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Chapter 1406 - 952 courting death_2
Chapter 1406: 952 courting death_2
"You think I’m a drink promoter?"
The bar business is quite deep and profound.
There are many job positions.
Just that some are visible, while others are not.
Drink promoters, also commonly referred to as "little bees," are usually attractive women who are good at talking, specializing in persuading guests to drink, and take a cut from the bottle sales.
"I never said that."
Jiang Chen said with a straight face, might as well not deny it.
The woman, who indeed resembled a drink promoter, almost stood up, "Open your eyes, have you ever seen a drink promoter like me?"
Hard to refuse such enthusiasm.
When others strongly demand, one shouldn’t be too hesitant.
Have to admit, her conditions are indeed impressive, with a curvy figure and long legs, being a drink promoter is indeed beneath her talents.
Of course, such evaluations can only be kept in one’s heart.
"Which bar can find a drink promoter like me?"
The woman asked confidently, and indeed she had the capital to be confident.
"No need to get excited. Whether you are or not, I don’t mind."
Jiang Chen picked up his drink, signaling for a toast.
But she had no mood for this and suddenly seemed like a cat with its fur standing on end.
"I’m not!"
"Let me tell you, I’m a super VIP here!"
"I know the owner here very well!"
Jiang Chen stayed calm, only showing interest at the last remark.
"You know the owner here?"
"I’ve been hanging out here for so long. What do you think?"
The woman picked up a pack of cigarettes and with a "snap," lit one.
Jiang Chen watched her.
He certainly understood whether she was a drink promoter or not.
Acting can be learned, but temperament can’t be faked.
Her perfume was strong, yet not the least bit pungent, fundamentally different from cheap perfumes.
And her words and micro-expressions were typical of someone who hadn’t lied, someone who could often hang out there and afford an 800-per-glass drink.
"When you say ’know very well,’ how well do you mean?"
Jiang Chen asked tentatively.
She gave him a sidelong glance, probably still not over it, "What does it have to do with you?"
"Don’t you also find sitting alone boring?"
The woman smiled, "Didn’t you just say I was a drink promoter?"
"Just kidding."
This should count as an apology.
Girls frequenting bars generally have at least one merit; their mindset generally isn’t small, and this woman didn’t take it too seriously. She picked up her glass and "slid" over to XC16.
"So, have you heard the stories about the owner here?"
Jiang Chen nodded flawlessly, "Boss Liao is considered a legendary figure in the entire East Sea."
The woman’s eyes flickered, as if she re-evaluated Mr. Jiang, "Looks like you have some insight."
"What’s your relationship with Boss Liao?"
The woman took a deep drag on her cigarette, then slowly exhaled the smoke, responding with a rather classic line.
"You guess."
"A business and customer relationship?"
"Since you know who the owner is here, don’t you know that person’s personality?"
"Are you a relative of Boss Liao?"
Jiang Chen continued to speculate.
"Cough cough..."
The woman seemed to choke on her smoke, "Open your eyes, do I look anything like him?"
Though the bar’s lighting was ever-changing, being so close, Jiang Chen could see her features clearly, even with makeup, he couldn’t find any resemblance to Liao Xiangdong.
"Then you two are..."
"Are you so curious because you want to meet him through me?"
The woman reasonably asked.
Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, then fell silent.
"Drank one glass of your drink, and you want me to do such a big favor, you’re calculating too well."
"..."
Did I say anything?
It’s all you talking, isn’t it?
"I just..."
Jiang Chen hesitated, "just respect Boss Liao a lot."
The woman laughed scornfully, "In the whole East Sea, there are countless people like you, worshipping someone like him, wanting to get close, but he doesn’t have time."
Jiang Chen nodded silently.
"He rarely comes here, it’s impossible for you to run into him here."
The woman discarded the cigarette butt, then downed the last drop of XC16, seemingly feeling that saying this much was repayment for the drink.
"Goodbye then."
She stood up to leave.
"Wait a moment, what’s your relationship with Boss Liao actually..."
Curious Jiang Chen hadn’t finished his question when a sturdy figure came into view.
He stopped, stood up, and called out with a smile, "Brother Liao."
The woman was puzzled, instinctively turned back, then her pupils contracted sharply, her mouth agape.
Liao Xiangdong approached, inevitably noticing her. But he just glanced and then looked away, showing no emotional fluctuation.
Did this girl bluffing with him all this time?
"Uncle Liao, why are you here!"
Even before Jiang Chen’s inner evaluation took root, the woman proved through her actions that she was neither a drink promoter nor a scammer. After a brief astonishment, she swiftly blossomed a delighted smile and surprisingly, bravely went to hug Liao Xiangdong’s arm.
Jiang Chen’s eyelid twitched.
Of course.
Liao Xiangdong avoided her hand, thus having to stop,
"Go home."
"So early, what would I do going back? Can’t sleep yet."
The woman said softly, evidently truly acquainted with Liao Xiangdong.
Being avoided by Liao Xiangdong, she wasn’t embarrassed, naturally withdrawing her hand, "Uncle Liao, you came to inspect the business? The place has always been quite popular."
Liao Xiangdong barely paid her any attention, just said, "If you don’t go home, find another place to sit."
Find another place?
The woman belatedly realized and finally looked at Jiang Chen,
Boss Jiang remained kind and amiable, offering a gentle smile.
"You..."
The woman gaped, her expression dazed.
"Shall I have someone notify your driver to take you home?"
Liao Xiangdong asked callously.
"No!"
The woman replied, pouting, "I’ll just sit over there."
While leaving, she cast a "reluctant" glance at Jiang Chen.
After she vacated the seat, Jiang Chen and Liao Xiangdong sat back down, pretending not to notice the woman still staring from the side, Jiang Chen lightly cleared his throat, "I just happened to meet her here."
"She’s the daughter of a friend of mine."
Liao Xiangdong said, no need to probe further.
A friend’s daughter.
No wonder she called him uncle.
But given their age gap, Jiang Chen felt that woman was probably not much younger than him, calling Liao Xiangdong uncle seemed a bit exaggerated.
But some people just have their unique preferences.
Just like some girls, who are into mature men, also known as "uncle fans."
"No wonder she said she’s familiar with Brother Liao, I thought she was a little bee."
Jiang Chen teased.
It seems his observation has reached a certain level, that girl clearly wasn’t from an ordinary family.
Liao Xiangdong looked at the empty glass worth eight hundred, "Just a kid."
A goddess has feelings, but the hero no dream.
Jiang Chen sighed inwardly, leaving the matter there, not pursuing it further.
"Brother Liao should know, I might not succeed alone, that’s why I like to ask Brother Liao for help."
Though he had assured Cao Jinse confidently, he ultimately lacked self-assurance.
"What Miss Lan wants to do, no one can stop."
Liao Xiangdong paused, "But I think since she mentioned it, it means she won’t act for now, otherwise, when everyone else was unaware, that person would already be a corpse."
Like Jiu Wenlong, he’s also a "disciple" of Blood Guanyin; only Jiu Wenlong died in Haojiang, their outcomes greatly different due to their choices.
"That person’s identity is not ordinary, if something really happens, the repercussions would be too wide, the impact too great."
Jiang Chen said softly, evidently not specifying the person to Liao Xiangdong, but it was unimportant.
"Miss Lan doesn’t care much about these. Because she never cares about herself."
After Liao Xiangdong finished, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but get lost in thought, after a while, he said.
"Brother Liao does understand her well."
"A person who doesn’t even care about themselves truly set on doing something would not care about any consequences."
Liao Xiangdong said calmly.
Jiang Chen curled the corner of his mouth, then couldn’t help but pinch his brow, chuckling bitterly, not knowing who he was cursing.
"Such self-destruction."
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