Chapter 341: Ten Million, Just to Slap You in the Face

This was the first time Cui Ziqing had been held in Zheng Qian's arms like this.

Feeling his scorching hot hand, her heart couldn't help but sway, rippling slightly.

It was different from when he saw her while she was bathing before.

That time was too passive, but now, being held by Zheng Qian in front of everyone, it was a completely different feeling.

Seeing the beauty held by Zheng Qian only made Young Master Su Zhenghe burn with rage.

"These [Heavenly Immortals] were bought by me, as a gift for this beautiful lady. What kind of thing do you think you are?"

Young Master Su Zhenghe pointed at the drinks in front of him and sneered, "Also, in Subei City, there is no one who doesn't know who I am. Dare to talk to me like that? Aren't you afraid of being carried out of here?"

When Lu Zhe saw the person in front of him, he suddenly seemed to be injected with adrenaline.

Even though his leg was already broken, he still forced himself to walk over on his crutches and said excitedly, "Young Master Su, it's him!"

Zheng Qian laughed as soon as he saw Lu Zhe in this state.

"Your leg is already broken, and you're still coming to the nightclub to pick up girls? Oh, I know now. You must be his dog, right? Were you bullied, and then came over to complain to your master?"

"You're just stubborn! Heh, you've angered Young Master Su, you're definitely going to die today!"

Lu Zhe leaned on his crutches and sneered repeatedly, as if he could already see Zheng Qian being beaten to a pulp.

Many nosy people looked over here, vaguely sensing that something was about to happen.

"Oh? You think you can pick up my girl just by buying these few bottles of cheap wine?" Zheng Qian crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and tapped the table, "I just checked, the most expensive package you have here is called [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea], right?"

The waiter stood trembling on the side but still nodded.

"Little kid, dare to play a game with me?" Zheng Qian suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile, nodding.

"You f*cking..." Young Master Su Zhenghe's friend was unhappy and came up, ready to teach Zheng Qian a lesson.

Young Master Su Zhenghe stopped him with a wave of his hand and sat down opposite Zheng Qian, his eyes fixed straight on Cui Ziqing.

"Interesting. A farmer from another province, looking like he's never seen the world. Don't you know what it means to bring disaster upon yourself with your words? If it wasn't for this beauty, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to talk to me."

"However, I'm in a good mood today. Go ahead, what do you want to play with me? Don't tell me you want to have a drinking contest?"

The people around him all burst into laughter.

When it came to drinking, Young Master Su Zhenghe naturally didn't need to do it himself.

As long as he gave the word, who knows how many people present would rush over to drink for him.

"You only bought one set of this wine, it's really boring. Since you call yourself a young master, let's play something exciting."

"I've roughly looked around, there should be over a hundred booths in the whole place. How about we send one set of [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea] to every booth? If you can do it, we'll think of other ways to play."

Zheng Qian took a deep drag of his cigarette and said indifferently.

Send a set of [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea] to every booth? How much would that cost!?

"Hmm... you bumpkin, I still have to remind you." Lu Zhe coughed and sneered, pointing at the whole venue, "There are 120 booths in total here, and one set of [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea] costs 111,100, which is over 13 million in total."

"You can't just go around acting cool like that."

Cui Ziqing couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She felt that Zheng Qian might actually be capable of doing such a thing.

Looking at the mocking eyes of the crowd, Zheng Qian shrugged indifferently.

"What, are you afraid to play?"

He looked provocatively at the young man in front of him.

Young Master Su Zhenghe looked deep into Zheng Qian's eyes, but didn't answer right away.

Because he really couldn't come up with that much money.

Although he was a young master of the family, because he was too young, he didn't have much real power in his hands. He was only slowly starting to take over some matters in the family's The Group, and it was still a long way from reaching the top position.

Not to mention that in the large Su Family, many of the younger generation were already serving as executives in The Group.

They were the ones who could mobilize relatively more funds.

At most, he only had less than a million in pocket money every month.

Basically, he had no savings every month, spending whatever he had.

He really couldn't just pull out over ten million.

"Fine, what if we play?"

Young Master Su Zhenghe really couldn't stand Zheng Qian's provocative gaze. Even if he couldn't come up with the money, he had to bite the bullet and agree. Besides, he really didn't think Zheng Qian could do it.

"Straightforward!" Zheng Qian nodded with a smile, "Then there should be some stakes, right? If we both do it, we'll talk about the next round. But if you fail, you have to let me slap you, how about that? And vice versa."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around was stunned.

Cui Ziqing was very worried, afraid that Zheng Qian would go too far and be unable to clean up the mess.

After all, they were in another city, not fighting on their home turf like in Yebai, not to mention that the opponent was the Su Family.

Zheng Qian patted her shoulder, signaling her not to worry.

But in Young Master Su Zhenghe's eyes, this action looked even more like a provocation.

"Damn it, I'll do it!" He stood up abruptly and pointed at Zheng Qian's nose, cursing, "You little brat, pay the bill now! Wait until I beat you until you're kneeling and begging for mercy!"

"You, bring the POS machine over here and take the payment."

Zheng Qian looked around and found a waitress who had been standing on the periphery the whole time.

Her face didn't have heavy makeup, and she looked very young; she was probably a college student working part-time to make money.

She didn't look like those gaudy sluts.

"Me... me?"

She didn't expect Zheng Qian to choose her, her large eyes full of disbelief.

"Yes, it's you, come over here."

Zheng Qian nodded slightly.

Lu Zhe seemed to have a bad premonition and whispered, "Young Master Su, should we... find a way to leave? I think he was way too straightforward, maybe he came prepared. What if... what if he actually..."

Before he could finish, Young Master Su Zhenghe backhanded him with a slap.

"Stop your f*cking bullsh*t. Heh, I've seen many young masters from Shanghu."

"I've never seen anyone who treats over ten million like it's nothing, just to pick up girls and save face? I'm betting he'll definitely say something like his bank card has a limit. Beat him to death later."

As he spoke, Young Master Su Zhenghe couldn't help but grin hideously, leaning back on the sofa, and grabbing a bottle of wine with his backhand.

Weighing it in his hand, he seemed ready to smash it at any moment.

"Wait a minute, you said slapping, but you didn't say it had to be with a hand, right?" Young Master Su Zhenghe said maliciously.

"That's not impossible. I didn't expect you to have masochistic tendencies." Zheng Qian nodded with a smile, suddenly remembered something, and continued, "By the way, this batch of wine isn't just to slap your face, but to celebrate the second anniversary of me and Ziqing living together. Ziqing, this is a gift for you."

Zheng Qian looked at Cui Ziqing affectionately.

Although ten million plus meant nothing to him, it might have a return, which was still quite nice.

Hmm, if it's in this name, there should still be a rebate.

"Stubborn fool, hurry up and pay! Brothers, keep a close eye on him!"

Young Master Su Zhenghe was so angry his teeth were itching.

Damn it, what does he mean by just the second day of living together? This kind of top-tier beauty has really slept with him!