20: Chapter 20 Random

Yang Shiguang had a dream.

The scene in the dream was the final seconds of his past life.

A towering inferno had dyed the sky red.

The raging fire consumed the wooden cabin, ignited the forest, and set him ablaze as well.

Upon waking with a start, he discovered his back was soaked in cold sweat.

He reinserted the battery into his phone, turned it on, and saw it was only 7:00 AM.

His phone had received many text messages from yesterday; one was a goodnight message from An Miaomiao, and Yang Shiguang replied with a good morning.

The rest were all messages from the same number, filled with creative profanity.

"This bastard probably isn't awake yet, right?"

Putting his words into action, he dialed the number immediately.

It took a long time for the call to connect, and a sleepy voice came from the other end.

"Hello, if you have something to say, spit it out."

"You Ge, stop sleeping, there's something very important you need to do!"

Hearing the extremely serious tone of Yang Shiguang, You Ge instantly woke up and even felt a little excited.

"Mhm, tell me, I'll definitely be able to do it, brother!"

"This matter, only you can do it... and that is..."

You Ge didn't speak, waiting earnestly for Yang Shiguang's next sentence.

"Get up and go back to sleep."

Beep, beep, beep.

The call was disconnected.

Yang Shiguang removed the phone battery again and went back to sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already noon. Yang Shiguang grabbed a casual bite to eat before heading to Boss Nian's house.

After all, an intention is just an intention; only when the contract is truly signed and the money arrives in the account is it safely in the pocket.

Returning to the Ancient City, Yang Shiguang walked aimlessly, looking at the scenery, eating snacks, and admiring beautiful women; it was quite peaceful.

By evening, feeling slightly bored, he walked into a Bar by the Tuo River.

The Bar was located in the middle section of the Tuo River in Fenghuang Ancient City, near the North Gate Pier.

The entire structure was made of wood, and the signboard was a wooden plaque inlaid with neon lights.

There were quite a few people inside, and it was slightly noisy.

However, the lighting throughout the shop was dim and soft, and there was a singer performing slow-paced songs, giving it a unique sense of tranquility.

Yang Shiguang found a corner to sit in, flipped through the drink menu on the table, and waved for a server to take his order.

"Sir, what would you like?"

The female voice that suddenly came through was crisp and ethereal, as pure and melodious as the sounds of nature, like a nightingale singing to intoxicate the heart.

Yang Shiguang looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young girl wearing a simple Bar uniform, holding a small notepad and pen, waiting for his order.

Even Yang Shiguang, who had seen countless women, couldn't help but be stunned for two seconds upon seeing this breathtaking beauty.

Her waterfall-like black hair hung naturally to her waist, with the right tip slightly tied up by a bunch of wisteria flowers. Her bangs covered her beautiful forehead, and a pair of willow-leaf eyebrows were faintly discernible.

Her eyes were like water, sparkling with every glance, and her jade-like face was fair and lustrous.

The girl's beauty was on par with Zhang Zishan, but their temperaments were vastly different.

If Zhang Zishan was a high-society socialite and An Miaomiao was the girl next door, then this girl was a fairy descended to earth.

Ethereal and otherworldly, she didn't seem to belong to the mortal world.

The most eye-catching feature was the girl's slender jade legs; with a height of 1.68 meters, she had 1.1-meter legs.

The only drawback was that, whether due to nature or malnutrition, she was too thin.

Seeing such a fairy, Yang Shiguang felt playful and wanted to tease her.

"I don't know, just something casual. You recommend it."

Upon hearing this, the girl strolled to Yang Shiguang's side, leaned over slightly, and pointed her finger lightly at the drink menu.

Her leaning posture allowed Yang Shiguang's peripheral vision to sweep over the jade rabbits beneath her tightly wrapped uniform.

He instantly activated a combo: "My eyes are the ruler" + "Brain overclocking calculation" + "3D geometric memory comparison."

Hmm, although the girl was too thin, her fat was concentrated in all the right places.

Although not as much as An Miaomiao, it was still an enviable magnitude.

"Sir, why not try our shop's beer? It's craft beer..."

"Beer is too filling."

Yang Shiguang interrupted and retorted before the girl could finish.

The girl paused, then recommended again: "Then try our red wine. This Marselan..."

"Red wine is too sour."

"What about fruit wine? Fruit wine is our specialty. This..."

"Fruit wine is too sweet."

"Rice wine, rice wine is a specialty of our Xizhou..."

"The quality is too low."

Didn't you say "whatever"?

The girl was already a little angry, her cheeks puffed up like a little hamster stuffed with sunflower seeds.

However, if it were someone with a worse temper, they probably would have already slammed a tray over his head.

Yang Shiguang looked at her profile and laughed out loud at her cute, slightly angry expression.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding, let's go with the fruit wine!"

"Which kind of fruit wine would you like?"

"Anything sweet will do, as sweet as you."

The girl rolled her eyes, wrote the order on her notepad, and left.

Soon, the fruit wine, served in a tall glass, was brought to the table.

A few square ice cubes floated on the crystal-clear, bright red liquid.

Yang Shiguang took a light sip.

The sweet pomegranate was mixed with the light tartness of lemon, accompanied by a slight, stimulating sensation of alcohol.

Sweet but not cloying, tart but not overpowering, a slight buzz without getting drunk.

The complex, refreshing taste, the dim lighting, and the slow, melodious song.

The three combined perfectly.

It made two words appear directly in Yang Shiguang's mind: Artistic.

Suddenly, Yang Shiguang's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new world.

That's right, artistic. Where is art most needed? Of course, at a university!

The Xiangtan University he was about to attend was located in the University City at the foot of Lushan Mountain in Star City.

What if he opened a Bar there?

Fresh, artistic decor, hire a couple of singers, and perhaps hire more beautiful staff to create a "beauty effect."

Indeed, the University City was a great place to open a Bar.

If the synonym for a Bar was "indulgence," then the synonym for a Bar was "chance encounter."

Among the men and women in university, who wouldn't hope for a chance encounter?

An extremely artistic atmosphere, elegant and lyrical songs, and fresh, wonderful drinks.

He hoped for a gentle and virtuous her, and she hoped for a refined and elegant him.

In that case, charging a higher price shouldn't be a problem, right? After all, you get what you pay for.

Without hesitation, Yang Shiguang immediately made a phone call.

"Hello, Ah Long? Take some time to go to the University City in Star City and help me scout for a storefront."

"Mhm, about 300 square meters."

"No, no, no, don't open a Shuicifang; find another location for Shuicifang."

"Hehe, it's a secret. Open a shop that college students like and will visit often."

"Screw you, do your college students go to foot massage parlors every day... actually, maybe they do."

"That's it, anyway, it's not a foot massage parlor."

...

In Fenghuang Ancient City, there was laughter and joy.

Some laughed because of the beautiful scenery, some because of chance encounters, some because of food and drink, and some were laughed at for falling into the water.

Only Yang Shiguang was laughing at the air, and his laughter was a bit lecherous.

Nothing else, because he was laughing because of money.

"Honk, honk, honk, honk, honk, honk..."

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Let's go, let's go, be careful not to catch it."

"Could he have been cursed?"

"It's possible."

"Such a handsome young man, and at such a young age... sigh."

"Should we call an ambulance?"

"Honk, honk, honk... Hahaha!"

"Looking at this, an ambulance won't help. Call an Iveco instead."