Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1285 - 384: [Greed, Anger, Delusion]

(This Chapter has 9600 words, putting out a big Chapter to compensate for all the readers.)

Chapter 384 [Greed, Anger, Delusion]

Inside the nightclub, the music is deafening with a strong rhythm, beneath the colorful lights, coupled with the dry ice mist sprayed around the dance floor intermittently, making the scene look like a cacophony of chaos.

The air is filled with the mixed scent of alcohol, various perfumes, and the murky smell of sweat.

Yet within such an atmosphere, the people in the dance floor and around, men and women, all carry expressions of excitement on their faces, wantonly indulging their emotions, swinging wildly with the rhythm.

The girls dress provocatively, freely displaying their graceful and youthful bodies...

Chen Yan sits in what’s known as the "Zone Zero" booth in this nightclub.

He leans on the sofa, with an unknown "set meal" placed on the table in front of him, which consists of variously packaged champagne bottles brought over by a few bunny girls from the atmosphere group, flaunting extravagantly, giving ample "face."

Actually, Chen Yan is unfamiliar with the workings of such night scenes. One could even say this is the first time in his life he has come to such a place.

But this kind of place doesn’t require you to know the rules or understand the tricks.

—Money is all that matters!

Chen Yan is earnestly "experiencing" recent emotions—the impact of losing a lover after a heartbreak on his entire being.

Understand, comprehend, only after understanding can one break free.

He spent three days at home intoxicated, gathered all of Lu Sisi’s belongings from his home, stared at them, and dazedly sat for another day.

He looked through the chat history between him and Lu Sisi from start to finish several times, as well as some of the couple’s photos together.

While drunk, he also carefully reminisced about his journey from acquaintance to love with Lu Sisi, the sweet and beautiful moments shared...

On the fourth day, he decided to go out for a walk.

What does a heartbroken person usually do? After thinking for a while, Chen Yan came up with an answer: Drink, indulge in emotions, find an outlet.

Hence, the nightclub.

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In the nightclub, you really don’t need to understand those so-called rules, procedures, and tricks.

He checked online and found this to be one of Jinling Prefecture’s most famous nightclubs, so he drove his big G to get there.

Driving a big G to the nightclub entrance, security in uniform willingly came over to help direct parking, after parking, they thoughtfully placed safety barriers alongside the car.

As he stepped inside, a proactive marketer from the nightclub came to meet him, after learning that Chen Yan hadn’t reserved a table and didn’t have a familiar salesperson, the marketer who introduced himself as "Ah Lin" immediately geared up, his eyes gleaming when he looked at Chen Yan!

This is a walking Dragon Country Coin!

He actively introduced the lowest consumption of different grade booths, Chen Yan directly stated: "Get the best spot."

He actively introduced various packages, Chen Yan didn’t really listen, but casually nodded: "Open two sets first."

Then, Chen Yan followed this marketer named Ah Lin to a good spot in "Zone Zero" with a spacious booth that could easily seat twenty people. Once seated casually, Chen Yan took out his phone and following Ah Lin’s guide, opened two sets of packages.

With a beep, after scanning the payment code, Chen Yan’s account had fifty grand less—not consumption, but a direct card top-up.

Ah Lin’s attitude towards Chen Yan went beyond flattery, it was downright humble!!

Chen Yan had a sip of the drink, something called Wild Pigeon, its taste terrible, but Chen Yan still downed a glass in one go.

Beside him, Ah Lin promptly refilled his glass and even lit a cigar for Chen Yan.

No smoking indoors? There’s no such rule in nightclubs.

"President Chen, how would you like to play tonight?" Ah Lin began to use marketing ploys, "Are any other friends coming?"

"No, just me alone." Chen Yan looked at this young man who seemed not much older than himself and said calmly: "Not in a good mood, came to find some happiness."

"...Understood!" Ah Lin immediately responded warmly, "Got it! Got it! Bro! Watch me arrange! I’ll ensure satisfaction!"

He excused himself for a moment and returned in less than ten minutes, trailed by a string of girls.

A kaleidoscope of vivid hues and varied styles enveloped him. Whether the sultry, cold, glamorous, or innocent and seductive styles, all enveloped him.

These girls are not professional, though most are regulars in nightclubs or within social circles. In major nightclubs, marketers who gain traction have countless contacts for such girls. When second-generation or wealthy folks open a card and want some atmosphere group, the marketers call over girls they know well.

Generally, no one offers tips, directly giving money would turn them into hostesses, but these girls aren’t here for a meager tip, mainly to mix in the card, the circle, seize the chance to meet wealthy men, possibly snag a sugar daddy.

And when going out, these girls wouldn’t let themselves look shabby in their attire, all dressed in Balenciaga, Chanel-like styles, wearing jewelry. Either Bvlgari or Cartier; slightly less costly are Van Cleef & Arpels.

Five or six girls sat down, chirping and chatting with Chen Yan. Chen Yan didn’t say much but didn’t deliberately keep a stern face either.