Chapter 697: Chapter 697: Bringing the Son Again
Orchid Club is the best club in Linton City and the favorite playground for the rich and the second generation of powerful families.
Especially after a mysterious boss took over the Orchid Club two years ago, there were more ways to play, richer content, and, of course, faster ways to burn money.
But there are rich people everywhere, and Linton City is no exception, with plenty of rich children and powerful family heirs throwing money into it.
Orchid Club gradually gained popularity, attracting not only people from Linton City but also from surrounding cities.
In the best room of Orchid Club, Rupert Harris is holding a silenced gun, aiming at the target across, and squinting his eyes—
After three shots, one 8-ring for each shot!
There was a burst of cheers in the room.
A man wearing a saucy light blue turtleneck sweater came over with champagne, handed him a glass, and joked with a smile, “I thought your hands would have gone rusty after not touching a gun for so many years, but your shooting is still so impressive. I think only Baron can beat you.”
Rupert Harris put down the gun, took the champagne, and a relaxed smile appeared on his determined face, “If it’s Baron, I’m sure he will shoot three bullseyes! There’s no comparison between him and me! How about we make a bet? If he comes and shoots three bullseyes, you stop thinking about the city bridge project. If he doesn’t shoot three bullseyes, I’ll approve the project for you. Deal or not?”
Adam Sinclair pushed his hand away and rolled his eyes, “Who are you trying to fool? I’m not an idiot! You might as well ask me to give up directly!”
Baron’s shooting would definitely result in three bullseyes.
Betting on this was less likely to be successful than rock-paper-scissors.
Rupert Harris shrugged and said concisely, “I told you to give up directly, but you refused.”
“No shit, it’s a 150 million project, why would I agree?” Adam Sinclair slapped his shoulder angrily and asked, “Why do you always want me to give up? You’re not even into this industry, and you won’t even give your friends a break. Who are you trying to please?”
“Could it be a woman?”
For a moment, Rupert Harris hesitated but quickly brushed off the topic, glanced at the beautiful actresses in the room, and said indifferently, “Haven’t you shifted your focus to the entertainment industry these past few years? I heard you’ve recently invested in several movies, and the female protagonist is the same person in all of them. If you’re focusing on a field, focus on the entertainment industry. It suits you better.”
“Investing in movies also requires money. If I don’t make more money, what can I invest?” Adam Sinclair, cunning as a fox, took a more complex look at the most eye-catching woman in the crowd, “Women are not as easy to handle as you think.”
For example, this woman, Olivia Lewis, is becoming more and more difficult to deal with!
If he doesn’t pay close attention, Olivia would have him looking like a cuckold.
To keep a closer eye on this woman, he has shifted his focus over the years to invest in the entertainment industry, including the entertainment clubs, like the Orchid Club.
“By the way, why hasn’t Baron arrived yet? It’s almost eight, and he said he’d be here at seven.”
The man he was complaining about had already brought a little boy in…
“No way, he brought Bobby with him again…” Adam Sinclair suddenly felt like dying, as he had organized a party for beautiful women tonight. How could they have fun with Baron bringing his son along?