It wasn't until after eleven o'clock that Zhou Wang, feeling it was about time, picked up his wine glass and bid farewell to Qiu Zeyu and the others.
Just as he was about to leave, a young man named Zhuang Zihao, a shareholder of PH, called out to him again.
"Brother Dog, this membership card is for you. Whether it's a weekday or weekend, no reservation, no queue. You can come anytime you want to have a drink."
Zhou Wang took the Black Gold Card handed to him by the smiling Zhuang Zihao, but before he could say anything, Qiu Zeyu exaggeratedly exclaimed:
"Whoa, Zihao, this is a stored value card, right? Be honest, how much money is in it?"
"Not much... 200,000."
Zhuang Zihao waved his hand immediately.
200,000?
Zhou Wang's eyes narrowed.
Although as a shareholder of PH, the actual value of this stored value card for Zhuang Zihao must be discounted, but for the clientele at PH, it's a solid 200,000.
