"Brother Song, let's find a bar to drink tonight," Zhang Long said. "Bars in Shanghai are a lot of fun. As long as you spend money, you can have anything to play with. But I bet you've been to top-class bars many times, right? Tonight we'll go to one of the more average ones, and you'll feel like a god. It's honestly quite nice!"
"Then let's go."
Song Yun smiled. "I've never hung out in bars in Shanghai."
"You'll definitely remember it fondly."
Downstairs, a super flashy copper-plated Aston Martin was parked in the parking lot.
Zhang Long walked to the car and said, "Brother Song, do you want to drive or should I?"
"Let me give it a try."
Song Yun rubbed his hands and said, "Seems like I've hardly ever driven this car."
"This is a beast."
Zhang Long tossed the keys to Song Yun, then stepped aside.
