But the moment he thought of the things rumored online, such as "rich woman's happy balls," he couldn't help but tremble. He didn't know if he could handle it...
However, seeing how beautiful Nangong Wushuang was, he gritted his teeth and hardened his resolve. It was fine! This rich woman was so pretty! Even if she was a bit harsh, he'd have some psychological comfort!
It was with this mindset that he had already adopted a look of facing death with a smile.
"How long have you been working part-time at this bar?"
Nangong Wushuang, of course, had no idea what he was thinking. She merely looked at the young man with some curiosity. She only intended to ask a couple of questions, but this young man seemed overly shy. Why was he acting so hesitant even while sitting next to her?
Had she dressed too ordinarily today? Had she scared him?
"Replying to you, sister, it's been three months now."
"Mm, three months... In the past two months, have you noticed anything unusual in this bar?" Nangong Wushuang stared at him, hoping to find an answer in his response.
"Anything unusual?"
Upon hearing this question, the young bartender immediately fell into thought, seemingly searching for the unusual thing Nangong Wushuang mentioned.
At first, he pondered for a long time, unable to figure out what Nangong Wushuang meant by "unusual." People who came to the bar were a diverse lot, and most of them sought excitement and what they desired. It was often a collision of hormones. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "There's a regular customer, Young Master Qu, I think his name is. He brings a different beautiful woman every day he comes to the bar."
"Not that."
Nangong Wushuang shook her head. "That's just a playboy. What I mean by unusual is... things that shouldn't appear in a bar, things that shouldn't exist in this society, such as... firearms, drugs... do you understand?"
As she spoke, her true qi instantly enveloped the entire VIP booth, ensuring that no one could overhear their conversation.
Hearing Nangong Wushuang's question, the bartender's eyes instantly changed, and he became very vigilant, staring at Nangong Wushuang.
"Don't worry, Old Wang listens to me," Nangong Wushuang said. "Tell me honestly, and you'll get a bonus."
Upon hearing the mention of a bonus, the bartender's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "I don't know much, but basically every Friday night, a group of people come, and many people buy things from them. But I don't know what they're buying..."
"Old Wang doesn't know about this?"
After Nangong Wushuang asked this, she shook her head. Old Wang doesn't know? He was lying to her.
In a place like this, Old Wang wouldn't dare to be negligent. He would definitely be aware of these things, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to maintain control of the establishment.
"I'm not sure if Manager Wang knows..." the bartender quickly shook his head.
He felt as if he had said something wrong.
"Don't worry, no one will know about our conversation just now." Nangong Wushuang had already gotten what she wanted. With a wave of her hand, all the true qi dissipated. Then, she placed a bank card in front of the bartender. "This is yours..."