37: What's a little bit of wine?

From 128,800, the price suddenly dropped to 1,880.

Zheng Bingqing's face darkened instantly.

What does this mean?

What does this kid mean?

Is he indirectly insulting me, saying I can't afford it?

Or does he think I only deserve some cheap thousand-yuan street-stall goods?

This wasn't just a slap in the face; this was pressing her face into the ground and rubbing it repeatedly!

The looks the surrounding wealthy wives gave her also became playful.

A rush of blood went straight to her head.

"Heh!" Zheng Bingqing gave a cold laugh and slammed her wine glass heavily onto the table. "Who said I thought it was expensive?"

She lifted her chin and said in an unquestionable tone, "That massage bed—order a set for me!"

To save face, she specifically added a justification.

"Since Meng Ya and Sister Lin both think so highly of this little brother, I suppose the product should be decent."

These words gave her a way out while also putting Xie Mengya and Zhong Lin on the spot.

The smile on Lin Chao's face instantly became incredibly sincere.

"Alright!"

"Many thanks for your support, Mrs. Zheng!"

With agile movements, he pulled a brand-new sales contract and a pen directly from his briefcase and pushed them in front of Zheng Bingqing.

"You just need to sign here."

Seeing him pull out the contract directly, the corner of Zheng Bingqing's mouth twitched violently again.

This kid... he came prepared!

She looked at the glaring number on the contract, then at Xie Mengya nearby, who looked calm as if everything was under control; the fire in her heart flared up once again.

He wants to close the deal that easily?

No way!

She reached out with her hand, which was adorned with a pigeon-egg diamond ring, and pressed down on the contract in Lin Chao's hand.

The icy touch of her fingertips made Lin Chao look up.

Zheng Bingqing gave him a charming but ill-intentioned smile. "Little brother, there's no rush to sign the contract."

Her voice became cloying again.

"How about... you accompany Big Sister for a few more drinks?"

She lightly tapped the tabletop with her finger, which was painted with bright red nail polish.

"If you keep Big Sister happy, and Big Sister is in a good mood, maybe... I'll order an extra set?"

Even a fool could hear the implication in those words.

Lin Chao was stunned for a moment.

Then, he smiled.

That smile carried a meaning that was hard to decipher.

"Sure." He agreed decisively.

As he spoke, he reached for the bottle of imported liquor on the table, preparing to pour himself a drink.

Xie Mengya's brow furrowed tightly, and she was about to speak up to stop him.

She could tolerate Lin Chao suffering a bit of grievance for the sake of sales performance, but she couldn't tolerate others treating him like an escort.

However, just as she opened her mouth, a hand reached over and lightly pressed her arm.

It was Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin shook her head at her and lowered her voice, whispering in her ear.

"Meng Ya, don't be in a hurry."

"As a salesman, how could he not handle a scene like this?"

Zhong Lin's eyes held a deep meaning. "Don't let others know your weakness."

Xie Mengya's body froze instantly.

Weakness... She looked at Lin Chao, who had already poured himself a full glass of liquor and was about to lift it; the emotions in her eyes were complex and difficult to discern.

Ultimately, she slowly leaned back onto the sofa and fell silent.

Lin Chao lifted the glass of amber liquid.

The smile on his face was warm but not fawning.

He raised his glass slightly toward Zheng Bingqing. "Mrs. Zheng, thank you for your support."

"I'll drink this first as a token of respect."

Before his voice had even faded, he tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing.

He downed the full glass of liquor in one go.

Without the slightest hesitation.

"Oh?" Zheng Bingqing's eyebrows rose slightly, the contempt in her eyes fading a bit, replaced by a touch of playfulness.

"This handsome little guy is quite bold."

She picked up the bottle and refilled Lin Chao's empty glass; the liquid almost overflowed the rim.

"The salespeople in our company all have quite a tolerance for alcohol," she spoke slowly, her words hiding needles.

"It's all practiced glass by glass at the dinner table for the sake of orders."

"I wonder, handsome little guy, how is your tolerance?"

Lin Chao looked at the glass of liquor in front of him, that harmless smile still on his face.

"I wouldn't dare boast about my tolerance," he said modestly, "but my sincerity has always been absolute."

The little calculator in his mind was clicking away.

It was just a few more drinks.

In exchange for an order for a 128,800-yuan massage bed, the commission would be over ten thousand!

What's a little alcohol compared to that?

Thinking of this, he lifted the glass again.

He downed it in one go once more.

The spicy liquid slid down his throat, feeling like a ball of fire erupting in his stomach.

A rush of heat went to his head, and an unnatural flush instantly appeared on his cheeks.

Seeing him like this, the smile on Zheng Bingqing's face finally became a bit more genuine.

"Now that's more like it!"

She nodded with satisfaction and lifted the bottle again.

Beside them, Xie Mengya's hand on the sofa was clenched into a fist so tight her knuckles were white.

Her nails dug deep into her palm, but she was completely oblivious.

Just then, another woman, Mrs. Chen—Chen Yuzhu, who was wearing a champagne-colored long dress—suddenly started laughing.

"This handsome little guy really is impressive!"

She leaned in with her glass, her eyes darting between Lin Chao and Xie Mengya.

"No wonder our Meng Ya is willing to bring you out to play!"

These words sounded like praise, but were actually fanning the flames.

As Chen Yuzhu spoke, she poured a full glass for Lin Chao.

But for her own glass, she only poured a shallow third.

"Come, handsome little guy, Sister Chen will also toast you a glass."

Lin Chao looked at the two starkly contrasting glasses, and the smile on his face grew even brighter.

He didn't say anything, just cheerfully lifted his glass.

"Thank you, Mrs. Chen."

His voice was clear and his eyes were bright, without a hint of drunkenness.

"Then... Mrs. Chen, are you planning to order one set, or two?"

Chen Yuzhu: ???

The smile on her face instantly froze.

She was stunned, momentarily speechless.

Then, she gave a couple of dry laughs, her expression becoming somewhat awkward.

"Hehe... this, I still have to... consider it."

She hadn't expected it.

This kid, who looked simple and honest, was actually calculating every step.

He had actually used the opportunity of her toast to checkmate her!

The smile on Lin Chao's face remained bright.

Only, that smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

He looked at Chen Yuzhu, whose face was turning various shades of red and pale, and unhurriedly added another sentence.

"Mrs. Chen, are you considering... whether to follow Mrs. Zheng's lead and also order two sets?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Pfft—"

Someone couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

Immediately after, the entire private room erupted in waves of laughter.

This laughter was like a fuse being lit; it made the already stiff atmosphere instantly become extremely subtle.

Sitting beside Lin Chao, Xie Mengya quickly lowered her head.

She covered her lips with her hand, pretending to drink tea.

But the slight upward curve of her lips and her uncontrollably trembling fingertips betrayed her current mood.