Drink and chat happily

Chen Dong waved his hand indifferently, his expression already a bit impatient. Was he really that unlike a rich person?

It seemed he needed to wear something that showed off his wealth, lest his financial strength be doubted when he came out for a drink.

"Alright, please follow me, both of you." The server smiled apologetically and quickly led them upstairs.

There were far fewer people on the second floor, with half of the booths empty, especially in Zone 1, which was currently unoccupied.

The booths in Zone 1 were very large, with two semi-circular leather sofas, and a pathway extending to a small stage.

"May I ask your surname, sir?"

"My name is Chen Dong."

"Alright, Mr. Chen, what would you like to order?"

"I'll have a Great Dragon," Chen Dong said casually, then looked at Lin Yichu, "Do you need anything?"

Lin Yichu stuck out her tongue, not expecting Chen Dong to actually go through with it; he really meant a Great Dragon when he said it.

"We can't finish a Great Dragon by ourselves, so there's no need to order more," Lin Yichu said with a smile, shaking her head.

"Then just bring some snacks, whatever you think is good."

Chen Dong also thought so; six bottles of Armand de Brignac, and the 750ML size at that, they would probably only drink one or two bottles.

But it didn't matter; the wine could be stored, and he would definitely come back in the future, as Chen Dong had the idea of acquiring this bar.

Although he was rich, he wouldn't go so far as to use this wine to wash his hands or hair; not only would it be wasteful, but it would also be sticky.

The four Xinfeyang Bars' daily turnover definitely exceeded that of three Changjun International hotels. Of course, their expenses were also astonishing: service staff, various hostesses, security personnel, etc., and the workers' wages were also extremely exaggerated.

The dynamic DJ started to hype up the crowd, and the bar's speakers began to shout: "Congratulations to Chen Gongzi from Zone 1 for ordering the Great Dragon!"

"Wow, someone actually ordered a Great Dragon, where did this rich person come from?"

"I also want to go up and see, but unfortunately, we're not allowed."

"It's been three or four days since anyone ordered a Great Dragon, hasn't it? I wonder which young master this Chen Shao is?"

.....

Hu Wei was currently chatting with a beautiful young woman in a corner, and upon hearing the shouts from the speakers, he couldn't help but mutter to himself,

"Chen Shao? Could it be Dongzi? No, it can't be, he's not someone who likes to show off...."

A row of scantily clad young women held up signs, followed by the wine, swaying gracefully, they patrolled the first floor of the bar before ascending the stairs and arriving at Chen Dong's booth, placing the wine down one by one.

Their eyes were burning as they looked at Chen Dong, hoping to hear him say, "Let's drink together," but unfortunately, they were destined to be disappointed.

"Mr. Chen, would you like me to open a bottle for you?"

The server specifically assigned to Chen Dong asked respectfully, as many people who liked to show off would order wine but not drink it.

"Hmm, just open one, and continue opening more after we finish it."

"Alright." The server opened the wine, poured a glass for Chen Dong and Lin Yichu each, arranged the table, and then retreated to the edge of the booth area.

"Come, Miss Lin, let's celebrate our meeting and acquaintance." Chen Dong raised his glass, and Lin Yichu also picked up her glass and clinked it with Chen Dong's.

They both tilted their heads back and finished the two taels of wine in one gulp.

Chen Dong frowned slightly, a faint fruity aroma diffused, was it just a slightly strange wine? The taste wasn't that great, not even as good as Tsingtao beer.

These damn foreigners, not only are their hearts black, but they also have many ways to make money. What is this stuff? It's sold so expensively, it must all be hyped up.

Lin Yichu also smacked her lips; it wasn't as good as she imagined, but it was passable. The main thing was that this wine was famous, becoming the most expensive and luxurious package in the bar.

Although the taste was average, the wine had already been ordered, so it couldn't be wasted.

Chen Dong refilled the wine and looked at Lin Yichu sitting beside him, her cheeks slightly flushed with a delicate blush, exuding a hint of enchanting beauty amidst her usual cool demeanor.

"Do you feel it's not as good as you imagined?" Chen Dong picked up another glass of wine.

"Hmm, is this really your first time drinking Armand de Brignac?" Lin Yichu clinked glasses with Chen Dong again, very curious.

Seeing how Chen Dong spent money without hesitation, he didn't seem like a second-generation heir who had never drunk this kind of wine.

"This is my first time ever coming to a bar. If I had known there were beauties like you here, I should have come sooner."

Chen Dong looked at Lin Yichu sincerely. Meeting Chen Dong's gaze, Lin Yichu felt her heart tremble, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she quickly turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

"Can you tell me about your difficulties now?" After a few drinks, both their faces were a little red, and Chen Dong asked again.

This was his main purpose for coming today; it wasn't just about simply accompanying a beautiful woman for a few drinks. He had to get her to agree to work for him, which meant helping her find the other people.

"My four friends are being hunted by a powerful force, and I can't help."

Lin Yichu's eyes were hazy, as if she was thinking of something painful, and she shook her head,

"I shouldn't have been so willful, why did I have to provoke them?"

"Hunting? No way, this is a society ruled by law now, what kind of force would dare to kill people freely?" Chen Dong looked surprised, indicating that he was completely unaware.

"The CIA of the United States."

"Hiss—" Chen Dong gasped, his acting skills at their peak, he swallowed, looking incredulous.

"What, are you scared?"

"What's there to be afraid of? At worst, I just won't go abroad in the future. In Dragon Country, would they really dare to act recklessly?"

"That's true, but my four friends are still in the Middle East."

Lin Yichu rested her left hand on her chin, gazing into the distance, and mumbled,

"The CIA may not dare to bring firearms into Dragon Country, but that doesn't mean they won't send assassins."

Lin Yichu smiled sweetly at Chen Dong, like a peony revealing its shyness,

"You're getting so close to me, aren't you afraid of being targeted by assassins sent by the United States?"

"What's there to be afraid of? As long as you're not afraid, it's no problem for me to go to your place tonight."

"Alright, after we finish this wine, you can take me home."

"No problem." Chen Dong smiled, picked up his glass, and continued drinking with the beautiful woman.

"Chen Dong, can you really help me bring my four brothers back?"

Lin Yichu seemed to have had enough to drink; this wine tasted like fruit wine, but the aftereffect was still quite strong.

"I can't confirm that yet, but I'll go and ask tomorrow."

Chen Dong had money, but he was truly clueless about the Middle East. Especially when he thought that Old Mi had sent two aircraft carrier strike groups there a while ago, who knew where they were wandering around now.

In this era, the United States' aircraft carriers possessed absolute deterrent power; when the F35 took off, all the small countries would tremble.

"Then I thank you in advance." Lin Yichu looked like she had had enough to drink.

Chen Dong waved, calling over a server,

"Please store the remaining wine for me; I'll drink it next time I come."

"Alright, Mr. Chen."

"Where do you live? I'll take you home."

Chen Dong supported Lin Yichu's delicate body as they walked out, a faint fragrance wafting, causing his mind to drift for a moment.