Insufficient balance

  A stunning red Ferrari speeding on a bustling street, in the 90s, an all-black Santana was already a symbol of coolness, let alone this luxury sports car that symbolizes wealth and status.

  It's true that a beautiful car goes with a beautiful woman, and this phrase is not an exaggeration at all. Through the open window, passersby with sharp eyes can accurately capture the elegant and refined woman in the driver's seat, her delicate face, snow-white skin, and rosy cheeks, combined with her languid posture, which both tantalizes people's hearts and tempts them to commit a crime.

  The woman in the car, to the occasional whistling sounds emitted by the young people along the way, naturally did not hear them. This may be a concept of hierarchy, or perhaps it is numbness cultivated under the dazzling halo of the masses for a long time.

  This woman is Yang Wan.

  At this moment, Yang Wan's mood was terrible. Ye Jun's phone call made Yang Wan, who had always been wise, calm, and beautiful, unable to sit still. She could tolerate Ye Jun's eccentric and bizarre ideas, even his shocking secrets that were almost unbelievable. However, when she heard that Ye Jun needed her help to get a pass to enter the Qingyan Club, her inner shock was imaginable.

  Although Qingyan Club has branches in various cities across the country, Jiangling City is no exception. However, in this vast city of Jiangling, not many people know that she is the person in charge of this club. So, Yang Wan couldn't believe that Ye Jun could decipher such a mysterious and shocking secret. As they drove, Yang Wan scolded Ye Jun, who was indeed sinister!

  Of course, Hu Youcai was surprised to hear that Ye Jun knew about the relationship between Yang Wan and Qingyan Club. At first, he was more shocked than wronged, saying really, even if Ye Jun told him about the candidates for the next election in Beijing and the final decision, Hu Youcai wouldn't be so shocked. But after thinking about it, his interest became stronger, secretly thinking that this was interesting, after all, Hu Youcai's idea was simple: the more evil Ye Jun was, the more reliable the information he revealed would be.

  When the eye-catching red Ferrari stopped outside the Qingyan Club, Yang Wan, wearing a pink tight-fitting dress, slowly got out of the car and handed the keys to the attendant standing at the door, instructing him to park the car properly. Then, she took light steps to look around, trying to catch a glimpse of Ye Jun's figure.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, four men soon appeared in view, with Ye Jun walking at the front, a smile all over his face.

  Yang Wanqiang suppressed the torrent of questions in her mind, glanced at Liang Tao and others, then smiled at Ye Jun: "Xiao Jun, how did you think of coming to Qingyan Club? Ah, are these people your friends?"

  "Yang Jie, this is Tao Ge. His younger brother was framed by someone and it just so happens that the matter may be related to a certain member of the Qingyan Club, so he wants to ask for your help."

  As soon as Ye Jun's words came out, even Yang Wan didn't have time to ask carefully, she heard Wu Xin shouting: "It's her! It's really her!"

  Everyone present was shocked, and looking in the direction Wu Xin pointed to, they found that in the garden in front of the Qingyan Club's gate, a large billboard stood upright, seemingly an advertisement for some kind of song and dance evening party. Coincidentally, there were several stunningly beautiful women posing in provocative dancing postures on the billboard.

  Yang Wan's face changed, and she hastily asked: "Who is it?"

  "The woman in the middle with a golden crown on her head, I remember it clearly." Wu Xin nodded affirmatively.

  No sooner had Wu Xin's words left his mouth than Yang Wan's rosy face sank, and she said coldly: "Are you sure? You'd better not wrong her, otherwise, no one in Jiangling City can save you."

  Yang Wan's words made Wu Xin startled, and both Liang Tao and Wang Bingyang were stunned. The three men looked at Ye Jun simultaneously, clearly not understanding why this beautiful woman's emotions could change so quickly, even to the point of being completely reversed.

  "Yang Jie, what's wrong?" Ye Jun asked in puzzlement.

  "Sorry, I lost my composure."

  Yang Wan seemed to feel that she was too excited, and her expression relaxed a bit, but even a blind person could see that she still had some resentment towards Wu Xin. This made Ye Jun think, wasn't the beautiful woman in the propaganda painting somehow related to Yang Wan?

  As expected, Yang Wan calmed down and said calmly: "She is my own sister, currently studying dance at the Provincial Art Academy. Every weekend, she comes to Qingyan Club to perform."

  No wonder!

  As soon as Yang Wan said this, everyone present let out a sigh of relief. After all, one's own family must help their own, and Liang Tao had the most say in this matter, since he had dared to charge into the Han household with a knife for his younger brother.

  It seemed a bit awkward, but Yang Wei's face broke into a charming smile and said, "Alright, you guys go rest at the club first, I'll arrange for Xiao Jing to come over as soon as possible to help clarify things for you."

  After finishing speaking, Yang Wan then instructed a few words to the waiter on one side, and afterwards hastily left the Qingyan Club.

  Qingyan Club is not unworthy of the four words "golden, magnificent and resplendent". It is luxurious yet elegant, majestic yet unassuming. Although it appears ordinary, it does not fall into vulgarity. The long red carpet stretches endlessly, and every time you approach a door, a fresh feeling of infinite scenery arises.

  As the doorman introduced, a gate in front of us had a history. A major shareholder once wrote eight big characters on this gate: "Vulgar people are not allowed to approach, elegant people are not allowed to rush in." It seems to be mocking those who are nouveau riche or pretentious, but in fact it is warning those who enter the door not to make arrogant and reckless moves, knowing that there are higher heavens beyond the sky and greater men beyond men.

  When entering a private room, the interior looks about several dozen square meters, with red sofas arranged in a staggered manner, and the lighting is slightly dim. The red light has some of the flavor of a bathhouse. There was no one inside the private room. After the waiter led Ye Jun and others into the room, he smiled and said: "Several bosses, please sit down first, I'll go arrange for tea, watermelon and fruit."

  After the waiter left, Liang Tao cursed with a smile: "This tone is almost the same as those sauna places. If I wasn't sure this was the Qingyan Club, I would have thought I had entered a brothel."

  As soon as the words came out, even Wang Bingyang, who had been silent and taciturn all along, couldn't help but smile. Ye Jun looked around at the decorations in the private room and found that the ink paintings hanging on the walls were all masterpieces of famous artists, and one was even painted by Xu Beihong! This is a valuable item, and it's surprising to see it placed in a private room, which gave Ye Jun a deeper understanding of Qingyan Club.

  Of course, whether these paintings are genuine or fake, no one will have any doubts. If the Qingyan Club relies on counterfeit products to pretend to be a luxurious club, then it is just a superficial third-rate club. How can this attract famous people with real power and wealth from all over the country?

  In a Jiangling City Qingyan Club, the situation was such that it was hard for Ye Jun to imagine what kind of shock the Qingyan Clubs in the capital and other first-tier cities would bring him. What kind of magnitude would those celebrities who came and went from the club have?

  "Hello! Mr. Ye, the system has analyzed that you are currently in danger! The environment you are in is hiding a timed bomb, which is expected to explode in five hours! Please evacuate immediately!"

  Since the mysterious watch program was formatted, Ye Jun gradually lost his enthusiasm for constant exploration. Perhaps he had enough of phrases like "Sorry, you don't have permission", but at this moment, a message suddenly popped up in his mind, leaving Ye Jun stunned and extremely shocked!

  Time bomb? Exploding in five hours?

  Ye Jun didn't suspect that the system would make a mistake and hurriedly asked: "Can you find out the exact location where the timed bomb was planted?"

  "Sorry, Mr. Ye, you don't have enough authority to access this information."

  "My god!"

  Ye Jun cursed under his breath and hastily shouted at Liang Tao and the others, "Quick! Quick, search for it! Does this private room have a bomb or not?!"

  Liang Tao and others were shocked to hear this, Wu Xin, who was originally sitting on the sofa, reacted most strongly, shouting "Oh my god!" and instantly jumped up, nervously wanting to rush out of the door, but was blocked by Wang Bingyang, who did not say a word.

  Seeing Liang Tao and Wang Bingyang's puzzled gaze, Ye Jun hastily said: "I'll explain later, hurry up and find now!"

  Liang Tao and Wang Bingyang nodded, although they were puzzled as to why Ye Jun said such a close-to-dangerous and alarming thing, but seeing that Ye Jun's expression was not like joking, they quickly and carefully explored all the hidden places suitable for placing explosives.

  "Are there bombs elsewhere?"

  Perhaps having already experienced the magical watch's inferiority since its program was formatted, Ye Jun cursed himself for asking such a question, not holding out any hope that the system would respond. But then a message appeared in his mind: "Mr. Ye, the system has analyzed that there are three timed bombs installed in the building where you are located. Please evacuate the scene immediately! It is expected to explode simultaneously in five hours!"

  Ye Jun originally intended to ask in detail and at least figure out the general location, but soon heard Wang Binyang's shout: "Found it! It's here!"

  Ye Jun and Liang Tao rushed forward, discovering a homemade explosive package the size of C4 under the sofa, with the timer clearly displaying 5 hours and 12 minutes left. Ignoring Liang Tao and others' gazes that seemed to be staring at a monster, Ye Jun suddenly opened the door and coincidentally bumped into several beautiful waitress walking over with tea and water, hastily shouting: "Quickly call your manager! And quickly report to the police!"

  "What's wrong, boss?"

  A waiter who looked like he was in charge looked puzzled and said, "After all, this is called a manager, and the police are called. In Qingyan Club, it's really the first time."

  "Don't ask so much! Go quickly!"

  Perhaps realizing that Ye Jun was an important guest brought by Yang Wan, the female waitresses did not dare to be negligent and quickly took out their walkie-talkies to inform the duty manager of the lobby about the situation.

  After a while, the manager of the large hall came over with several guards who looked like they were about to pounce on someone. Seeing Ye Jun pacing back and forth outside the private room, he asked nervously: "Sir, what's going on? Is someone causing trouble at Qingyan Club?"

  "Didn't you sound the alarm?" Ye Jun asked sternly.

  Nothing.

  The hall manager was bewildered, unable to comprehend what Ye Jun was getting at, and felt a surge of anger in his heart. If he hadn't known that Ye Jun was someone Yang Wan had brought in, he would have probably ordered him to be thrown out already.

  "Don't make a sound, just go in and take a look, then come out, not a word, got it?" Ye Jun glanced at the guards behind the manager's back and said calmly.

  The hall manager walked into the private room with a bewildered expression, but soon came out with a terrified look on his face, as if something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out. However, when he saw Ye Jun put his finger to his lips, he didn't dare make a sound.

  After a long while, the hall manager finally calmed down and roared at the group of bewildered security guards: "What are you still standing there for? Quick, call the police! Dammit, are you all stupid or something? Are you not thinking about your future? If I were to pack up and leave today, none of you would have a good life!"