Jiang Nan Fang Zhan Bei Jue

Chapter 25 Shall we try tonight

She's everywhere

In fact, everyone was pulling Jiang Nanfang to the bar.

Jiang Nanfang refused as everyone pushed her, "I can't hold my liquor, I really don't want to go to the bar."

"After such a long flight, I'm so tired, please spare me and let me go back to sleep first."

Even Vice President Gao thought going back to sleep at this hour was nonsense, "What time is it that you want to go back to sleep? Impossible."

"Let's go, you don't have a boyfriend, it's fine to go out with everyone. Come on, come on."

"Exactly. If you don't go, we guys will be too bored. Just do it for our technical director, come on, come on."

"If you don't go, you're not giving Vice President Gao face. It's rare for him to want to relax, Engineer Jiang, don't be a spoilsport."

With no other choice, everyone was in high spirits, and even Vice President Gao was joining in the wildness. Jiang Nanfang had no friends in South City, and it would be boring to stay alone, so she could only go to the bar with them.

The bar at just past nine o'clock was just starting to open. From the bar counter to the booths to the dance floor, there were only a few scattered people.

The bar had launched a new series of brightly colored and uniquely shaped cocktails. Zhan Beijue asked the bartender to make one of each for Gong Peipei to see. A waiter was waiting behind her to serve her, while he himself went upstairs.

This bar couldn't claim to be the biggest and most luxurious in all of South City. After all, it was the era of entrepreneurship, and what was the best today might be surpassed by someone investing heavily tomorrow.

But it could definitely be called November 1st in the Xinpu District area.

It had been in business for over three years. Zhan Beijue had invested in it. Apart from visiting once during its opening, this was only his second time in so many years, but his annual dividends were not small.

Before coming, Zhan Beijue had already informed the owner, Lu Qingxu. At this moment, Lu Qingxu was waiting for him on the VIP sofa above the stage.

Upon meeting, they exchanged greetings. Lu Qingxu handed him a drink and said with a wink,

"Brought her here specially? That's great. This is the first time I've seen you bring a woman out in so many years. She's pretty, are you serious this time?"

Zhan Beijue took a sip of the vodka, his gaze lowered. He glanced at the young lady by the counter, who was smiling happily. "Mind your own business."

Every time women were mentioned in front of him, Zhan Beijue had a reaction that made people laugh. Lu Qingxu was successfully amused by him again.

"Alright, if you don't want me to talk about it, then don't. It seems you're not serious. Our President Zhan has started playing the field, impressive."

"Come, let's toast to you taking this significant step forward and moving another step closer to being a true man!"

Zhan Beijue shot him a glare and lazily put down his wine glass, "Comparing me to you guys is bad luck."

Lu Qingxu: "...President Zhan, you don't want me to say this, and you don't want me to say that. It's a torture to have a chat with you every time."

"Then shut up. I'm here for peace and quiet. If you have business, go take care of it. You don't need to accompany me."

Hearing this, Lu Qingxu felt like he had been granted a great pardon. He quickly made an excuse about having business to attend to, put him down openly, and left.

Zhan Beijue sat alone on the sofa, his gaze lowered. He slowly sipped his wine while watching the group that had just entered.

Are they haunting him like this? They parted ways at the restaurant not long ago, and now they've followed him here?

As more customers arrived, the prime spot in the central sofa area was still unoccupied. Relying on their numbers, Jiang Nanfang was pushed to the center.

A waiter came over to take their drink order. Zhan Beijue watched as Vice President Gao generously ordered a table full of drinks, and everyone started drinking heartily.

After a few glasses of beer, coupled with the Wuliangye they had drunk at the restaurant earlier, Jiang Nanfang began to feel tipsy.

Her shirt buttons were fastened too high. The bar's air circulation was poor, making it stuffy and hot. She casually unbuttoned one.

The lead dancers started their performance, and the deafening music volume increased. The DJ on stage seductively and rhythmically stirred the emotions.

As she unbuttoned her last button, it was as if, suddenly, the entire world became restless and fiery.

Her colleagues around her, including Vice President Gao, couldn't help but sway to the music.

Vice President Gao, while swaying, yelled into her ear,

"Mmm! No wonder you young people love coming here to play, it's really stress-relieving! Mmm!"

"Engineer Jiang, another drink! After this one, we're going dancing!"

"Don't underestimate Engineer Tian, he's as nimble as a loach once he hits the dance floor, let's go see!"

In just over ten minutes, the bar's customer flow more than doubled.

At this moment, the bar counter, the sofas, and the dance floor were all packed with young, restless bodies. Everyone was raising their arms, shaking their hips, and enjoying the relaxation brought by the alcohol and the night.

Jiang Nanfang was infected by the crowd's energy. Regardless of whether she could dance, she tilted her head back, drank the wine in her hand, slammed the cup down, and said, "Let's go!"

Everyone screamed and twisted their hips as they entered the dance floor.

As expected, Engineer Tian was as nimble as a loach. Jiang Nanfang couldn't find him as soon as he squeezed into the crowd.

There were too many hot girls, and many were willing to be close. Engineer Li spotted a generous and fiery one and tentatively moved closer.

As she swayed, there was no one she knew around her.

Jiang Nanfang was still a bit scared, as she rarely went to bars. Even when she did, it was usually with many people.

As a result, the dance floor was too crowded. Just as she was trying to squeeze her way out, a tall, muscular man grabbed her arm, "Hi beautiful! How are you!"

The music was too loud, and he was afraid Jiang Nanfang couldn't hear him greeting her, so he pressed his mouth to her ear.

A strong smell of alcohol mixed with cheap tobacco assailed her. Combined with the man's muscles, which were trained like a bodybuilder's, it was too shocking. Jiang Nanfang shivered, almost gagging from disgust.

"Want to dance with me? Come, into my arms."

The muscular man, relying on his strength, pushed the people around him aside, raised his arm, and made a gesture to embrace Jiang Nanfang. "I'll protect you."

This man's muscles were jarring, his features were flat, and although he was tall, his overall caliber was not enough to be Zhan Beijue's bodyguard. Jiang Nanfang didn't even want to look at him again.

"Let go! Excuse me, sir, I have a boyfriend!"

"Even if you do, I have a girlfriend too, I don't mind you."

The man held onto her, his tone ambiguous. "Come on, people come here to have fun. It's the same with anyone, don't be polite with me."

"..." This bar seemed quite upscale, but she didn't expect the clientele to be of such low caliber.

Making lewd jokes with ladies from the start. As expected, ugly men tend to cause trouble.

Jiang Nanfang was completely disgusted by him. She looked up, her expression unfriendly, "I'm not being polite with you. My boyfriend is sitting over there. Please let go quickly, or he'll see..."

Only then did the man become a little hesitant. He angrily flung her hand away, muttering unpleasantly, "Spoilsport, don't you understand the rules? With a man, you still run up to me and flaunt yourself..."

What?!

Jiang Nanfang was stunned by his scolding. After a two-second pause, she reached out and grabbed his retreating shirt, "Sir, excuse me, could you please tell me what you just said?"

The man turned back, thinking she had changed her mind, and gave a disgusted smile.

"I'm asking how much you cost. Look at my muscles, I guarantee I'll take you for a ride. Want to try me?"