A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 19: Drinking and Chatting at the Bar
Do you want to join us?
Zhou Qing didn't expect that the other party would invite him to go to what she called the second round.

He didn't act too conceited, knowing that this kind of invitation was most likely from someone who wanted to pay the bill.

Otherwise, he might be the agent of the company that wants to go to the bar.

"No matter what the situation is, it doesn't matter. I have a purpose anyway. At most, it can be considered mutual exploitation!"

Zhou Qing typed back, "Sure, send me your location and I'll be right there."

The other party quickly sent the location, which was at Changjun Middle School.

He immediately called an online taxi, quickly got dressed and went downstairs. The taxi arrived just in time. After getting in the car and confirming the location with the driver, he began to think about how he could get to know the short-haired woman better.

Zhou Qing searched "What do people usually do when drinking in a bar?" and the most common answer he got was "playing drinking table games."

His eyes lit up. It was perfect. Playing games was a way to deepen understanding, and he could also use this method to learn more about the other person!

"Lu Yao's novels are all about poverty. I haven't seen anything valuable in the entire Yellow Leaves. So I shouldn't put off this lucky quest. I'll try to get it when I get home tonight."

"Well, we need to at least find out the other person's name later. Based on this, the more we know, the better."

Traffic was smooth at night. Twenty minutes later, Zhou Qing arrived at a bar called "The Ferryman".

When I saw this name, I thought of the movie of the same name starring Tony Leung. He had seen it when he was browsing Douyin, but the decoration style of the bar seemed inconsistent with the style of the movie. After entering the door, I saw a somewhat old poster with "Soul Ferry" written on it. According to the introduction, it is a TV series with a supernatural fantasy theme.

It's not very big inside, with only six large booths and six small booths.

Zhou Qing listened to the soothing music and looked around, and soon found the short-haired girl and her two companions in the small booth.

Walk over, say hello and sit down.

After a brief introduction, we started drinking and chatting casually.

The short-haired girl's previous self-introduction was the same as her WeChat name: "Yuzu." After more interactions, Zhou Qing could clearly feel the difference between himself, a "novice" in the nightclub scene, and Yuzu and her nightclub regulars. Zhou Qing believed that the other party should be able to feel it too.

No matter which circle, newcomers always stand out.

Before Zhou Qing could bring it up, the more lively of Youzi's two female companions suggested playing a dice-rolling version of Truth or Dare.

"The biggest person can nominate anyone to play truth or dare. Truth must be told and no lies can be made. Dare can be replaced by drinking."

Zhou Qing immediately said, "Okay."

Others agree.

The lively girl won the first round. She immediately smiled and said to Zhou Qing, "Day! Now, learn to bark like a dog three times!"

Zhou chuckled, poured a glass of wine and drank it all.

In the second round, Zhou Qing was lucky and directly shook six points, winning.

He asked Yuzu directly: "Tell me the truth, tell me your real name."

This question left the three women stunned.

Especially the lively young lady, her eyes revealed the excitement of smelling the scent of "gossip".

Youzi hadn't expected him to ask this question, but she still answered directly: "Duan Qiuxiang, my father gave me this name after watching a Stephen Chow movie."

As soon as she said this, Zhou Qing immediately received feedback in his mind - the lucky mission had reached the minimum requirements.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that she was not lying. Her name was really Duan Qiuxiang.

The guaranteed mission was completed, so no matter what happened tonight, it wouldn't be in vain. In the next game, as long as Zhou Qing won, he would use two of the three questions to ask Youzi the truth and get to know her better.

During this process, he had another realization in his mind: playing games, drinking together, etc., all of these were also deepening his contact with her.

By the end of the game, everyone was a little drunk.

Yuzi's other friend suggested that they leave, and Zhou Qing took the initiative to pay the bill. The four of them spent 462 yuan, which was not bad and less than he expected.

Everyone separated at the door of the bar. After Zhou Qing sent them to a taxi, he called an online taxi for himself to go back to his residence.

He usually doesn't like drinking and his alcohol tolerance is average. After getting in the car, as soon as he smelled the gasoline, the alcohol took effect. He immediately felt dizzy and leaned against the back seat to take a nap.

In the taxi, as soon as the three girls got in, the lively girl couldn't help but smile and said to Youzi, "This Zhou Qing must be trying to pursue you. He's taking advantage of the truth or dare game to find out about your interests and hobbies!"

"I noticed that too." Another friend also said with a smile, "This one is not bad. He's handsome, clean, and a bit bookish. You don't often see guys like this."

As Yuzu listened to her two friends, she felt a certain degree of agreement with them.

She also thought that the new boy she met tonight was okay, but unfortunately his financial conditions were a little poor. Although he paid for the evening's bill without any hesitation, this only showed that he was not stingy.

"A guy whose outfit doesn't cost more than a thousand yuan is really not my type.

She thought so in her heart, but unlocked her phone, found Zhou Qing's WeChat, edited a message and sent it: "Thank you for treating us to a drink, but you asked me so many messages tonight, are you trying to pursue me? (shy)"

Zhou Qing heard the WeChat notification, opened his eyes, took out his phone and looked at it. His eyes widened a little. He wanted to answer truthfully that there was no answer, but when he called up the input method, he suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity to get to know the other person better.

He pondered the wording and typed, "What do you think if I am?"

The other party quickly replied: "Ah! I don't know either. After all, we just met. But I feel like you're a nice person. By the way, you should have graduated from college, right? Can I ask what you do for a living?"

The two chatted back and forth.

When they arrived at the camphor tree house, when Zhou Qing said that he was renting a house in the resettlement community, he could clearly feel that the other party's interest in chatting had dropped sharply.

The replies become simple and perfunctory interjections such as "um" and "oh".

Soon, he found another excuse: "My phone needs to be charged, so I won't talk anymore."

"I guess the fact that I rent a house, especially in a resettlement community, further proves that I have no money, so I don't want to waste time talking to myself anymore."

Zhou Qing smiled, stopped sending messages, and put away his phone.

I returned to the rental house, went to the bathroom to pee, took a shower, walked to the desk and called out the panel.

"Comparing Liu Liying in the novel with this pomelo tonight, both are utilitarian, but the times are different, and the personalities and specific pursuits of utilitarian people are still very different..."

He first compared the two characters in the novel and in reality, and his understanding of the character "Liu Liying" suddenly became much deeper.

"Utilitarian people, blinded by desire and eager for quick success, are bound to misjudge others."

For a time, he thought a lot.

I took out my notebook again and wrote down these thoughts one by one behind the reading notes I had written earlier.

He wrote for twenty minutes, filling two and a half pages before stopping.

Attention returned to the panel.

"Finally, it's time for the first 'Intensive Novella Extraction'!"

(End of this chapter)