"Whatever you want."
After speaking, Zhao Qiangwei walked forward and left.
Su Yan headed toward VIP Room 314.
As soon as she pushed the door open, she heard a girl's voice coming from inside:
"Handsome guy, which kind of drink is good here? If you don't say clearly, how would I know?"
Following that, Su Gu's cold and indifferent voice could be heard:
"The bottle on the left is thirty thousand, the one on the right is twenty thousand."
And then, the laughter of four or five girls filled the room.
One girl playfully said,
"If I buy these two bottles, will you let me give you a kiss?"
"No."
As soon as he said that,
the girls who had come to flirt with Su Gu openly were left unfulfilled by his rejection.
Just when it seemed like the business of selling wine would be left at that,
one of the girls suddenly pulled out a bank card.
"I'll take these two bottles."
Su Gu didn't rush to swipe the card. He glanced at the scantily-dressed girl and said,
