19: Chapter 19 Sorry, we're closed!

Seeing that Lin Lan was determined not to drink anymore, Wan Yiquan thought one thing while saying another.

"President Lin, if the wine on the table is gone, we can just order more."

"I'm very aware of your company's situation. You might not even be able to pay salaries next month!"

"Don't worry, as long as you keep me company and keep me happy today..."

"I guarantee, I guarantee that my investment will arrive this month!"

Perhaps sensing that Lin Lan no longer had the patience to deal with him.

Thus, Wan Yiquan brought the matter of the investment back out into the open, and specifically hinted at the current state of Lin Lan's company, suggesting she shouldn't overthink things.

"President Lin, I think you might have misunderstood my character."

"I, Old Wan, have always been an upright and honest man. Did you think I was intentionally trying to get you drunk?"

"You're mistaken. That's just my personality; when it comes to investing, I always see if I have an affinity with the other party."

"If I encounter a project I have an affinity with, after a few drinks at the table, I'll invest in it."

"But if there's no affinity, even if they drink with me for three days and three nights, I absolutely won't pay them any mind."

"Rest assured! I, Wan Yiquan, guarantee on my character that I am not the kind of person you think I am!"

Since an old fox is called an old fox, it says a lot.

Take this Wan Yiquan, for example; even though his intentions were already so glaringly obvious.

He still had the thick skin to tell lies to Lin Lan's face without blushing or his heart skipping a beat.

As for Lin Lan, she might have had a bit too much to drink just now.

In the face of Wan Yiquan's nonsense, she didn't manage to react immediately.

"This..."

Before Lin Lan could refuse, Wan Yiquan waved his hand and shouted directly toward the door of the private room:

"Waitress, bring me two more bottles of Moutai! Make it the fifty-six percent proof!"

...

About two or three minutes passed.

The door to the private room was opened.

However, to Wan Yiquan's displeasure, the Waitress who walked in did not respectfully offer two bottles of Moutai with both hands.

Instead, she simply walked in holding a walkie-talkie.

"I'm sorry, Sir, we are out of the fifty-six percent proof Moutai you requested."

The Waitress spoke warmly yet politely.

"Out? Why are you out? How can such a large star-rated hotel be out of fifty-six percent proof Moutai?"

"How do you even do business?"

Wan Yiquan scolded her angrily. Then, his eyes darted around, and he immediately said to the Waitress again:

"What about the fifty-three percent proof? You must have Feitian Moutai, at least!"

"Uh, I'm sorry, we're out of that too!"

The Waitress replied again warmly yet politely.

"Then what about the forty-three percent proof?"

Wan Yiquan was stunned and immediately pressed further.

"I'm sorry, also out!"

The Waitress still replied warmly yet politely.

"Then Wuliangye, you should at least have Wuliangye! Give me the highest proof!"

Wan Yiquan urged with some impatience.

"I am very sorry, we are out of Wuliangye as well!"

"Wha—What? Out of Wuliangye too? How the hell do you run this hotel? What about other liquors?"

"If you're out of Baijiu, imported spirits are fine too. Hennessy, Rémy Martin, Royal Salute—you must have those!"

Being brushed off like this repeatedly, Wan Yiquan was now starting to feel flustered.

Good grief, what was going on today!

Not only did the three bottles of Erguotou he specifically brought fail to get Lin Lan drunk.

But now even the restaurant was actually sold out of alcohol! Could such a coincidence exist in this world?

It was simply cursed!

"I'm sorry, you guessed correctly, we are out of all of those!"

The Waitress replied once more in that warm yet polite tone.

"You..."

And right at that moment, Wan Yiquan heard a loud voice coming from the neighboring private room.

"Waitress, open another bottle of Rémy Martin for me!"

"Certainly, Sir, I'll go get it for you right away!"

"..."

Hearing this conversation, Wan Yiquan was momentarily speechless.

It was as if some cotton-spinning insect had crawled into his brain; it was buzzing, and he couldn't wrap his head around what was happening no matter how much he thought about it.

He was completely dazed by the current situation!

"This, this..."

"Yes, Sir, your private room is closed, so all types of alcohol are unavailable!"

"Oh, right, Sir, I also need to remind you that since Private Room 888 is closed, we hope you will leave the hotel as soon as possible."

"If you stay too long past closing time, our Haoqing Grand Hotel might personally escort you out!"

Before Wan Yiquan's mind could fully process this, the Waitress's follow-up eviction notice was already delivered to his ears.

Of course, these lines were all taught to the Waitress by Shen Zhou.

And the idea of a single private room, Room 888, closing was also Shen Zhou's brainchild.

So it wasn't surprising that Wan Yiquan couldn't react.

Anyone else would have been unable to process it for a while.

Who had ever heard of a single private room in a hotel closing? People had only heard of the entire hotel closing after business hours.

As it turned out, Shen Zhou had actually pulled off the stunt of closing a single private room today.

With all this going on, it wasn't easy for a gluttonous fellow like Wan Yiquan to avoid being confused even if he wanted to.

"Oh, I've figured it out, you're kicking me out, aren't you!"

"Damn it, open your eyes and look, kid. Do you know who I am? You actually dare to kick me out!"

"Who gave you this idea? Get your boss over here!"

After being stunned for several minutes, Wan Yiquan finally realized what was happening.

Having witnessed himself being led around in circles by a young Waitress, Wan Yiquan's anger inevitably surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Alright, please wait a moment, I'll go get our boss."

Before leaving, the Waitress still wore that same warm yet polite smile.

It was as if she were mocking Wan Yiquan for being a total blockhead who hadn't realized he'd been toyed with for so long.

It was also as if she were hinting to Wan Yiquan that a good show was about to begin in a moment.

Five minutes later, Wan Yiquan could no longer maintain the persona of a CEO he had been putting on all day.

Looking at the 1.8-meter-tall, handsome, and heroic young man before him, he even began to suspect if he had run into a ghost today!

"You're the boss of Haoqing Grand Hotel? How could you be the boss of Haoqing Grand Hotel? Aren't you..."

Indeed, the person standing in front of Wan Yiquan was Shen Zhou, who had been waiting outside the private room all along.