I drove to the Night Moon Club, and the waiter recognized me, politely ushering me inside.
I glanced at the VIP rooms upstairs and asked, "How much does it cost to open one of those VIP rooms upstairs?" A glint of sharpness flashed in the waiter's eyes, "Sir, the VIP rooms upstairs require a minimum spend of one hundred thousand yuan for the day."
I was secretly shocked in my heart; I hadn't expected it to be so expensive. For a moment, I was torn. After all, one hundred thousand wasn't a small amount for me either, but if I weren't a guest on the second floor, Qin Yiran wouldn't be able to come to my table.
After much consideration, I decided to bite the bullet, "Take me to open a VIP room then."
The waiter's grin was stretching to his ears. He courteously led me to the second-floor VIP room. After I handed him my card, I casually ordered two bottles of alcohol, "Can this one hundred thousand be directly considered as credit?"