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"This Captain Fish is a formidable figure, but the chances of finding out who's behind it are slim. We'll have to rely on ourselves."

Watching the police car drive away with its sirens blaring, Qin Wanqing gently shook her head.

If it were a normal case, Yu Anqi's abilities would certainly have no problem handling it.

However, this case involves the power struggle among the most elite families in Jingzhou, which is beyond the control of a mere captain.

Even if she does find something, a single order from above could render all her efforts futile.

In the face of absolute power, individual ability is utterly insignificant.

"You have someone you suspect?"

Ye Bai looked at Qin Wanqing and asked curiously.

"none of your business!"

Qin Wanqing rolled her eyes dramatically and immediately launched into a retort.

There's nothing we can do; it's true that Ye Bai saved her life, but her subsequent actions were truly despicable.

He deliberately teased her, making her say all sorts of ridiculous things.

The mere thought of "the handsome, dashing, and debonair Melon Seed Hero" gave Qin Wanqing the urge to disappear into a crack in the ground.

The fact that she managed to restrain herself from lunging at Ye Bai and risking her life was already the greatest gratitude she could show for saving her life.

"Qin Guazi, you have no conscience!"

Ye Bai looked at Qin Wanqing with disdain and gave her a new nickname.

"Ye Bai, I'll fight you to the death!!"

Qin Wanqing can't stand the word "sunflower seeds" right now; she goes crazy when she hears it.

After a while of commotion, Tong Yan suggested treating everyone to a meal to calm their nerves and celebrate the perfect end of the show.

Although Tong Yan hasn't paid attention to the ratings yet because of Qin Wanqing's situation, it should be quite good.

Especially the two programs that Qin Wanqing participated in, if they're lucky, they might even break the ratings record of Jingzhou TV.

You can get a general idea from the enthusiastic response of the audience.

Although most of those guys were shills, their reactions at the time were not acting, but rather stemmed from their own instincts.

After so many days of hard work, Tong Yan finally felt that they had to have a night of drinking until they were completely drunk.

Qin Wanqing thought about it and didn't refuse, mainly because they were indeed a bit hungry after all that work.

During this time, the kitchen of the Qin family's old house should also be closed, so eating out would save them the trouble.

As for Ye Bai and Shen Lu, these two had already given their full support.

For foodies, being able to enjoy a gourmet meal is the happiest thing in the world.

However, Qin Wanqing did not plan to let Tong Yan treat her today, since she had just done so yesterday.

Even if you're the best of friends, there's no reason for the other person to always pay for you, especially since she's not short of money.

Tong Yan couldn't refuse the other party, and in the end, she could only agree with a wry smile.

After some discussion, Qin Wanqing decided to go directly to the November Bar.

Since Tong Yan wants to drink, it would be more comfortable and cost-effective to drink at her own bar.

As for food, it's very simple; there's a French restaurant right next to the bar.

The steak, foie gras, snails, caviar, and other dishes inside are all quite delicious and perfectly adequate to accompany drinks.

"Miss Qin, Mr. Ye..."

As soon as the group entered the bar, manager Xiang Xinyi quickly came over and led them to the VIP room on the second floor.

This is the best view, offering a clear view of the performance on stage.

Moreover, it offers ample private space to avoid being disturbed.

We can't just close the bar as soon as they come in for a drink; that would be too wasteful.

It's well known that bars are always bustling with business in November, with substantial profits every night.

The minimum is six figures.

“Miss Qin, it's perfect that you're here today. I was just about to call you to report this…”

After personally serving the drinks, Xiang Xinyi walked to Qin Wanqing's side and whispered something.

"Are you in any trouble?"

Qin Wanqing nodded, her expression remaining calm.

Having weathered many storms and even recently survived an assassination attempt, Queen Qin's mentality has long been tempered, and she can now remain calm and composed in the face of ordinary events.

In Ye Bai's words, it was "as steady as an old dog."

"It's a bit of a problem... Recently, some customers have been drinking counterfeit alcohol at our bar..."

Xiang Xinyi glanced at Qin Wanqing with admiration and quickly said.

Both being women, Xiang Xinyi aspires to become a strong, independent woman.

Among all the powerful women in Jingzhou, if Qin Wanqing claims to be second, probably no one would dare to claim to be first.

This president of the Qin Group is practically an idol in the hearts of all successful women, and the goal pursued by countless women.

Xiang Xinyi was no exception; the reason she worked so hard was to catch up with Queen Qin.

She doesn't aspire to become the next Queen of Jingzhou; she would be content with achieving even a tenth or a hundredth of Qin Wanqing's success.

And now it seems that her idol has clearly not disappointed her.

Putting aside other aspects for the moment, her ability to remain calm and composed even in the face of a collapsing mountain is something she could study for a long time.

"Fake alcohol? Is there a problem with the supply chain?"

Qin Wanqing frowned slightly, and her expression became serious.

Although she had never run a bar before, the industries may differ, but business is the same.

And in a place like a bar, the most important thing is the alcohol.

It's okay to sell it at a higher price, and there won't be too much of a problem. But if counterfeit alcohol appears, the reputation will collapse instantly, and the consequences will be extremely serious.

Building a good reputation requires years of consistent effort, but ruining it often happens in an instant.

"It's not a problem with the supply channels. I personally checked every bottle of our stock, and there were no issues. But that customer just happened to drink counterfeit alcohol."

Xiang Xinyi shook her head. She was always meticulous in her work and was not afraid of hard work. She was just afraid that her carelessness would cause big problems.

"...You mean, someone is deliberately trying to frame us?"

A strange light flashed in Qin Wanqing's beautiful eyes, and she asked calmly.

"Yes... I checked carefully, and the drink that customer drank was indeed fake, but it was definitely not sold to him by our bar. It must have been brought in from outside by him or someone else."

"I still don't know who would resort to such underhanded tactics to ruin our bar's reputation..."

Xiang Xinyi nodded, her gaze towards Qin Wanqing filled with even more admiration.

As expected of the Queen of Jingzhou, she is indeed extremely intelligent and figured out the truth so quickly.

"No need to guess, it must have been Zhao Wuyai who sent people to do it."

Before Xiang Xinyi could finish speaking, Qin Wanqing sneered.

"Uh...you...you mean Young Master Zhao? That can't be..."

Xiang Xinyi wore an incredulous expression.

"Alright, stop hiding your true abilities in front of me. I don't believe that after working under Zhao Wuyai for so many years, you wouldn't know what kind of person he is."

Qin Wanqing snorted, clearly displeased.

“…Miss Qin, I’m sorry, I was just being presumptuous.”

Xiang Xinyi's expression changed slightly, and she quickly lowered her head to apologize.

Clearly, Qin Wanqing was right; the bar manager had long ago guessed that it was Zhao Wuyai who did it.

But that young master of the Zhao family was, after all, her former master, so she was just pretending to be confused.

"Is this the guy you guys are talking about, the one who's been complaining about drinking fake alcohol?"

At this moment, Ye Bai suddenly interjected, pointing to a person at the downstairs table and asking.