"Hey, you're here! I thought you are going to ditch me. I even wondered if this is really the right place," the artist said as he wiped the sweat on his forehead. The place was too hot for him.
The man chuckled at the artist's look of doubt as the latter glanced at the passionate and unrestrained moves of the men and women dancing around them.
"Hahah! You are still too young. Actually, I find it hard to believe, you really haven't gone to this kind party before?"
"What kind of little white sheep do you think I am? Of course, I attended many of these, as much as you probably do. But you are speaking yesterday about opportunities. I thought it will be a formal party, so I prepared for one. See, look at what I am wearing?"
The man looked at the artist's clothes.
He only just managed now to take a closer look at his formal clothes.
He snickered. This artist was really too naive, just like a little white sheep.
Did the little white sheep truly think that he was inviting him to a formal party where big fishes swim?
Not every stranger was kind enough to give people they did not know those kinds of opportunities. Everything was give and take. No one was willing to give a stroke fortune of luck when they don't have something to benefit from it.
But making a fool out of this artist made the man feel good about himself. In fact, he had also met many of this kind of fool, and they all did not end well after their worth was squeezed out.
"Oh, dang. I apologize, man! I forgot to tell you beforehand."
The man showed an apologetic smile, but inside, he was mocking the artist even more.
"Opportunities not only come in big formal parties. Wild parties like this has a lot more hidden luck."
The man 'kindly' gave advice to the artist.
The man initially thought that this artist would not come. If he did not come, he planned to meet him again 'coincidentally' then deepen the superficial friendship with him step by step, giving him tempting little promises of benefits all the while.
However, the idiot actually contacted him first that same night and asked for the venue.
He was laughing inside how easy and trusting this man was. He was really lucky that he had found an easy prey. He thought that this person's greed was more than what he had expected. With this, he would be able to control the prey more easily.
And when he saw how meticulously he was dressed after thinking that it was one of those formal parties with the big bosses, he felt more strongly that the artist was really dumb. He was more confident that he would be able to easily rope this artist in and use him.
The man became more friendly and unbridled.
"You should come with me. I will introduce you to some people who knows how to earn money well."
The man dragged the artist to one of the private rooms above.
The artist just smiled and followed blindly. His eyes though were taking in everything he saw. His glance flickered faintly at his tie and checked that the 'thing' was still there.
He touched it.
'Click.'
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Inside a van quietly parked in a hidden corner outside the establishment, the woman saw the camera being turned on.
The two people in the van straightened their backs.
"Our man has visual. The target is on the way to the second floor. Be discreet."Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click #'s-grounds_52440917008763447 for visiting.
(A/n: Target- the man whom they suspected is a drug dealer)
Another two men, Xiong Zhi's new artists who were dancing on the floor, twirled in a dance move and looked secretly at the stairs leading to the second floor.
They could not see the subject well due to the lights. So they stopped dancing and pretended to take a rest by the stairs, chatting to themselves.
Back in the van, through the camera's monitor, they saw the smooth floor with LED lights aligned at the sides, as if they were shaping out a catwalk.
The speaker vibrated.
Their artist spoke.
"Wow, this second floor is very different from the ground floor."
The artist's voice was filled with awe.
The subject chuckled. "You don't know, but this entire building just belonged to the club."
Artist: "What? Then this is a really big club. How many floors does it have?"
"There are six floors. Anyone can enter the ground floor. The second to third floor belong to the members. As a member, I can naturally bring you up," the subject said in a boasting voice filled with arrogance.
"Wow. So powerful! Being a member of this huge club must mean you are rich."
"Hahaha." The subject laughed.
He was satisfied with the artist's reaction.
"You bet. It costs a lot just to become a member. Especially, you have to pay more to enter the fourth and fifth floors."
"Fourth and fifth floors are for members too?" There was a sound of longing in the artist's voice.
"Are you interested? Once you earn enough, you can buy membership here. Of course, I can also refer you to make the process easier."
"Really? I would love to! But... Well, you know that I just started. I don't have money for now. Maybe I will just enjoy the ground floor for a while."
"Don't worry, once I introduce you to this business, you will become a member for sure. And if you did well, you might even be able to purchase a membership for the fifth floor. I have heard that that's where the big opportunities and big fishes were."
"Oh? But you said the club got six floor? We can't get to sixth floor?"
"Nah, That floor is only for the boss. Every LG club's final floor belongs to the boss only."
"Oh... have you seen the boss yet? He must be an amazing person!"
"Not yet. But maybe..." The man's tone changed.
"If I do well, I will be promoted and meet him soon."
"Dang, I also want to meet him!"
The two chattered like bosom friends.
The target's guard was down since he thought that the artist was a dumb man who was easy to influence and control.
He had no idea that he had let a spy enter into their grounds.
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