Chapter 99: The Manager is My Cousin

Lin Xiaoxi was just saying it casually.

But this sentence was heard by someone in the next booth.

There were five or six people sitting in the booth next to them.

The leader was a young man in a floral shirt, with a very thick gold chain around his neck and a Green Submariner watch on his wrist.

Sitting next to him were two glamorous influencer-faced girls, and two men who looked like lackeys.

Several people were drinking and chatting, and the man in the floral shirt's gaze kept scanning the hall.

When he saw Lin Xiaoxi, his eyes lit up.

Then he heard the sentence Lin Xiaoxi said.

The man in the floral shirt was named Qian Bin.

His family was in the building materials business, which had just gone public, so he had some money in his hands.

He came here tonight just to bid on that bottle of liquor, post it on social media to show off, and incidentally show off in front of a certain influencer.

Hearing Lin Xiaoxi say the bottle was beautiful, he thought Lin Xiaoxi was interested in it.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoxi was indeed beautiful, he got some ideas in his heart.

He held his wine glass and stood up.

The two lackeys next to him also joined in:

"Brother Bin, that chick is not bad! Go up and get her WeChat!"

"When Brother Bin makes a move, one is worth two!"

Qian Bin smiled, held his wine glass, and walked straight over.

He stopped next to Qin Ze's booth, looked at Lin Xiaoxi, and said with a smile:

"Beauty, do you like that bottle of liquor?"

"Wait for me to bid on it, and I'll treat you to a drink."

When he said this, his eyes were staring straight at Lin Xiaoxi, completely ignoring Qin Ze next to her.

Lin Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment.

She didn't know how to reply and subconsciously tugged on the corner of Qin Ze's shirt.

Qin Ze looked up at Qian Bin.

His tone was calm, but the meaning in his words was very direct:

"She doesn't want to drink with you."

"Now, please leave this booth."

Qian Bin's smile stiffened.

He didn't expect Qin Ze to speak so directly, not giving him any face at all.

The two lackeys behind him immediately walked over, and one of the men with a buzz cut pointed at Qin Ze, his tone unfriendly:

"Buddy, be more polite when you speak!"

"Do you know who the person in front of you is?"

Qin Ze didn't even look at the lackey.

He just looked at Qian Bin like that, his gaze indifferent.

Lin Xiaoxi was a bit nervous; she pulled on Qin Ze's sleeve and said softly:

"President Qin, why don't we change places…"

This "President Qin" was heard by Qian Bin.

Qian Bin was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Yo, so you guys aren't boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"You're her boss?"

The expression on his face suddenly became unscrupulous.

"I asked your employee to have a drink, and you give me this attitude?"

"Do you know who I am?"

He pointed toward the bar.

"The manager of this The Shelter is my cousin!"

"Do you believe I can make it so you never get in here again?"

His voice rose by an octave.

"Now, apologize to me immediately!"

His two lackeys also took a step forward, looking like they were about to make a move.

Qin Ze sat on the sofa, looking at Qian Bin's arrogant face.

He understood instantly.

This kid knew the bar manager, which was why he dared to act recklessly here.

No wonder he had seen quite a few messages about this bar before coming here.

Quite a few people had said they had been harassed while consuming here.

So the problem was here.

Qin Ze sneered in his heart.

Since this bar was his property now, that was perfect.

Cure this kid, and incidentally cure that manager too.

He picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.

Then he said slowly:

"Alright, you said you want to bid on this liquor, right?"

Qian Bin snorted coldly:

"Why? You want to bid too?"

"Sure, want to compare with me?"

Qin Ze smiled.

"How about this, if you can bid on this bottle of liquor today, I'll apologize to you."

Qian Bin's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"You said it!"

"If I bid on it, not only do you have to apologize to me, but you also have to get out of this bar!"

Qin Ze didn't speak, just made a "please" gesture.

Qian Bin sneered and turned back to his booth.

The host started calling out prices.

"Starting bid, five thousand! Dear guests, you can start bidding!"

Qian Bin raised his hand first:

"Ten thousand!"

The whole room was silent for a second.

Everyone looked toward Qian Bin's direction.

Qian Bin looked around proudly, his expression full of "I have money."

The host smiled:

"Alright, the guest at Table 1 bids ten thousand! Any higher?"

"Ten thousand once!"

"Twenty thousand."

A calm voice came from the corner.

Everyone's gaze turned to another direction.

Qin Ze leaned on the sofa, holding a wine glass, his expression very casual.

Qian Bin's face darkened.

"Twenty-five thousand!"

"Thirty thousand."

"Thirty-five thousand!"

"Forty thousand."

As long as Qian Bin bid, Qin Ze would call out a higher price!

A faint smile always hung on Qin Ze's face.

The atmosphere in the room began to become subtle.

Everyone could see that these two were competing.

The host's voice also became excited:

"Forty thousand! The guest at Table 4 bids forty thousand! Any higher?"

Qian Bin's face was already very ugly.

He didn't expect Qin Ze to be so stubborn with him.

This bottle of liquor was worth at most ten or twenty thousand.

Now that it was called to forty thousand, it had far exceeded its actual value.

But he couldn't lose face in front of so many people.

He glanced at the two influencer-faced girls next to him; they were looking at him with anticipation.

He couldn't lose face.

"Fifty thousand!"

He shouted.

"Sixty thousand."

Qin Ze's voice remained calm and breezy.

The whole room was silent.

Sixty thousand to buy a bottle of liquor.

This was no longer drinking; this was burning money.

Qian Bin's face turned completely black.

He gritted his teeth, his hand gripping the wine glass so hard his knuckles turned white.

The lackey behind him whispered:

"Brother Bin, let it go… sixty thousand to buy a bottle of liquor is too much of a loss…"

Qian Bin took a deep breath.

He calmed down a bit.

Sixty thousand to bid on a bottle of liquor was indeed not worth it.

But he didn't need to actually spend sixty thousand.

Because his cousin was the manager here.

He had plenty of ways.

Even if he bid up to one hundred thousand, he had the ability to buy it at the original price!

He put down the wine glass and sneered.

"Sixty-three thousand!"

At this time, Qin Ze spread his hands, pretending he couldn't afford it!

"Sixty-three thousand it is, congratulations, you won!"

"The liquor is yours!"

The host called out three times and dropped the hammer.

"Congratulations to tonight's guest for bidding on this bottle of 1988 Scottish Highlands single malt whiskey for sixty-three thousand yuan!"

The waiter brought the bottle of liquor and delivered it to Qian Bin's table.

And how could Qian Bin not see that Qin Ze was playing him!

He immediately stood up and walked to Qin Ze's booth, a triumphant smile on his face.

"You really thought that if I bid sixty thousand for this bottle, you could make me bleed?"

"You don't really think that if I bid sixty thousand for this bottle, I have to pay sixty thousand, right?"

Qian Bin turned his head and waved toward the bar.

A man in a suit wearing an intercom walked over quickly.

It was the bar manager, Qian Bin's cousin.

The manager walked over, glanced at Qian Bin, then glanced at the liquor on Qin Ze's table, and said to Qian Bin with a smile:

"What's wrong, Xiao Bin?"

Qian Bin pointed to the bottle of liquor on Qin Ze's table:

"Brother, I bid on this bottle. I offered sixty thousand purely because this kid was calling out prices randomly and causing trouble!"

"Just settle the bill for me at the starting price of five thousand, okay?"

"Anyway, besides the store manager, you're the one in charge!" ===== CHAPTER 100 =====