When the liar's words come true, I win

No wonder rich women like this kind of occasion. Young and handsome men hug you, pour you wine and food, say all kinds of nice things, touch your abdominal muscles if you want, listen to live singing, watch dancing, and shake your hips, which can make you feel the most.

Su Yu, who had vowed not to drink more at first, had already lost herself in the land of gentleness and drank it directly as if it were water.

After losing the big dare, he ran to the next box and yelled for a while.

Shen Jia was playing dice with a few people and was losing miserably.

Although I have a good alcohol tolerance, it is innate and not something I can develop.

After all, considering her status as a slave at that time, it was hard on her wallet to pay some tuition to practice.

So in the dice culture, with her acquired conditions and IQ, she simply couldn't understand the tricks played by the men present.

Nine out of ten people lose in gambling. Our ancestors never lied to us.

Perhaps it was their conscience that got to them, thinking that they were paid by others to have fun, and seeing that she had lost a lot, the two boys closest to her were more conscious and drank the punishment wine for her.

Although I lost miserably, I still enjoyed drinking. It was just too hot.

Su Yu suddenly came over, raised her cell phone, and pointed outside the door.

Her father called.

Although she had informed her father that she would not be going home at night, it seemed that her father was still worried about his daughter.

Seeing that she seemed quite sober, Shen Jia nodded.

As if refusing to admit defeat, he plunged headfirst into a pile of crackling sounds.

These are big lying liars!

During this period, Shen Jia had the idea of ​​getting some points for the system.

Then I thought again, forget it, it’s rare to get drunk in life.

As a result, I didn’t earn any coins today and couldn’t flash the phone system, so I went offline in frustration.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but while playing, Shen Jia suddenly raised his head and didn’t see Su Yu.

It seemed like it didn't take that long to go to the next box and yell.

She waved to the girl in charge of room service and said, "Go and see if that ancestor has finished his call. Is it possible that he can't find the room number?"

The girl cleared the empty wine bottle in front of Shen Jia, nodded, opened the door and walked out.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl hurried back, looking not very well. She leaned close to Shen Jia's ear and whispered, "Miss Shen, the waiter outside said that your friend has gone to the Supreme Room."

Shen Jia asked the person next to him to pause the sound system and looked at the waiter, "Why?"

"I heard that your friend accidentally bumped into a waiter who was carrying wine on his way back, and the Louis XIII was broken. The waiter's salary is not high, and he was probably afraid that he couldn't pay for it. Your friend said he was willing to explain and compensate, so he went there."

"It's been so long and still not resolved?"

The waiter shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the waiter outside the Supreme Room said that it seemed like... they were negotiating all the time."

Su Yu wasn't going to compensate with a bottle of wine, so could it be that he was tripped by a prettier fairy inside?

"Who is the guest in the Supreme Room?"

The waiter looked embarrassed: "I don't know about this. I only know that the room was booked by the deputy general manager, and his guests seem to be...somewhat powerful."

What kind of strength is this?

As for money, that's easy to say. But if...

Shen Jia stood up and put away his smile, "Take me over there to have a look." He turned to the people who had stood up and said, "Just wait here."

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Before taking Shen Jia over, the girl notified the floor manager in advance.

The Supreme Room is at the back, and there are two young boys standing at the door, they are the waiters on duty.

Before the little girl had time to explain, Shen Jia opened the door and walked in.

The Supreme Room was very large, at least four or five times the size of the luxurious box she had just been in.

Before he pushed the door open, he could hear the exciting DJ music from inside. The moment he opened the door, the smoky scene made Shen Jia think he had accidentally entered the Peach Banquet.

In addition to the normal sofas and low tables, there is also a huge stage in front of it, where many young girls are dancing with their graceful bodies twisting.

There are two bars on the east and west sides, both filled with men and women. There is also a mahjong room in the back, where in addition to the people playing cards, there are also a few people sitting nearby with glasses of wine in their hands, watching.

There were several middle-aged men sitting on the sofa, with several girls wearing heavy makeup and revealing clothes leaning against them.

In the middle position is a middle-aged man, his hands resting in front of the sexy girl in his arms, squeezing her from time to time.

Su Yu sat opposite them, covering her mouth with one hand and holding a glass of wine with the other. Her body swayed from time to time, and it was unclear whether she was afraid or crying.

The wine was only one-third filled and was an amber liquid.

In front of her, there were several empty wine glasses.

Except for a few people who glanced at Shen Jia who was walking towards Su Yu, most people in the venue were still immersed in the rhythm of the music.

Shen Jia quickly walked to Su Yu and gently picked up the wine glass in her hand.

Su Yu turned her head and looked up. The moment she saw Shen Jia, her body twitched and tears started to fall.

Alas, after so long, you are still such a coward.

She talks a lot when it comes to reason, but bursts into tears when something goes wrong.

Su Yu threw herself into Shen Jia's arms, like a bullied elementary school student who finally saw her parents and cried, "Jiabao, I said I was willing to pay them money, but they refused and insisted that I finish this half bottle of wine before letting me go."

Shen Jia patted her back, took a tissue from the table, and wiped her tears. Her lip makeup was all ruined, and if she continued crying, her eyes would probably turn into panda eyes.

He waved back and called the girl who had just served in the box, "Send her back to the box first."

A long-haired man who looked to be in his forties let go of the girl in his hand, pulled his body out from the sofa backrest, propped up his upper body, and said arrogantly: "Don't leave. If you leave, who will pay for our drinks?"

Shen Jia moved a leather stool over, sat down and said with a smile: "Excuse me, bosses, we can't drink much. We all come out to have fun, right? How about this, I'll compensate you for the two bottles of wine that my friend broke, okay?"

The long-haired man snorted coldly and turned to look at the man sitting in the middle.

"Master Wang, I never thought that there are still people in Yangcheng who don't give you a little face?"

The man called Wang Shao has an ordinary appearance, a little fat, but with a round head and a straight face, which is what fortune tellers often call a good face.

His clothes were very ordinary - a loose white T-shirt and big shorts. He didn't look very tall, and his short left foot was resting on his right knee, with his flip-flops swaying.

With just one glance, Shen Jia knew that the person in front of him must be the legendary prince of the Cantonese circle.

The prince of the Cantonese circle who most novelists would disdain to write about in their books.

Some are born into prominent families, some collect rent every day from demolished houses, and some live beyond their means.

Where can we talk about fairness?

Even dead rich people can use their VIP status to jump the queue. How can we talk about fairness?

No wonder the waiter said that the other party had some strength.

Although Shen Jia was tough-talking, she was not stubborn, and certainly not mentally retarded. She was unfamiliar with the place, and she knew the current situation better than anyone else.

Sure enough, as soon as the long-haired man said this, Wang Shao stopped swinging his flip-flops, raised his eyes lazily and glanced at Shen Jia, then glanced at Su Yu who was standing aside, wanting to leave but not daring to.

The two of them were dressed very differently, but although Shen Jia looked humble, he was not panicked at all. He looked at him from head to toe again before speaking lazily:

"I have plenty of money, so I won't embarrass you little girl. Let her finish her drink and leave."