OFR – Chapter 266  Purple Gold VIP

Hongyang Amusement World was a prestigious and luxurious theme park in Nanjing.

As the very peak of the service industry, Mu Bai didn’t need to investigate much to know that it would inevitably have close ties to either the Nalan Family or the Haiyun Alliance, to which Shuangyun Tower belonged.

After all, those two forces had essentially carved up nearly all of the top-tier service industries across the southern provinces.

And since Mu Bai was both a Nalan Family black card holder and a Haiyun Alliance VIP, it shouldn’t be difficult—through either identity—for him to have the park’s management ensure that Mu Xiaoxiao and her friends’ privacy and safety were protected while they played.

With that thought, he casually searched online for the corporate ownership behind Hongyang Amusement World.

Sure enough, within seconds, the internet confirmed: Hongyang Amusement World was wholly controlled by the Haiyun Alliance, with a 70% stake.

It was considered one of the flagship entertainment projects of the Haiyun Alliance in Nanjing and even in Jianghai Province.

As for the other high-end luxury theme parks in Nanjing, all of them were under the control of the Nalan Family.

This made Mu Bai realize that, overall, even though many top enterprises had banded together to form the Alliance, their holdings still fell short compared with the Nalan Family.

The Nalan Family carried with it the remnants of the last feudal empire’s power.

Compared with the current national government, such power was insignificant.

But in the private sphere, it remained an immense, intimidating behemoth.

That said, since Xiaoxiao and her friends preferred to visit Hongyang Amusement World, which was under Haiyun Alliance control, Mu Bai didn’t say more, nor did he bother with the Nalan Family’s luxurious parks.

Instead, he pulled out of his pocket two cards that symbolized the highest status across the southern provinces.

One was a black card, elegantly trimmed with gold—the Nalan Black Card.

The other was the Haiyun Alliance’s top-tier Purple-Gold VIP Card.

He picked up the Purple-Gold card and read the lines printed on it:

【Purple-Gold VIP Holder: Leng!】
【As one of Haiyun Alliance’s most esteemed VIPs, a senior assistant has been assigned exclusively to you: Mr. Yun Xiaokun, Deputy General Manager of Haiyun Alliance’s Nanjing Division. Contact details below.】
【Phone】: 136*******
【WeChat】: ns******
【QQ】: 26******

He only wanted to glean some key information from the card.

Before going, he planned to inform Haiyun Alliance so they could be prepared.

After all, aside from dealings with Shuangyun Tower, this would be his first time directly engaging with a high-end Haiyun Alliance enterprise, and giving notice was only proper.

But what Mu Bai didn’t realize was that just as he jotted down the contact details, the women around him—Liu Yan, Liu Fei’er, Li Shishi, and Zhou Xiaoyu, all goddess-level celebrities—were staring at the two exquisite cards in his hand with expressions of shock.

In moments, the casually indifferent looks on their breathtakingly beautiful faces froze, then shifted into stunned disbelief.

Most shaken of all was Liu Fei’er, whose own identity and family background were the most prominent among them.

It wasn’t without reason. She knew the most about the two cards in Mu Bai’s hand.

And the more she knew, the more unbelievable it seemed.

Her father, a billionaire businessman, held the very same Purple-Gold VIP Card that now rested in Mu Bai’s hand.

Her father had said that this card was the Haiyun Alliance’s Purple-Gold VIP Card—

A card symbolizing wealth and power across all the southern provinces.

Anyone who possessed it was either rich or noble, someone worth cultivating ties with.

If friendship wasn’t possible, enmity was absolutely forbidden.

As for the other card—the black one—its image had long been seared into her memory.

She remembered, back when she was still in school, her father—wealthy and respected though he was—had gone to great lengths to try to obtain that black card.

He spent time, money, favors, and connections, but no matter what he did, he was coldly and summarily rejected. Not even a reason was given.

At the time, she hadn’t understood why anyone could treat her father with such arrogance.

It was just a card, she thought. What was so special about it?

But after growing up, Liu Fei’er finally understood what that pitch-black card meant across the southern provinces.

The Nalan Black Card.

Among southern elites, it was a name as thunderous as it was revered.

Anyone holding one was not just influential—they stood at the absolute pinnacle of southern power, so lofty that even her billionaire father had to grovel for their favor.

For example, Dongfang Jing, the decision-maker of Huayi Entertainment, renowned as the “Eastern Queen.”

And yet here and now, this young man standing before her—Mu Bai—held not only the Haiyun Purple-Gold Card but also the Nalan Black Card.

Both of them!

Earlier, when he had casually revealed his priceless Patek Philippe watch, she had already begun to reassess him, wondering if he was someone significant enough to make Dongfang Jing herself keep him in mind despite her packed schedule.

But now, seeing these two cards, Liu Fei’er realized she had been completely wrong.

This wasn’t a “maybe.”

This wasn’t someone who might be worthy of Dongfang Jing’s attention.

This was someone who, by virtue of his status alone, compelled even Dongfang Jing—queen of the entertainment industry, the one whose word dictated Huayi Entertainment’s fate—to make time for him.

Because his standing was no less than hers.

So young, yet simultaneously a Nalan Black Card holder and a Haiyun Purple-Gold VIP.

The significance was obvious.

And it wasn’t only Liu Fei’er who realized this—her celebrity friends standing nearby understood it too.

The boy before them was either backed by such immense power that even the Nalan Family and Haiyun Alliance wanted him on their side, or he was a super-tycoon of such force that both powers were actively courting him.

The thought left them deeply shaken.

Now, they also understood that when this refined-looking young man had spoken earlier about no one daring to secretly photograph them, it hadn’t been idle comfort.

“Don’t worry, no one will be taking secret photos.”

It was the plain truth.

For if a Haiyun Purple-Gold VIP demanded privacy, and someone still managed to secretly photograph them inside a Haiyun-controlled park, that would mean the Haiyun Alliance was so incompetent it might as well disband.