Reborn as a Noble’s Son - Chapter 98:

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Dynasty Night Banquet_l

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“Wan, let’s get married.” Nie Zhenbang suddenly stood up, his expression very serious. In Nie Zhenbang’s heart, since he and Dong Wan have come this far due to coincidence, he must give Dong Wan an explanation, regardless of her family background. If Li Lixue were in Dong Wan’s place, he believes he would still say the same. However, Dong Wan just shook her head at this moment. Looking at Nie Zhenbang, her eyes showed a touch of emotion. A man who could speak such words had not let Dong Wan’s feelings for him go to waste. She responded, “Zhenbang, let’s hold off on this matter. Right now, you should be more concerned about your young girlfriend. As far as I know, Anna left the country three years ago. Now that she knows you’re back, she must be restless overseas.”

Listening to these words, Nie Zhenbang felt a headache coming on. He had experienced Anna’s persistence in his past life. It wasn’t realistic to say that there were feelings between them, considering how little interaction he has had with Yang Anna in both his past and present lives.

Even after the Nie family fell from grace in his past life, whenever Yang Anbang visited him, Nie Zhenbang would either make sarcastic remarks or outright insult Yang Anna until she left mad.

Nevertheless, it was impossible to say he was not moved. Any man would be touched if he knew that a woman was willing to stand by him for a lifetime. Unless that man had an iron heart.

Looking at Dong Wan, Nie Zhenbang said with a firm expression: “Wan, don’t worry about Anna. I will clarify things with her. I’m serious.”

At this moment, Dong Wan burst into laughter, then said, “Zhenbang, I’m well aware of Anna’s personality. She’s an independent person who won’t be easily swayed by your words. Let’s not discuss this now. I’m not pressuring you. We can talk about our situation later. Also, in Jingcheng, there are plenty of men with multiple wives.”

Dong Wan’s words were a bit seductive, causing Nie Zhenbang to blush. It seemed that having a wife on each arm, sharing the same warm blanket was truly the highest state of life.

Seeing Nie Zhenbang’s indulgent expression, Dong Wan spat disdainfully and muttered, “Humph, men, looking at one person while thinking of another. Both Anna and I are not ordinary women. If you mess things up, you might trouble the Nie family.”

Then, Dong Wan seriously said, “Zhenbang, there’s something else I need to discuss with you. My close friend, who happens to be your relative, a child from the Ye family, who has been abroad for many years, wants to host a high-society charity event in Jingcheng. After thinking it over, the only suitable places in Jingcheng are your Dynasty Club and Yang Anbang’s Tang Dynasty Club. Can you help with this?”

High-society charity?

This term was not unfamiliar to Nie Zhenbang. In his past life, after 97, the children of the red nobility, colloquially referred to as the “third and fourth red generations”, seemed to be infatuated with this type of event while enjoying their luxurious lifestyles.

Money and power, which are seemingly of utmost importance, seem easily obtainable to red nobility. However, within each red family, there will naturally be talented individuals who will continue the path of their elders and maintain this glory. But among them, many are devoted to their hobbies or public welfare.

His so-called relative, the young woman from the Ye family, seems to be a well-known person in this regard. She was one of the earliest to immigrate abroad among the noble circles and was also a famous socialite in Jingcheng.

Nie Zhenbang never rejects doing charity work. Especially when this request is coming from his girlfriend, who he has just crossed a line with. A direct refusal might seem as if he were burning bridges.

However, Nie Zhenbang greatly disliked charity dinners that are just for show. In his past life, the public relations crisis of the Red Cross was a widely debated issue on the internet.

Looking at Dong Wan, Nie Zhenbang immediately followed up, “Wan, I’m willing do charity work. But, I would like to know your plans. How do you plan to distribute the funds collected from this event?”

At Nie Zhenbang’s inquiry, Dong Wan was astonished. To be honest, Dong Wan didn’t know much about charity dinners. Her knowledge was based solely on what Ye Hui had told her, claiming that it was a common way to socialize among the high society abroad.

But regarding how to use the funds collected from such an event and where to spend it, Dong Wan didn’t know. Looking at Nie Zhenbang, Dong Wan felt a bit embarrassed. After their relationship had progressed, she was more at ease in front of him and played coy, “I don’t know what to say when you ask me these questions. Well, just get it prepared. And when my friend comes back in a few days, you can ask her directly.”

With Dong Wan’s instruction, Nie Zhenbang became more diligent. Working at the Central Committee was quite leisurely, especially for someone like Nie Zhenbang, who had a certain status. The main goal here was to enhance his rank and acquire more experiences in officialdom. However, Nie Zhenbang was fully aware of the future glory of the League and had his own plans.

But now, under Dong Wan’s orders, Nie Zhenbang had to focus on the task at hand. Moreover, a social evening was also a good way to expand his network.

Currently, Li Lixue was in charge of the Dynasty Club. Li Lixue was the nominal big boss of the Dynasty. With her Russian ethnicity, two cold-hearted bodyguards, Long and Tiger, always by her side, and the fact that most of the big shots in Jingcheng were very polite to her, Li Lixue had become quite a figure in Jingcheng in a short time. She was even rated as the most mysterious figure by some people.

Outside the Dynasty Club.

The Dynasty had undergone a significant change in the past three years.

Initially, the Dynasty had just bought a two-story building in Dongcheng District for business. But the current Dynasty Club was completely rebuilt on the original site.

The square layout was very consistent with Huaxia’s aesthetic principles. All the scenery and decorations followed the principle of central symmetry in traditional Huaxia culture.

The Dynasty Club covered a large area, about 20 acres in size. In the current Dongcheng District, where land was exceedingly valuable, this was definitely a luxury. It was comparable to the land waste within the red walls.

In front of the club was a huge parking lot. It seemed like a waste at the moment, but as the number of cars increased in the future, it would prove to be a display of foresight.

The whole building was square in shape, with a total of nine floors. In the traditional Chinese culture, nine represented nobility. The so-called supreme authority of the “Nine Five,” precisely meant this.

As soon as Nie Zhenbang appeared at the entrance, the two security guards, who looked like bodyguards, greeted him at the door of the lobby. They were very professional and said politely, yet confidently, “Good day, Sir. Please show your membership card. This is a private club and is not open to the general public.”

As a private club, membership cards were indispensable. They represented a person’s status. Moreover, the membership card system was initiated by Nie Zhenbang himself. For this reason, the membership cards were even custom made from Hong Kong.

The Dynasty Club’s membership cards were divided into three levels. The most basic card required a payment of fifty thousand in annual fees and the card holder had to be a direct relative of a deputy department-level official or above from any province or city to qualify.

The next level was the Red Dragon card, which required a terrifying eighty thousand in annual fees, along with an one-time fee of eight hundred thousand upon joining. After joining, members could enjoy a lifetime membership. This level required at least department-level status.

The last level was the Golden Dragon card. The membership fee reached an annual sum of one hundred twenty thousand, with a one-time fee of one million two hundred thousand upon joining. The minimum status for this level had to be at least at the sub-national level.

Moreover, the number of members at the Dynasty Club was not limitless. The club had a cap of nine hundred ninety-nine members. Unless a member resigned or their membership was revoked, even if you were the grandson of the highest-ranking state official, you would have to wait for someone to leave to join. This demonstrated the Dynasty’s dominance.

Currently, the Dynasty Club had three hundred fifteen basic members, sixty-three Red Dragon members, and eleven Golden Dragon members.

Nie Zhenbang immediately took out his membership card. It was a pure black card, with a lifelike golden dragon coiling on it. The card number was just a single digit ‘1’.

Seeing this card and remembering Boss Li’s instructions, the two security guards instantly stood straight, and saluted, “Boss, welcome!”