Super Spender

Chapter 163 - 163: 159 Night Scene – Part Two

“By the way, do you have a girlfriend? Or someone you fancy? Tell me about her.” Finn Lewis asked while scrolling through his phone, not even lifting his head.

Jason Wells turned to look at Finn Lewis, hesitated upon seeing him playing with his phone, then finally began, “Well, I don’t have a girlfriend, but there’s someone I like. I just don’t know if she likes me back.”

“Oh? What does she do?” Finn Lewis continued while still on his phone.

“This…” Jason Wells hesitated once again.

“What’s wrong? Is there something you can’t talk about? Relax, you’re my brother. I won’t laugh at you. Didn’t I tell you about my university breakup?” Finn Lewis looked up at Jason Wells.

“Alright, well, she actually works in the nightclub we’re going to. But don’t get me wrong, bro. She’s definitely a good girl.” Jason Wells quickly explained, clearly afraid of Finn Lewis misunderstanding.

“I’m not an old-fashioned person. What’s wrong with working in a nightclub? It’s an honest job.” Finn Lewis chuckled.

Only then did Jason Wells breathe a sigh of relief. Although Hello City is a provincial city, it obviously couldn’t compare to Celeston City. The city wasn’t very large, so they arrived at a nightclub called Soho 88 in just half an hour.

“We’re here.” Jason Wells remarked as he parked the car in the nightclub parking lot.

“This place?” Finn Lewis looked up at the sign. If it had been in the past, he wouldn’t have been able to tell much. But now, Finn Lewis’ perspective was something Jason Wells couldn’t match. Even without going inside, Finn Lewis could tell this was just a place where small- time hooligans and college students would hang out. Calling it “top-tier” was pretty much a joke.

But Finn Lewis didn’t say anything, just casually asked, “Is this it?” “Yes, it’s one of the best and largest nightclubs in Hello City.” Jason Wells affirmed.

“Okay, let’s go in then.” Finn Lewis walked straight in. Jason Wells naturally followed. As they reached the entrance, they saw five or six young men in security uniforms checking each passenger. They even checked ladies’ bags, probably to prevent people from bringing alcohol or weapons inside.

When it was Finn Lewis’ turn, the male security officer reached out. Finn Lewis blocked his hand and said calmly, “I haven’t brought anything. Let me in.”

“No, we must perform a check. No entry without a check.” The male security officer glared and responded. The other security officers also looked toward them.

“I told you, I have nothing. Let me in.” Finn let out a cold glance and said sharply.

“Sorry, if we don’t check, you can’t come in.” The security officer blocked Finn’s path.

“You want to check? Fine. But please put on gloves, and cover your instruments. Otherwise, if you get my clothes dirty, you won’t be able to afford it.” Finn pointed to his clothes and said.

“Bro.” Jason, standing behind Finn, finally reacted and called out anxiously.

“What’s going on?” A man’s voice came from the distance. Finn looked and saw a man in his thirties wearing a suit; presumably a manager of the nightclub.

“He won’t let us check. He insists he’s carrying nothing.” The security officer quickly reported the situation. The manager looked towards Finn as he listened. The entrance wasn’t dimly lit, so when he saw Finn’s face clearly, he was taken aback. Then quickly he said, “Well, this gentleman obviously doesn’t have anything on him. Just let him go in.”

Finn gave the manager a surprised look; he hadn’t expected the manager to let him in so easily. He had been ready to teach Jason a lesson.

The security officers were amazed, but with the manager’s order, they had no choice. They stepped aside to let Finn through. Just then, three or four burly men appeared from nowhere and followed Finn in. The security officers realized Finn was not alone, and these stone-faced men didn’t look like hooligans. They felt a cold sweat. Who were these people?

Running a night club inevitably meant having some underworld connections. But in comparison to the smaller Hello City, they had never met anyone as impressive as Finn.

Jason was at a loss, he had no idea what was going on. He was a regular at this nightclub, knowing most of the people managing the venue. But he had never seen anyone walk in without a check unless the person knew the club owner.

Unless one knew the owner, everyone, including regulars like Jason, had to be inspected each time. The manager had a bald, unethical reputation and seldom gave face to anyone, metaphorically he was like a bald head, slick and impervious.

No one knew where this saying came from, but everyone started calling him like this. Yet surprisingly, he had let Finn in today. Jason had no idea what had happened, but since Finn went in, he naturally followed. From beginning to end, Jason didn’t even notice the burly men who came with Finn; he was still stunned by the manager’s attitude.

It was just past 9 0’clock, and the club was just getting started with many empty spaces. “May I know how many of you are there, sir?” the manager asked with a big smile after explaining things to the security officers.

“Just two of us, me and my brother.” Finn pointed to Jason behind him.

“Your brother?” The manager looked surprised. He naturally recognized Jason who was one of the regulars, albeit a small-time rumble with little money. If not for causing trouble, this type would hardly be allowed in. Each time they came, they would just hang around at the bar, couldn’t even afford several bottles of beer, not to mention any hard liquor.

“What?” Finn raised an eyebrow.

“Nothing, nothing.” The manager quickly reassured..