I Don't Drink

Ye Xuan didn't say anything. He jumped off the stool and was led into the VIP room by the supervisor.

This VIP room was different from ordinary VIP rooms. It was not big and had excellent soundproofing. Once the door was closed, it was as if they had entered an otherworldly place. All the noise disappeared.

Only the sound of the supervisor's leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor and his flattering words were left.

"Aiya, Young Sir, you've graced us with your presence. I'm sorry for not coming out to welcome you. I'll apologize to you here. I hope you can forgive me. Your arrival has really brought light to my humble dwelling. It's my honor!"

As he spoke, the supervisor hurriedly brewed a cup of high-quality Da Hong Pao tea and carefully placed it in front of Ye Xuan.

Then, he brought over a large plate of snacks and cakes, as well as some fresh fruits.

He was filled with respect and did not dare to be negligent at all.