967: 697 Drinking Gas_2 967: 697 Drinking Gas_2 “A whiskey.”
Before, she was a regular at various nightclubs, needing to co unwind nearly every night.
She liked the atmosphere, but for so reason, perhaps because it had been too long since her last visit, she felt it was rather noisy now.
It wasn’t even peak business ti yet.
Had it been less than a year?
Why did she feel older?
Shi Qianxi looked around self-mockingly and then withdrew her gaze, picking up the drink the bartender had slid over and taking a sip.
In the past, her nightclub outings were always in a group; loud and full of fun was what she liked.
However, today, she hadn’t invited any friends and was drinking alone, slowly and pensively.
“Another one.”
The bar was getting more crowded, the atmosphere more lively and increasingly noisy.
Shi Qianxi rested her elbow on the bar and idly spun the sturdy glass bottle with her fingers, her mind elsewhere.
It seed that a person’s tastes really could change over ti.
“Miss, could you send two bottles of Martell Blue Ribbon to booth 15?”
A deep voice called out from beside her.
Snapped out of her reverie, Shi Qianxi smiled wryly.
Then, she turned her head and aningfully sized up the man who seed to have mistaken her for a waitress.
He was around thirty, not exactly young but definitely not old either—normally an awkward age, yet this man exuded an aura that transcended his years.
He wasn’t as handso as so of the younger n in the bar, but as a species, n don’t rely on looks alone.
The slight, barely-there curve at the corner of his lips significantly boosted his overall attractiveness and held a certain allure for won.
Plus, the fact that he casually ordered such expensive drinks spoke to his financial capability.
“That pickup line, even my brother wouldn’t use it.”
Her directness seed to catch the man off guard, but he didn’t appear embarrassed and handled it with grace.
“I saw you sitting here alone for so long, so I ca over…
if I’m disturbing you, I apologize.”
It was hard to dislike him for his honesty; it was even quite comfortable.
Or maybe this was just the aura of confidence.
There’s a saying, a confident woman is the most beautiful.
The sa applies to n.
Confidence is a tiless quality that never fades on anyone.
Shi Qianxi didn’t engage further, retrieved her gaze, and lifted her drink, her deanor cool and detached.
Since he had decided to make an approach, he certainly wasn’t about to back down.
He gave her a aningful look from head to toe and moved closer to her, telling the bartender, “The sa as this lady.”
The bartender quickly brought over another whiskey.
“Trying to pick up?”
Shi Qianxi swirled her glass, speaking softly.
The man raised an eyebrow, but as soone used to different situations, he wasn’t caught off-guard.
This high-end nightclub called GoD’s primary draw was its diverse and interesting won, far from dull.
“Do you know the probability of two people eting in this world currently?”
He elegantly lowered his head to sip his drink, then answered his own question, “0.00487.”
Unexpectedly, Shi Qianxi bluntly asked, “What do you do?”
“I’ve started two international companies mainly in foreign trade.”
A straightforward and clear self-introduction.
No wonder he was so confident.
So young and already the boss of two companies, he really stood out.
If it weren’t for his exceptional abilities, then it must definitely be an extraordinary background.
As for which it was, it hardly seed to matter.
Not young at thirty?
Compared to young fellows fresh out of college, of course, but young is a relative term.
On top of such achievents, to call him young was hardly an exaggeration.
“What’s your annual inco?”
Direct.
Far too direct.
So much so that the man paused, then couldn’t help but chuckle.
He turned his head, eyeing the straightforward Shi Qianxi with interest, “That, I’d have to ask my accountant.
I haven’t calculated it specifically.
Besides, business fluctuates greatly…”
He rubbed the glass bottle, his tone and deanor suggesting he was certainly well-off, but what was rare was his composure and humility.
“Have your companies gone public?”
“…”
The man fell silent again.
Dadonghai was never short of opportunistic and vain won, but to see such frankness was indeed a first for him.
Two public companies, what a big claim!
“Going public” is sothing few won might understand; they only know it sounds impressive.
“Not yet, but we’re planning it.”
He explained patiently and gently.
“Then don’t waste your ti, we’re not suitable.”
Shi Qianxi took another drink, blatantly blunt.
The man was neither angry nor annoyed, his smile broadening, “Miss, are your demands so high?”
“High?”
Shi Qianxi calmly retorted.
The man was montarily lost for words.
“Another drink.”
“Thud.”
Shi Qianxi placed the empty glass on the bar and pushed it toward the bartender; the man once again clearly noticed the watch on her wrist.
Most people might not recognize it.
Richard Mille.
Each model generally prices well into the seven figures.
Touted as a billionaire’s ticket to entry.
Of course,
there are also many fakes.
East Sea lacked no socialites, and likewise, no fake socialites.
“I’ll lower my expectations then.”
Shi Qianxi spoke blandly, “If you buy out the whole venue tonight, I’ll leave with you, how about that?”
The man frowned slightly.
If it were a low-end venue, it might be fine to splurge for a beauty’s smile, but this was a top-tier nightclub in East Sea.
The turnover for one night might exceed the cost of a Richard Mille, and as for the peak spending, it was unpredictable.
“Miss, is this sacrificial generosity?”
The man joked, indirectly expressing his stance.
He was wealthy indeed.
But he wasn’t a fool.
“Is it difficult?”
Shi Qianxi finally glanced at him.
The man, who usually had great composure, now felt slightly embarrassed.
“Never mind, I won’t trouble you any further.
I’ll find another target; my friend should be arriving soon.”
Shi Qianxi took the glass that the bartender had refilled.
The man’s smile was a bit forced; staying or leaving seed equally bad.
The class of clients in a high-end nightclub really was different.
If this had been a lesser venue, with such “humiliation,” he might not have been able to resist blowing up.
Of course,
this couldn’t really be called humiliation.
Shi Qianxi’s tone had always been light and breezy, without any targeted malice.
“Will your friend buy out the whole venue for you?”
The man reluctantly asked.
“He wouldn’t, he’s not foolish.”
Before the man’s expression could stiffen, a spontaneous and inevitable Shi Qianxi added, “But if I asked him to, he certainly would.”
“Oh, is that so?”
Shi Qianxi’s lips curved, playing with the glass.
“You don’t believe it?”
The man smiled but said nothing, his attitude clearly showing.
“How about we make a bet?”
“Bet on what?”
The man, who was actually excellent in all aspects, had no idea of the gravity of the situation.
“Do you have a business card?”
Shi Qianxi asked abruptly and inexplicably.
The man, struggling to keep up with her train of thought, still nodded.
“Give one.”
The man took out his wallet, pulled out a high-quality business card, and slid it across the counter.
Shi Qianxi didn’t take it, nor did she look at it.
“Miss, you haven’t said what we’re betting on.”
“If he doesn’t buy out the venue, then I lose.
You can ask for any condition from .”
The man fell silent, completely unable to fathom her thoughts.
Right now, he still hadn’t realized that when you completely cannot figure soone out, it only ans one thing.
They are far above your level.
“What if I lose?”
Although he felt no one would do such a thing, he still couldn’t help but ask.
Even in a drinking ga, both parties had to place a wager, that’s only fair.
Shi Qianxi held the glass bottle and glanced at the business card.
“These two companies of yours, although not public, if combined, should suffice to buy out the venue once, right?”
The man was stunned.
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