Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?
Chapter 292 - 163 Indirect Kissing (Large - for Subscription)_3

Chapter 292: Chapter 163 Indirect Kissing (Large Chapter for Subscription)_3

"All right, enough said, I’m willing to concede the bet, starting today, you own 20% of the shares in this bar, we can go sign the contract now!"

Yan Ning could tell that Zhang Jingdong didn’t seem to be joking at all, and she felt a sudden, inexplicable touch of emotion.

Firstly, she could see that even though drinking 12 bottles of Hennessy single-handedly was indeed superhuman, given that he had just polished off nine bottles, it was very likely he could handle another three with no problem.

The only reason he said he couldn’t drink anymore and wanted to admit defeat was definitely because he didn’t want her to end up drinking too much and getting hurt.

Secondly, 20% of the bar’s shares weren’t a small matter either; if liquefied, they were worth at least several million, and he seemed quite willing to let go of that for her.

Yan Ning certainly wasn’t short of money, but sometimes the wealthier someone is, the more touched they are when others spend money on them in a proper way.

"Congratulations to the Host for successfully gaining 10 points of goodwill from the target, rewarded with 20,000 yuan!"

So Yan Ning said, "You don’t have to admit defeat, actually... I’m the one who lost!"

Zhang Jingdong simply waved his hand: "You don’t have to say that, I’m willing to admit defeat, don’t overthink it."

Yan Ning now felt even more certain of her thoughts just then.

Suddenly feeling warmth in her heart: "I wasn’t lying, I really couldn’t finish that last bottle just now, so... you win, I... I’m willing to honor the bet!"

Upon hearing her words, Zhang Jingdong’s mind flashed with images, and a smile that was hard to describe appeared on the corners of his lips.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Then he said, "Alright, since you insist, I’ll listen to you."

"...please give me your measurements, so I can prepare your clothes later."

Yan Ning was instantly stunned!

A few seconds later, she felt something was wrong and turned her head to look at Zhang Jingdong.

She found him looking serious, still appearing unwilling to make her drink more and admitting defeat.

But somehow, she felt something was off.

When she was slightly distracted and looked at Zhang Jingdong again, he finally couldn’t contain himself and burst out laughing.

"That... it’s not because I wanted to see you in a cheongsam... I just... just because we don’t have to drink anymore, so that’s why... you must believe me!"

Yan Ning glared fiercely at him: "Do you think I’ll believe you?"

Zhang Jingdong curled his lip and gave up pretending: "So you... should be willing to honor the bet, right?"

Yan Ning stared at Zhang Jingdong for a full minute, then nodded: "92, 64, 93..."

Zhang Jingdong could see the "Just you wait, we’re not done with this" look in her eyes and laughed nonchalantly: "Tsk tsk, given that I estimate you to be about 1.7 meters tall, those measurements are almost the most perfect for your height, no wonder you look so great!"

"Zhang Jingdong you..."

Yan Ning, who had initially repressed her reaction with her past discipline, was completely thrown off guard by his comment!

But just as Yan Ning was about to retort harshly, the venue suddenly erupted again with a huge round of applause and cheers.

Zhang Jingdong then turned to look at the stage and said, "From them on, these are my real trump cards!"

Yan Ning had to turn her head to the stage as well.

Then she saw a group of clearly very skilled models begin their fashion show.

They changed into four different outfits, starting with ladies’ suits, followed by hip-hugging dresses, then swimsuits, and finally, Victoria’s Secret.

From their first outfit, Zhang Jingdong stood up and kept waving towards the stage.

And when they changed into the fourth outfit, nearly all the men and many women stood up, waving their hands, clothes, phones, or bottles as hard as they could, screaming at the top of their lungs.

As the models left the stage and people were just about to sit down, suddenly everyone stood up again.

And this time, nearly everyone in the venue did so.

Because Lin Yilun had taken the stage.

Lin Yilun sang two songs, the first being "Through the Moon Full of Flowers," and the second was his life’s signature piece, "Lovebird."

The first song was average, but he made it through on his fame, while the second "Lovebird" sparked the biggest excitement of the night so far.

Yan Ning couldn’t help but ask Zhang Jingdong, "Are you sure a singer like Lin Yilun is your ace card? If you hire singers of his caliber every night, how much is the performance cost for your bar in a month? Are you sure you can handle it?"

Zhang Jingdong casually picked up the half bottle of liquor Yan Ning had left and took a swig, drinking almost half of it in one go.

Then he replied, "Firstly, apart from this bar, I also own an entertainment company, which has ties with many top singers, so getting them to come and sing doesn’t cost as much."

"Secondly, I’m in this bar business purely to fulfill my own dream of owning a bar. I never planned to make a lot of money from the start, it’s more about having fun, making friends. As long as the bar breaks even every month or the losses don’t exceed two million, I’ll keep it open."

Saying this, Zhang Jingdong saw Yan Ning frown slightly, and he continued, "But don’t worry, since you’re a wealthy shareholder, I won’t be too tough on it."

"How about this? You can come to my bar anytime to observe and learn. Feel free to use all these strategies of mine, and I definitely won’t charge you a royalty fee, how about that, pretty generous, right?"

After finishing his words, Zhang Jingdong suddenly changed from his previous drinking manner and slowly began to savor the remaining drink.

Yan Ning cast a sidelong glance at Zhang Jingdong: "Your strategies weren’t that brilliant to begin with, alright, you just took a bigger risk and put more into the show..."

As she spoke, Yan Ning suddenly stopped.

Because she suddenly realized Zhang Jingdong was drinking the liquor she had left over, and at this moment, he wasn’t savoring the drink, but rather...

On seeing the mischievous smile on his lips at this moment, Yan Ning’s face instantly flushed with embarrassment.