City: I was reborn and became the top rich second generation

I happened to see Wang Xiaocong driving a pink Rolls-Royce Phantom, and he was really a little angry, poking his head and waving to Zhou Xing: "Old Zhou, this way."

Zhou Xing got into the car.

Finding that there were only two seats in the car, he couldn't help asking curiously, "Where is Deng Jian?"

While driving the car, Wang Xiaocong looked straight ahead: "That kid...let him figure out a way to get there. I'm still his brother in terms of status. I'm so much older than him. It would be great if I could take him out to play. What bike?"

"After all, I took a big risk by calling him. The old man in his family, his father... the family education is scary, maybe if he finds out that I took him to the bar, he may even come to trouble me."

Wang Xiaocong seemed to be thinking of something, and couldn't help shrinking his neck: "If it weren't for Lao Zhou's face, that kid has a good friendship with you, I still think it's a good choice for him to stay at home and be a good boy."

"We'll talk about it when he arrives in Shanghai."

Zhou Xing couldn't help laughing, and nodded in agreement.

Looking at Deng Jian like a runaway wild horse in Shanghai, it seems that the family education is not so strict, otherwise the child would not be forced to be like this.

The two rushed towards their destination talking and laughing.

From the main road, through several small alleys, and then came to a magnificent building.

The building still maintains the style of Ming and Qing Dynasties.

On the beam, there are three large characters.

Jing Zhaoyin.

"Is this Kyoto cuisine?"

After Zhou Xing saw it, he asked a question.

"Ah......"

Wang Xiaocong sneered: "When you come to Kyoto, who still eats Kyoto cuisine? Although the architectural style here looks very Kyoto-style, the dishes inside have nothing to do with Kyoto cuisine. The taste is relatively light. It is fresh and the environment is good. It’s just that we’re going to be cushioned, and we’ll go to the bar for a drink or two later.”

Zhou Xing shook his head. Although Kyoto is prosperous, there are indeed not many dishes handed down.

So when most people come to Kyoto, they go directly to the Sichuan restaurant.

After Wang Xiaocong parked the car.

Go straight to the door.

"Brother Wang, old... Brother Zhou."

Doorway.

Deng Jian, who was wearing a north face and kicked his hands in his pockets, saw the two of them far away, and waved to them excitedly.

Zhou Xing nodded to Deng Jian, and the group walked towards the restaurant.

Chapter 377 ONE THIRD

Enter into a separate box.

The waiters began to serve the dishes one after another.

There are plates of original ecological dishes on the table, looking out the window swaying in the wind, and the bamboo forest covered with snow.

Really don't have an experience.

After dinner.

It was already dark in Kyoto.

Zhou Xing glanced at the time, it was less than six o'clock.

After paying the bill, Wang Xiaocong came to the parking lot.

Deng Jian looked at Wang Xiaocong's parked Rolls-Royce Phantom, rubbing his hands eagerly.

Wang Xiaocong was speechless: "You tried it, what kind of car should I drive?"

Deng Jian chuckled, and pointed at the Passat parked beside him with some embarrassment.

Wang Xiaocong took a look at the Passat, and his eyes almost popped out: "Good guy, your Passat is probably older than my grandfather, right?"

"Row."

Wang Xiaocong had no choice but to hand the key to Deng Jian: "Who told you that you are younger than me."

Then he took the Passat key from Deng Jian's pocket.

Subconsciously want to press the button to unlock.

click.

The mechanical key popped out.

Wang Xiaocong stood there, dazed for a while, then opened the Passat's door with the key, looked at the simple interior, and sat in.

He looked for the button to adjust the seat on the door frame, but it was empty.

Think for a while.

Patted his head.

As soon as he lowered his head, he pushed down the seat, and the whole person fell down.

Wang Xiaocong tossed about in the car for a while.

Just started the car.

Then he found that Deng Jian had already started the car, lowered the car window and smiled heartily at Wang Xiaocong, showing a row of white teeth: "Brother Wang, this car is old, and it's so cold now, you'd better warm it up for 5 minutes, Drive...in case the car stalls halfway."

"Brother Zhou and I will leave first."

The window is closed.

The phantom disappeared in front of Wang Xiaocong in a flash.

Wang Xiaocong was sitting in the car, looking at the car with a blank expression...a hot car, he hasn't heard what a hot car is for a long time.

...........

work body.

ONE THIRD door.

Wang Xiaocong struggled to park the Passat in the parking space. When he got off, he took out a few red notes from his wallet and handed them to the security guard.

Ignoring the thanking security guard, he went straight to Zhou Xing and Deng Jian who had been waiting at the door for a long time, and threw the Passat car keys to Deng Jian.

He gave him a hard look, slapped Deng Jian on the head, and then snatched the keys of the Rolls-Royce back, "You boy, don't touch my car in the future."

"What's wrong with me?"

Deng Jian touched his head, looking a little aggrieved.

Wang Xiaocong snorted coldly.

He was ashamed to say, was he crashed by many cars on the road just now?

When did Wang Xiaocong suffer this kind of grievance.

He has always been the one driving a luxury car, crashing people everywhere... This section of the road has made him feel aggrieved, good guy, he almost didn't stand and stepped on the gas pedal, the gas pedal almost went into the fuel tank.

As a result, the car was still unhurried.

"Okay, let's go in first, it's cold outside."

Zhou Xing stood up and ended the topic.

Only then did Wang Xiaocong respond, and under the guidance of marketing, he came to the exclusive booth.

1 Ring of 101.

Sitting on the booth, Deng Jian looked at the bustling bar, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Huh...it's only six o'clock, and there are already so many people."

"That's not normal. It's not like you don't know how hot this ONE THIRD is."

After Wang Xiaocong answered the call, he glanced at the side: "When Lao Zhou comes to play, can I find a place to deal with it? Although this place has just opened for a short time, it has been full every day since it opened. If I hadn't found some connections, This card seat is really hard to decide."

ONE THIRD, also called OT Bar, is a high-end nightclub in Kyoto. It is mainly a party space and often has world-class guests touring.

Top [-] DJs are frequent visitors here, and even the resident DJs are top [-] DJs. It deserves to be the most popular EDM nightclub in Kyoto.

One of the hottest nightclubs in Kyoto.

Zhou Xing smiled.

Although there are many nightclubs in Shanghai, there are not many nightclubs in Beijing, and even better ones.

Sanlitun, Gongti.

The bar has a loud presence.

The atmosphere here is really good.

However, it may be because of the relatively early time, although there are many people sitting inside, but... the bar is relatively quiet.

The atmosphere was not so warm.

Wang Xiaocong beckoned, and the familiar manager trotted over all the way, and handed over the wine list respectfully with a smile on his face: "My lord, what do you want to order?"

Who would not know the name of the prince.

The son of the richest man in China.

The shot is indeed generous.

He often hangs out in the nightclubs of Gongti.

Every time I come, the consumption is not low.

For the supervisors, Wang Xiaocong is a well-deserved God of Wealth.

Wang Xiaocong took the wine list, looked at it for a while, then looked up at the main channel: "Let's have the set meal from last time first."

The supervisor thought for a while, and then asked, "The 128 million package last time?"

"Ok."

The supervisor looked happy and nodded again and again.

"Old Zhou, let's see if you want to add something?"

Wang Xiaocong handed the wine list to Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing waved his hand and pushed back the drink list: "Just look at the arrangement, you are more familiar with this place than me."

The supervisor took advantage of the situation and his eyes fell on Zhou Xing. He didn't pay much attention to it in the dim light just now, but now he took a closer look, looking at that handsome face.

My heart skipped a beat.

Good guy... Another heavyweight son comes.

The supervisor trembled a little, maybe a big one would come today.

"Okay, then order these first, and order later."

Wang Xiaocong took out a wad of cash from his wallet, put it on the drink list and returned it to the supervisor. Deng Jian, who was on the side, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak... and finally chose to shut up.

"Okay, wait a moment, I will prepare it for you right away."

The supervisor took the drink list and packed the cash, with a wider smile on his face.

About to leave.

But he remembered something again, leaned over to Wang Xiaocong, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, is the ceremony still the same, if you think it's inappropriate, I will cancel it here."

Wang Xiaocong turned his head to look at Zhou Xing, and Zhou Xing just replied, "The guest does as he pleases".

"Then I'm welcome."

Wang Xiaocong smiled.

"As usual!"

Wang Xiaocong took it for granted, "I came to the bar just for this."

He is not a low-key person.

"clear."

The supervisor turned and left.