Becoming the Richest by Farming
Chapter 434 - 0434 Got Drunk_1

Chapter 434: 0434 Got Drunk_1

Going to a bar is, of course, to drink.

There are many activities at bars, and the one they went to was famous, with a DJ renowned on the charts, commanding a hefty fee for a single appearance.

And Ruffy Smith was perhaps the only one who could single-handedly pack the place out.

As soon as news of his arrival got around, the bar was guaranteed to be full to the brim, even with its exorbitant prices. Countless rich kids and internet celebrity models clamoring to ingratiate themselves with him were too numerous to count.

He always sat in the VIP section on the second floor of the bar, with deafening music blasting below. Due to Ruffy Smith’s personal habits, every time his brothers accompanied him, they were forced to play monks.

Even as countless girls below looked up longing at the VIP section, unfortunately, the man at the center of attention only kept his head down and drank his own alcohol.

He rarely got drunk in normal circumstances, and he had a very good alcohol tolerance, but today he drank as if he was on a suicide mission.

It wasn’t long before he had already opened several bottles in front of him.

The alcohol here was specially made, expensive, and incomparable in taste to that found outside, with a high alcohol content as well. After a few bottles, Ruffy Smith’s vision indeed became a terrifying blur.

The other brothers hesitated as they observed him, "Brother Ruffy, are you troubled by something?"

Otherwise, why would he be drinking like his life didn’t matter?

Someone nudged the person who had spoken. Ruffy Smith had been following Ellen Young in the countryside recently; who didn’t know that?

Now, even the slowest among them should know what Ruffy Smith had been up to in the countryside.

If it had been anyone else, they may have let it slide, but if it was Ellen Young, the group of rich kids unanimously thought that Ruffy Smith was truly miserable.

Out of everyone, he had to set his sights on an immortal.

But Ruffy Smith was tough, daring to desire an immortal, which indirectly proved he truly was fit to be the boss.

Ruffy Smith said nothing, just kept drinking bottle after bottle. Eventually, his brothers couldn’t stand to watch, fearing he might actually drink himself into trouble and stopped him from drinking any more. Although he didn’t get angry, after knocking back nearly ten bottles, anyone would struggle; the tossing and turning in his stomach forced him into the bathroom to throw up, coincidentally encountering a woman who had sneaked after him, hoping to catch a chance with him.

When he came out, his hand resting on the bathroom door frame, his eyes seeing a blurred floor, the woman approached, her figure voluptuous and her face seductively beautiful beyond words. As she neared Ruffy Smith, her voice was sweet at his back, "Young Master Smith—"

Ruffy Smith suddenly looked up, his gaze dark and abyss-like, emitting the air of a ferocious demon. The woman was choked mid-sentence, too scared to utter another word.

Her legs even began to tremble, and it was only after Ruffy Smith uttered a single ’Get lost,’ that she ran off as if granted amnesty, terrified.

She didn’t have the slightest thought of seduction left in her; that look in his eyes made her fear he would kill her on the spot.

After all, with his status, whatever he did, someone would cover for him.

Ruffy Smith had indeed drunk a bit too much, his head was now swimming.

Ever since he had been living with Ellen Young in the countryside, he had been nurturing his character, as virtuous as a Buddha.

Even his physical fitness began to take on a Buddha-like tranquility.

Having not touched alcohol in months, he now felt overwhelmed by the sudden binge, unable to tolerate it.

His stomach was not only in pain, but his head also spun.

He sat up, not in a hurry to leave, forcing himself to lean against the wall of the corridor outside the bathroom and lit a cigarette.

There were a few bodyguards around, and seeing Ruffy Smith’s state, none dared to approach.