About ten minutes later...
The lights in the entire club suddenly dimmed, and the music came to an abrupt halt.
Men and women dancing on the dance floor were instantly confused.
"What's going on? What's the situation?"
"What's this nonsense? I was just getting into it!"
Customers inside the FT nightclub expressed their dissatisfaction.
But in just a few seconds, a sound like a heartbeat exploded in everyone's ears, creating a wave of sound.
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The rhythm of the heartbeats grew faster and faster, and the blood in the veins of people in the pitch-black space seemed as if it were vibrating out of their bodies with each beat.
As a snaking procession of lights slowly emerged from backstage, the patrons, who were regulars at the club, suddenly realized what was happening...
After all, it had been less than ten minutes since Big Three Yuan's last round, so they didn't need to think twice – another big shot had definitely made an extravagant move!
Just as expected, the lights that had gone out now came back on, and a huge hollow sphere appeared over the FT nightclub venue. With a loud bang, countless pure white pieces of paper cascaded down like a blizzard.
In the middle of the stage, Jiajun's figure quietly appeared before everyone.
At the same time, an image of the exclusive T·03 booth appeared on the massive LED screen.
As online celebrities, Lin Jiayun, He Jing, and Xiao Lan were often in front of the camera, but this was the first time they appeared in front of everyone in such a manner. Despite trying their best to hide their excitement, their slightly trembling bodies betrayed them.
"Thank you, Mr. Gu from booth T·03, for your generous spending! Splurging 388,888 yuan! You've unlocked our Fascintion Club's brand new suite, the Grand Slam Set! Wishing you a continuously prosperous journey ahead! The Fascintion Club is honored and brightened by your presence!"
Gu Heng had only spent 340,000 yuan, but the big screen showed 388,888 yuan – a clear gesture of goodwill from the FT nightclub.
The atmosphere team was already in place, with all lights focused on booth T·03, countless smoke columns rising, and cheers resounding throughout the hall.
People are influenced by their surroundings, and influenced by the rhythm set by the atmosphere team, a group of young men and women, already tipsy from the alcohol, also started to cheer.
"Once again, we thank Mr. Gu from booth T·03 for his generous support. And now, I have another piece of great news for everyone!"
"In a moment, our Fascintion Club will offer two dozen Budweisers to all the VIPs in the booths! This expense is on Mr. Gu! Scream!"
The other customers, who initially thought they were just witnessing someone else showing off, screamed at the sound of Jiajun's announcement.
After all, who wouldn't want two dozen free beers? It would cost a thousand yuan if they bought it themselves! Now they could get it just by shouting aloud...
"Tonight..."
Jiajun first deliberately lowered his voice, then slowly crouched down, and finally, with a hysterical scream, he bellowed!
"Let's not go home unless we're drunk!"
"Not go home unless we're drunk!"
"Not go home unless we're drunk!"
And Gu Heng, sitting in the booth, basking in the glory of the moment, was slightly surprised when he heard Jiajun's announcement from the stage...
But he quickly figured it out...
Although FT nightclub was famous for the online celebrity effect of Tong Jingcheng and Lao Bai, it was actually not that large, being a venture with just over twenty million in investment, nothing compared to the nine-figure investments of renowned nightclubs.
Therefore, the number of booths wasn't large, totalling just about fifty at most.
A dozen Budweisers might be priced at 480 yuan in the FT nightclub, but outside it would cost around 100 yuan, so two dozen would be 200 yuan...
Especially for a club that had a steady supply, the purchase cost could be even lower – lower than you might imagine...
So, after all that calculation, a booth with two dozen Buds didn't really cost much, but with all these maneuvers, not only did the guests who came in to play get real discounts, but Gu Heng's face was also given due respect!
Whether this scheme was thought up by Jiajun or by the higher-ups at FT nightclub, it was clear evidence that FT nightclub's marketing was indeed skillful...
The line of people delivering drinks exceeded 50, with the deliberately winding lights passing in front of each booth before converging at booth T·03, where dozens of people holding boxes of drinks bowed ninety degrees in front of booth T·03.
"Thank you, Mr. Gu, for your strong support of our Fascintion Club!"
"Thank you, Mr. Gu, for your strong support of our Fascintion Club!"
"Thank you..."
The grand voices of gratitude spread to every corner of the FT nightclub.
Feeling the slightly trembling bodies of He Jing and Lin Jiayun beside him due to excitement, Gu Heng smiled faintly, sitting beside them with an apparent calm, but clearly, his body was a bit stiff...
Was this calm because Gu Heng had the Innate Pretentious Holy Body?
Of course not...
It was because the scene was too thrilling, the first time he had ever pretended to such a grand extent, and in front of more than a thousand people at that. The excitement of a successful pretense rushed straight to his head.
To put it simply, it was like an average boy, already quite sensitive to such matters...
Only to have his first encounter not with an ordinary person but with many men's goddess, Liu Tianxian, who not only was a diva but also possessed eighteen kinds of martial arts, masterful in all kinds of musical arts...
The boy was instantly overwhelmed with pleasure...
That's probably how Gu Heng felt right now...
But after that wave of excitement passed, Gu Heng gradually calmed down. As he listened to the occasional praises of "Mr. Gu is so generous" around him, he suddenly felt as serene as a Buddha...
No wonder so many people are obsessed with nightclubs, even taking out loans to splurge there. In the past, Gu Heng didn't understand why people earning a few thousand a month would save for months just to show off at a nightclub.
340,000...
Considering it took him more than five years to save 80,000, it meant he would need to save for more than twenty years to afford it...
Spending twenty years of savings to show off for a few minutes, what's the point?
He didn't understand before...
Now, after experiencing it firsthand, he understood...
This kind of impulse spending in bars and nightclubs was probably similar to splurging in live streaming rooms; the goal was to achieve that brief sense of superiority and the thrill it brought. Only, this real-life exhilaration was more direct and purer than the virtual thrill of the internet!
Is this what makes the night world so alluring?
Here, as long as you're willing to spend money, you get other's insincere flattery, stand out in the spotlight with everyone's attention on you, and earn the envious looks of others!
While Gu Heng was reflecting, he, who was somewhat surprised why the system hadn't appeared this time, found the familiar voice echoing in his mind again...
[Host made the first retaliatory consumption, the mental state extremely excited, indulgence level near full stars! Reward: 3.88 million yuan, balance 5.74 million!]
But this time, Gu Heng wasn't as excited as before...
Because the reward amount from the system was within his expectations...
The system's way of rewarding was simple; as long as he indulged, it would pay.
But the amount of money it paid out varied...
Now, Gu Heng was starting to understand...
The amount of money probably depended on his emotional fluctuations...
If the emotional fluctuations were small, the reward money would be less; if they were big, the reward would be high.
Just like this time, the reward was more than ten times what he had spent...