Tang Su also smiled and shook her head, "Alright. Continuing on about the problems you were just mentioning. What you said isn't wrong; the nightclub does seem to lack highlights, but you forgot its name—'Wealthy Gates'. What would ordinary people think of when they see this name? To put it plainly, it's wealthy people. This is the most straightforward and most vulgar form of vanity, but it's also the most practical and useful."
"Marketing?"
"You know quite a lot. That's right, we could for now define it as a form of marketing, but this is only a low-end type of marketing, where success here relies on human influence."
A thought flashed through Ye Tian's mind, "You mean the owner of this place."
"That's right, the owner here, Chao Song."
Ye Tian looked in the direction she indicated, and a bald man approached, his eyes deeply set but bright, clearly a shrewd character.
