Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 244 - 243, Are You Here to Apologize?

Chapter 244: Chapter 243, Are You Here to Apologize?

Zheng Xiaomin panicked.

Her heart was full of fear and unease.

After all, Xu Wendong had just injured two members of Zhongyi Hall, and they would surely retaliate. The only thing they could do now was hide.

However.

She didn’t expect Xu Wendong to do the opposite, and he even wanted to go to the headquarters of Zhongyi Hall.

Wasn’t this like a lamb entering a tiger’s den?

Xu Wendong wore a faint smile: "I have a friend at Zhongyi Hall. I’m just going over to have a chat. Don’t worry, nothing will happen."

Hearing him say this, the unease in Zheng Xiaomin’s heart eased a little bit.

Then the taxi driver drove and brought the two of them to the headquarters of Zhongyi Hall, which was actually called Club Number Three.

This was a very prestigious private club in the provincial city. To become a member, one had to pay an annual fee of 500,000. And that’s just for a regular membership card; a high-level membership card costs one million, a silver membership card two million, and a gold membership card five million.

Of course, there’s also a diamond membership card.

The annual fee for that reached a staggering 20 million.

"Hello, please show your membership card!"

After Xu Wendong and Zheng Xiaomin got out of the taxi, security personnel from Club Number Three stopped them. The look in their eyes was filled with disdain.

Coming to Club Number Three by taxi?

It was the first time they had ever seen such an operation.

Xu Wendong pulled out a Great Wall cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a puff, and said indifferently, "Please trouble yourself to give President Cao a call. Just tell him a friend from Qingyuan County wants to see him!"

"Shoo, shoo, our President Cao is such a busy man, not someone ordinary people like you can meet," the security personnel said disdainfully.

Xu Wendong was not angry. He smoked his cigarette casually and said, "You’d better call Cao Jinbo; otherwise, if you really delay something important, you won’t be able to afford the consequences!"

Seeing Xu Wendong was so young yet had such an enigmatic demeanor, the security personnel exchanged glances.

Even though Xu Wendong and Zheng Xiaomin were dressed quite ordinarily, Xu Wendong had an inexplicable aura, much like the understated style of the powerful families’ disciples.

"Please wait a moment, I’ll go contact President Cao now." A middle-aged man turned and entered the club.

Meanwhile.

The two people who had been overpowered by Xu Wendong at the barbecue stand earlier came out angrily with over a dozen others. They initially intended to get into the nearby business car.

But they unexpectedly saw Xu Wendong.

Their eyes suddenly filled with disbelief.

Clearly, they didn’t expect to meet him here.

They instinctively rubbed their eyes, and after confirming they hadn’t got the wrong person, the burly man who had tried to put an arm around Zheng Xiaomin’s shoulders before sneered: "Damn it, you actually dared to come to Club Number Three? Didn’t you know we were just about to take people to cause you trouble?"

As he said this, he looked back at a man in his thirties with a straight posture, respectfully saying, "Brother Qing, it was this bastard who injured us before."

Brother Qing’s eyes were cold, scrutinizing Xu Wendong like a venomous snake: "You’re here to take the initiative and apologize, right? If that’s the case, pay two million, and we’ll forget about it."

Xu Wendong asked, "What if I’m not here to apologize?"

Brother Qing: "There’s a Tibetan mastiff in the club that eats dozens of pounds of cow and sheep heads daily. You, just barely enough to feed it for two days!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xiaomin panicked, trembling as she held onto Xu Wendong’s arm: "Didn’t you say you have a friend here? Hurry up and call him out!"

Xu Wendong’s face showed a faint sneer: "Just a bunch of ants, why be so tense?"

The middle-aged man’s eyes widened with anger: "Damn it, if you dare call us ants, believe it or not, I’ll chop your limbs off to feed the dogs right now?"

Brother Qing’s eyes also flashed with coldness: "Since you refuse the toast, then don’t blame us for being ruthless." With that, he waved his hand: "Take this guy down for me."

"Yes!"

A deafening shout came from the dozen or so strong men around.

Just as they were about to make a move.

Just as Zheng Xiaomin hid behind Xu Wendong, trembling.

The security personnel who had entered Club Number Three earlier rushed out quickly. Seeing that everyone wanted to attack Xu Wendong, he shouted angrily: "Stop!"

Brother Qing was furious: "A San, you damn well dare to tell me to stop?"

Others also showed looks of disbelief.

After all, A San was just a security guard.

And Brother Qing was the manager of Club Number Three.

Throughout Zhongyi Hall, he was a middle-level executive.

For a security guard to reprimand a club manager, how could they not be shocked?

Unexpectedly, A San didn’t feel the slightest bit of tension, instead looking at Xu Wendong and respectfully asking: "Are you Mister Xu Wendong?"

Xu Wendong: "Yes."

Upon learning Xu Wendong’s identity, A San quickly made a welcoming gesture, warmly saying: "Please come inside, Mr. Cao will be over shortly."

Hiss!

Everyone gasped.

Their gazes toward Xu Wendong were filled with seriousness.

Everyone knew it.

Cao Jinbo usually did not come to Club Number Three.

Now, because of Xu Wendong’s presence, he was coming to the club.

For a moment.

A big question mark rose in everyone’s hearts.

Who exactly was Xu Wendong?

Did he warrant Cao Jinbo personally making a trip to meet him?

Although they had no answer.

Even though they didn’t know Xu Wendong’s background or origins.

One thing was clear.

A man who could make Cao Jinbo come personally for a meeting was no ordinary person.

"Could your so-called friend be Cao Jinbo?" Zheng Xiaomin cautiously asked as she followed behind Xu Wendong.

Xu Wendong put one hand in his pocket, holding Zheng Xiaomin with the other, casually saying: "We haven’t met, to be accurate, we’re not even friends yet."

Following behind, Brother Qing and the others felt a sense of numbness on their scalps.

You haven’t even met President Cao, yet he’s coming to the club personally for you???

The two middle-aged men who had previously clashed with Xu Wendong were pale.

They knew it.

They had kicked a steel plate.

Even though they were disciples of Zhongyi Hall, no one could protect them now.

After entering the club, staff led them to a luxurious private room, serving them exquisite fruit platters, pastries, and a selection of fine red and foreign wines.

Without exception, all beverages were worth thousands.

After waiting for about half an hour.

A loud laugh came from outside as Cao Jinbo walked into the private room: "Mister Xu, your arrival truly brings light to my humble abode. My apologies for not being able to welcome you personally."

"I’ve heard before that Mister Xu, though young, is exceptionally capable. Seeing you today, you truly are impressive!" He said enthusiastically, extending his right hand.

Xu Wendong stood up and shook hands with Cao Jinbo, smiling: "There’s no need for formalities between friends."

Cao Jinbo’s eyebrows rose, his eyes glinting with a curious light: "Can we become friends?"