Chapter 97: A Lightweight and a Heavyweight

"Hahahaha!" Wu Zhiming laughed heartily. He didn't expect such an answer.

Too handsome? So the girl didn't want to switch tables!

In that case, does that mean the girl switched tables because Huang Tingjun is too ugly?

Wu Zhiming glanced at Huang Tingjun, who clearly understood the implication of the girl's words. However, he wasn't annoyed. He grinned and said, "I can't help it. I was born ugly and out of shape. It's normal for girls not to like me. I've never expected any emotional connection with a girl from a nightclub."

"So, you prefer to spend money on them?" Wu Zhiming asked.

"Of course, paying is more reliable!" Huang Tingjun replied.

"But if I can get it for free, isn't that better?" Wu Zhiming said, looking at the girl next to him. "How about we go for a late-night snack after you get off work?"

"Sure." The girl nodded, intertwining her fingers with Wu Zhiming's, clearly showing her affection for him.

"Damn!" Huang Tingjun immediately realized Wu Zhiming was deliberately trying to irritate him. He angrily said, "Life is truly unfair. Some people are born with the advantage of being attractive. People like us have to be funny, wealthy, good-natured, and many other things just to get a chance with a girl. Sigh!"

Wu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Doesn't that make you mad?"

"Mad! Damn it!" Huang Tingjun cursed through gritted teeth.

"Come on, pour a drink for our non-attractive but wealthy Mr. Huang," Wu Zhiming said with a laugh.

The girl next to Wu Zhiming obediently poured a drink for Huang Tingjun.

"Drink, drink, drink! Drink until we drop!" Huang Tingjun said, clinking his glass with Wu Zhiming's before downing the drink.

Not long after, Alai returned, but he brought back the previous girl instead of a new one.

"Xiaohui just went to have a couple of drinks. See, she's back now!" Alai said, leading Xiaohui to Huang Tingjun.

Xiaohui sat beside Huang Tingjun with a flattering smile, holding his hand and intertwining their fingers.

"Brother, I just went to have a couple of drinks with an old friend. Didn't realize the time slipped away," Xiaohui whispered in Huang Tingjun's ear, her warm breath enough to melt any man's heart.

But Huang Tingjun was no ordinary man.

He pulled his hand away and looked at Wu Yuwei. "Brother, is this the best place in Haixia City? Girls switch tables and then come back to continue working?"

"Wu Yuwei." Wu Zhiming frowned at him.

Wu Yuwei shuddered slightly, thinking to himself that Huang Tingjun was really ruthless. But he stood up, scowling at Alai. "What the hell, man? I went through all this trouble to bring my brother here, and this is how you handle it? Get this Xiaohui out of here, damn it!"

Alai, the marketing director of the bar, was essentially a salesman. Wu Yuwei was a paying customer. Alai couldn't say a word in protest, only managing a bitter smile as he told Xiaohui, "Xiaohui, leave. The customer is angry because you took too long."

"Fine, I'm leaving. Why the hell are you yelling? Do you think you're all that?" Xiaohui was furious at being told to leave and stormed off after throwing down those words.

"Get me a beautiful girl with a good figure right now! If you bring another one that switches tables, I'll tear this place apart!" Wu Yuwei shouted.

"Let's see you try!" Alai thought to himself, but he nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, I'll get someone right away."

With that, Alai turned and left.

"Brother Huang, I'm sorry for the poor arrangement!" Wu Yuwei apologized to Huang Tingjun.

"No, no, it's fine. When you're out having fun, you can't predict these things. With these girls, you can't be polite. If you are, they'll take advantage of you. If you allow them to switch tables for thirty minutes, next time it'll be an hour. You can't spoil them! It's the same with marketing. It's all the same principle. You're the one spending money; you're the boss. Why should you be polite?" Huang Tingjun said.

"Hasn't anyone ever beaten you up in a nightclub in Xianghai City?" Wu Zhiming couldn't help but ask.

"Who would dare? They don't know who I am!" Huang Tingjun said proudly.

"Well, tonight, I'll let you see who I am," Wu Zhiming said with a smile.

Not long after, Alai returned with a new group of girls.

Huang Tingjun stood up and walked past each girl, then selected one with a good figure.

"I'll go change and be right back," the girl said to Huang Tingjun.

"Go ahead!" Huang Tingjun waved her off.

After the girl left, Wu Zhiming curiously asked, "There were girls with better figures earlier. Why did you pick her?"

"You don't understand," Huang Tingjun said with a smug expression. "All these girls have good figures and wear low-cut outfits. I stood in front of them to check their body lines to see who's natural and who's enhanced."

"I see!" Wu Zhiming realized.

"That's just one reason. The second is to smell them to see if any of them have body odor. Some girls look good, but when they sit next to you, the smell ruins your drinking mood," Huang Tingjun said.

"Why not just switch them out?" Wu Zhiming asked.

"How could I do that? They didn't do anything wrong. Kicking them out would hurt their self-esteem," Huang Tingjun shook his head.

"Seems you still have some conscience," Wu Zhiming laughed.

"It's not that I look down on them. I just think they need to be professional. We pay money, so we deserve to be treated like kings. Besides the two points I mentioned, there's another crucial one: I check their condition to see who has been drinking and who hasn't," Huang Tingjun said seriously.

"So you're looking for a girl who hasn't drunk much, so she can drink more with you?" Wu Zhiming asked.

"Wrong!" Huang Tingjun shook his head. "I'm looking for a girl who's drunk a lot. The girl I picked just now smelled of alcohol, and her eyes were a bit dazed, clearly indicating she'd had too much. Drunk girls are more fun, you know? When that girl said she needed to change clothes, do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean?" Wu Zhiming asked.

"It means she knows she's had too much to drink, so she'll change into her regular clothes and go straight home after her shift. With such girls, if you keep drinking with them, it means there are endless possibilities! In nightclubs, which girls should you avoid? Those who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk! With them, you'll spend a fortune on drinks, and they'll be more sober than you. You won't be able to take them home! How's that for experience? Learned something?" Huang Tingjun boasted.

"Actually, it's not like you said," the girl next to Wu Zhiming spoke up.

"Oh? Then how is it?" Huang Tingjun asked.

"When we meet someone we like, we get drunk after one drink. When we don't, we can drink a thousand cups and stay sober. It has nothing to do with whether we've drunk before. Judging by your looks, you must have often met those who can drink a thousand cups, right?" the girl next to Wu Zhiming laughed.

"Hahaha!" Wu Zhiming couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Oh my, girl, are you from the northeast? You're so good at retorting!" Huang Tingjun looked at the girl next to Wu Zhiming.

"You guessed right, I'm from the northeast. Let's have a drink. I've had quite a bit already, and I'll be off soon. See if you can drink me under the table," the girl said, pouring Huang Tingjun a full glass of whiskey.

"Are you two ganging up on me?" Huang Tingjun covered his glass. "I'm not drinking. I'll wait for my girl."

"Tingjun, the lady toasted you. You can't refuse," Wu Zhiming laughed.

"You just side with your girl, don't you? But, Zhiming, your girl is great—doesn't switch tables, looks good, has a great figure, and can really talk!" Huang Tingjun smiled at Wu Zhiming's girl.

"Don't praise her too much. I don't share women. No matter what you say, I won't let you have her," Wu Zhiming laughed.

"You wouldn't dare!" the girl hugged Wu Zhiming's arm tightly. "If you let me go, I'll leave."

"What's your name?" Huang Tingjun asked the girl.

"My stage name is Encore," she replied.

"And your real name?" Huang Tingjun asked again.

"What, are you planning to marry me? Stop asking and drink!" Encore clinked her glass with Huang Tingjun's and downed her drink.

"Drink less," Wu Zhiming said.

"When I'm with your brother, I can drink a thousand cups and not get drunk," Encore said with a smile.

"And with me?" Wu Zhiming asked.

"With you? I'm already drunk," Encore said, leaning on Wu Zhiming's shoulder, her body pressed against his.

"You dirty couple! Damn!" Huang Tingjun cursed, then downed his drink.

Soon, Huang Tingjun's girl returned, now dressed in casual clothes, indicating she planned to go home after drinking.

The group quickly resumed their fun.

Outside the private room:

"Damn it, they really think they're big shots, don't they? Spending a bit of money and acting all high and mighty!" Xiaohui stood by the bathroom door, smoking and cursing.

"Nowadays, people with a bit of money love to show off. It's normal," Alai stood beside Xiaohui.

"I'll definitely ask for my tip later. If they don't give it, I won't let them leave!" Xiaohui said.

"Don't worry about that. That fat guy already pre-paid fifty thousand yuan. The bill will be deducted from that," Alai said.

"I thought the guy who told me to get lost was paying," Xiaohui said, surprised.

"The fat guy prepaid when he went out to buy cigarettes," Alai explained.

"Then I'll get a pack of soft Zhonghua later and put it on their tab! Alright, I'm off to accompany Brother Yao," Xiaohui said, stubbing out her cigarette and heading back to the booth.

Alai nodded. It was common for nightclubs to add extra charges to customers' bills and take the items for themselves. Hardly anyone noticed, and even if they did, they rarely made a fuss, as most customers were wealthy.