Watching the cheering crowd below, Jincheng couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. After all, booking out an entire establishment was a rare feat, even in the opulent Queen's Bar, which was frequented by the wealthy.
Indeed, as soon as Jincheng jumped off the stage, a bevy of stunning beauties, clad in sexy, revealing outfits, flocked towards him, eager to strike up a conversation.
Jincheng casually surveyed the women approaching him, making a quick judgment. He politely declined them all.
Normally, he wouldn't mind indulging them, but at this moment, he was unwilling to be sidetracked by such trivial matters. Compared to that youthful student girl, these scantily clad women held little allure for him, an old hand at this game.
"Now, do I qualify to join the fun?" Jincheng asked, a self-satisfied, charming smile on his face as he confidently approached Xu Youran and spoke.
Xu Youran nodded faintly, allowing Jincheng to sit beside her.
Just as Jincheng took his seat with Zhang Fan and the others, at a table not far away, two men and one woman were watching Zhang Fan's group with keen interest.
"That Jincheng kid is such a nouveau riche. He actually booked out the entire place just to chase after a student girl. Heh, at the Queen's Bar's prices, booking it out for a night would cost at least several hundred thousand. Truly a grand gesture," a young man in a golden jacket, adorned with luxury brands, chuckled to the other man and woman.
"Indeed, it's a grand gesture. A few hundred thousand might not be much to Jincheng, but for me, that's a week's living expenses," the other man casually remarked.
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After Zhang Fan and his group were seated, the waiter quickly brought their drinks to the table.
"Let's have a toast first." Yi Ziping was quite dejected. The only girl in their group had been intruded upon by a stranger. Although he knew this guy had no chance of winning Xu Youran over, he still felt annoyed.
Hearing Yi Ziping's words, everyone at the table raised their glasses. They all finished their first drink readily, except for Zhang Fan, who still had some left in his glass.
"Brother, didn't you say a toast? Taking such a small sip is rather stingy," Jincheng frowned. Even Lin Ruyue and Qin Luoshui had finished their drinks, while Zhang Fan had only taken a symbolic sip.
"If you're worried about not having enough to drink, there's no need. I, Jincheng, said I'd pay, and I never go back on my word. You can all drink to your heart's content. It doesn't matter if we empty the bar's entire stock," Jincheng declared generously.
"Are you sure you want to have a toast with me and drink as much as I want?" Zhang Fan asked Jincheng, a half-smile playing on his lips.
"Of course. As long as you want to drink, I'll accompany you. Do you think I can't afford the cost of this little bit of alcohol?" Jincheng said with utmost confidence.
Having frequented nightlife venues for a long time, Jincheng was very satisfied with his alcohol tolerance. As for the cost, since he had already booked the entire place, he wouldn't bother about Zhang Fan joining.
Hearing Jincheng's words, everyone at the table cast strange glances at him. This guy actually dared to tell Zhang Fan to drink as much as he wanted. Did he have deep pockets or was he a teetotaler?
If he couldn't satisfy either of these conditions, then Jincheng was destined for a tragic night.
Because from their recent interactions, they had learned a little something: Zhang Fan could hold his liquor exceptionally well.
As for how much he could drink, they couldn't give a precise figure, but that was the most terrifying part. According to Zhang Fan, he could drink indefinitely.
Therefore, they never included Zhang Fan when it came to toasts.
Upon hearing Jincheng's words, Zhang Fan beckoned a waiter and whispered a few words in his ear. The waiter, understanding, nodded and left.
Less than a minute later, the waiter returned, carrying a tray of colorful fruit wines.
"Looking at this, is this brother planning to have a drinking competition with me? May I know your name?" Jincheng asked with a confident smile.
"My name is Zhang Fan."
Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "A competition is unnecessary. I'll drink to the toast, you drink as you please."
After speaking, Zhang Fan pulled out a bottle from the tray and downed it in one gulp.
The tray contained fifty bottles of fruit wine, each approximately 100 milliliters. For an average person, finishing such a tray would be considered drinking heavily.
And for Jincheng, who had frequented nightlife venues for a long time, he could handle an entire tray by himself. Let alone with Zhang Fan.
Seeing Zhang Fan immediately finish a bottle, Jincheng naturally couldn't show weakness. He also picked out a bottle and drank it in one go.
This tray of wine cost only ten thousand, so Jincheng wouldn't mind him drinking freely.
As soon as Jincheng finished his bottle, he saw Zhang Fan insert another empty bottle into the tray.
So, he hastily drank his second bottle, unwilling to fall behind.
Xu Youran, Lin Ruyue, and Qin Luoshui watched the scene with great interest. They were curious to see how long this nouveau riche could last against Zhang Fan.
And so...
The third bottle...
The fourth bottle...
By the thirteenth bottle, Jincheng finally started to feel overwhelmed.
Although he could drink an entire tray of fifty bottles alone, that was when he was casually drinking over time. Like Zhang Fan, who drank one after another without taking a breath, after more than ten bottles, he was truly starting to feel the strain.
"Brother Zhang Fan, isn't it a bit boring to keep drinking like this? How about we play some games?" Jincheng had not forgotten his mission. He was here to woo a girl, not to drink.
Moreover, he could see that the guy opposite him had a truly incredible alcohol tolerance. At least, he couldn't match it. After more than ten bottles, his face was slightly flushed, but Zhang Fan was as calm as if he had just drunk more than ten cups of water, his complexion unchanged.
If they continued drinking, getting drunk would be a real loss.
"Playing games will delay the drinking too much. If you feel you can't drink any more, just take a small sip as you please. You don't have to keep up with me," Zhang Fan glanced at Jincheng and said.
"How could I not be able to drink? I just find continuous drinking to be too boring. But since Brother Zhang Fan wants to keep drinking, I, Jincheng, will naturally accompany you." Jincheng said.
"Brother Jin truly has a remarkable capacity. I admire you," Zhang Fan said, and then downed two more bottles, which made Jincheng tremble with apprehension.
However, with the beauty beside him, he naturally wouldn't back down.
So, under everyone's watchful eyes, Jincheng forced himself to continue drinking, but it was increasingly difficult to keep up with Zhang Fan's pace.
Basically, after Zhang Fan finished three bottles, Jincheng would still need to wait a bit before finishing his second.
With this style of drinking, besides the two men and one woman who were keenly observing Zhang Fan's table, others in the bar were also watching.
By the time Zhang Fan drank his twenty-seventh bottle, his complexion remained unchanged. Such an incredible capacity had already attracted the attention of more than half of the bar's patrons.
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