Chapter 342: Let's talk in the private room?

Cui Ziqing was stunning to begin with.

After being teased like that by Zheng Qian, her pretty face flushed crimson, making her look incredibly charming.

Under the neon lights of the nightclub, those around them couldn't help but stare, mesmerized, unable to tear their eyes away.

She didn't refute him, knowing that this was definitely not the time to undermine Zheng Qian's face.

But… I still have some dignity, you know! What do you mean, "the second day of living together"?

Hmm… but come to think of it, it's not entirely wrong. It really has been two nights in a row staying at a hotel with Zheng Qian…

Although she kept smiling, she reached her slender hand behind Zheng Qian's back and pinched him hard.

Even though Zheng Qian was in extreme pain and his back was already soaked in cold sweat, he still maintained a calm and collected expression.

The girl selling the drinks hadn't seen such a big scene before and timidly handed over the POS machine.

Zheng Qian waved his hand, handed over the card, and skillfully entered the password. 13,332,000 yuan, payment successful!

[Spent 1,313,332,000 yuan, system cashback of 133,320,000 yuan has arrived.]

130 million had entered his bank account. Awesome! Spending money on women is just awesome!

Damn, Zheng Qian suddenly felt that since he already had such an awesome system, why bother building a business empire? He might as well just spend money on women in different ways every day!

Hmm… when he had time, he definitely had to get Xia Xixi to look up which company in the world was the most expensive.

Once he manipulated things and bought it outright, wouldn't he be richer than the US central bank, the Federal Reserve?

Meanwhile, looking at Young Master Su Zhenghe and the others, their mouths were wide open. Their jaws were practically hitting the floor.

Every face was filled with shock and disbelief; you could fit an egg inside their mouths.

Silence, dead silence. In the formerly noisy bar, everyone at the booth where Zheng Qian was sitting held their breath. They looked at Zheng Qian as if they were looking at a devil.

Over ten million… just like that, spent in the blink of an eye while chatting and laughing?

"Handsome… handsome, m-may I ask what your surname is?" the girl selling the drinks said, trembling.

"My surname is Zheng."

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said something into her headset.

Not long after, the DJ excitedly picked up the microphone, "Quiet everyone! Ladies and gentlemen! Mr. Zheng, sitting at the booth over there, is gifting every booth present a set of [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea]! Let's thank Mr. Zheng! Raise your hands and scream for me!"

"Ahhh!" Suddenly, the blazing sound wave of the whole venue was almost enough to pierce everyone's eardrums.

Just when everyone thought it was a joke, they immediately saw a large group of girls in JK uniforms coming out, dragging the [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea] sets.

"Please stay calm, everyone! It takes time for us to prepare the drinks! Let's get hyped, everyone gets a share!"

Now everyone truly believed it. Swish! Swish! Swish! The eyes of every female creature in the place were like lasers, sweeping toward the location where Zheng Qian was sitting.

They were dying to pounce on him right then and there.

Cui Ziqing became vigilant, subconsciously sticking close to Zheng Qian, afraid that someone might actually come over and snatch him away.

"Sorry, sorry… excuse me, Mr. Zheng, may I get to know you?" Suddenly, a few girls squeezed through the dense crowd and appeared in front of Zheng Qian.

The girl who spoke was especially beautiful, with an extremely graceful and slender figure and an exquisite face. At first glance, to use modern slang, she was "both pure and seductive," and her chest was quite ample.

I don't know if it was because she had squeezed through the crowd or just good genes, but a few buttons seemed to have come undone. The beautiful scenery was completely exposed.

Even though Zheng Qian had seen countless women, he couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment.

Cui Ziqing pinched Zheng Qian hard again and said with a smile, "Don't you see that I'm already sitting next to him?"

The girl didn't seem to take it to heart; she leaned in front of him with an extremely innocent look, bit her lip, and said, "Then… Mr. Zheng, would you… mind adding one more? Don't worry, I'm very sensible, I won't…"

Zheng Qian hurriedly coughed in embarrassment. He subconsciously leaned back. Heaven have mercy, he almost bumped right into that area.

"Sorry, I… um, she minds a lot."

What Zheng Qian said was absolutely the truth; he certainly didn't mind, but… how did Cui Ziqing beside him turn into such a little jealous pot?

When he checked her Favorability, it was even more incredible. It had actually reached 86 points! And it even had a trend of continuing to rise!

It was just a few sets of [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea], how could it rise so terrifyingly? It was even more intense than the Hermès shopping spree.

Actually, what Zheng Qian didn't know was that although Cui Ziqing was stunning and had seen such things in bars before, she was still a girl at heart, and a girl who had never been in a relationship.

She had also once fantasized about having a Prince Charming do such things for her. She didn't care about the money; she cared more about this feeling. Obviously, Zheng Qian had achieved that.

"Hmm? Where are you all going?" Seeing that those girls were crowding over more and more aggressively, Zheng Qian was quick-witted and immediately grabbed Young Master Su Zhenghe's arm.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh, wow, the dignified young master of the Su Family, thinking of running away when you encounter a problem? Did you forget the agreement between us? Hurry up, it's your turn."

Young Master Su Zhenghe was truly breaking out in a cold sweat. It was definitely impossible for him to spend that much money, so he had intended to escape in the chaos. He never expected that Zheng Qian had been watching him the whole time.

He immediately felt like he was on pins and needles, like a fish bone was stuck in his throat, like he was sitting on a bed of nails. Seeing everyone looking at him in unison, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he trembled, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"Oh, I see, you can't come up with that much money, right?" Zheng Qian smiled and nodded, then his expression became extremely grave. He took a deep drag of his cigarette, blew the smoke all over Young Master Su Zhenghe's face, and said slowly, "It is impolite not to reciprocate. Your lackey caused trouble in my venue and wanted to just walk away after getting beaten up? How is that possible? To beat a dog, one must look at its master. Well, I've come to beat the master."

"Sit still, I'm going to slap you." Zheng Qian's expression was extremely serious. Young Master Su Zhenghe knew that he would definitely be able to do it.

"Wait!" He hurriedly stopped Zheng Qian, gritted his teeth, and said, "Who says I don't have money? Can't afford it? You wait for me, I'll raise the funds, it'll be quick!"

"Fine, I'll wait for you. Once this round is over, I still have to arrange the next one for you." Zheng Qian sat back down, leaned against the sofa, and smiled as he stroked Cui Ziqing's shoulder.

"Hurry! Hurry up and call the boss! Tell him the Su Family is doing business and needs to put over a hundred sets of [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea] on credit, and we'll… we'll settle it all together in a while!" Young Master Su Zhenghe said excitedly to the people around him.

"Young Master Su, he… he's not answering the phone… Shit, it's turned off now…"

"Damn it!" Young Master Su Zhenghe clenched his fists tightly, cold sweat pouring down. What should he do?

This wasn't just about his own face, it was the face of the Su Family! If he were really slapped in front of so many people, how would he ever be able to show his face in Subei City again? And the Su Family would never be able to join the Songshang Club!

"Move aside!" Just then, a cold, clear female voice exploded. The crowd couldn't help but step back as a woman with a face like frost and eyes like a thousand-year-old cold pool slowly appeared. She had several burly bodyguards beside her, who pushed the crowd aside with disdainful gazes.

It seemed many people recognized who she was, and they immediately fell silent, not daring to crowd around there anymore. "Young Master Zheng, do me a favor. Shall we talk in a private room?"