Three bottles of Hennessy Richard…
In Chu Ningwu’s mind, Huo Zhi Chuan had automatically turned into the image of “four thousand five hundred.”
What should she do? Even though she knew taking money from the male lead was like dancing with a tiger…
Forget it. She could always just block him later.
With that slightly wicked thought, Chu Ningwu lowered her head and took the phone, entering her number.
“Done.” She handed the phone back.
Then she took the ordering device from the table and firmly entered a unit price of fifty thousand.
Huo Zhi Chuan paid without even blinking.
Chu Ningwu’s professional fake smile immediately turned genuinely sweet.
The other sales staff in the room were burning with envy. That was a four-thousand-five-hundred commission…
They wanted it too.
“Master Xu, is three bottles enough for tonight~?”
On the sofa nearby, a girl sitting on Young Master Xu’s lap spoke in a sweet, coaxing voice.
He pinched her cheek and turned to Chu Ningwu.
“Xiao Chu, right? Get me a bottle of Château Cheval Blanc.”
Chu Ningwu nodded and placed an order for a five-thousand-yuan bottle of Château Cheval Blanc on the device.
Huo Zhi Chuan did not stop her.
Seeing this, Gu Qianxi also grew restless.
She was a total alcohol lover. She liked organizing drinking parties, and Hennessy Richard was something she had tasted before. One sip and she was hooked.
Even risking her card being frozen, she still wanted to drink it.
Gu Qianxi walked over.
“Why order Château Cheval Blanc? Since we’ve already opened Hennessy Richard, let’s all drink that. Xiao Ningwu, open two bottles for me too.”
Chu Ningwu looked at her commission of three thousand and nodded happily, almost wanting to hug her.
The female lead was so nice generous and righteous. No wonder Huo Zhi Chuan would like her later.
Gu Qianxi acted carefree, but she was actually nervous, occasionally glancing at Huo Zhi Chuan’s expression.
Huo Zhi Chuan glanced at her coldly but said nothing.
In truth, he did not care about this small amount of money. He was just worried that Gu Zhe had entrusted his younger sister to him, and if he did not restrain her, she would rely on his name to act recklessly in Beijing. If she got spoiled beyond repair, he would have no way to explain himself when Gu Zhe returned.
Chu Ningwu was focused on placing orders and did not notice the silent exchanges.
Privately, she even secretly undercut Gu Qianxi’s order by entering a thirty-thousand price.
Then she realized it was meaningless anyway after all, the female lead’s money was still the male lead’s money.
“Anyone else need drinks?” Chu Ningwu asked.
In just ten minutes since Huo Zhi Chuan arrived, nearly 250,000 had already been spent.
Everyone shook their heads.
But Huo Zhi Chuan spoke again.
“Bring a carton of milk.”
The already stunned room fell into shock once more.
Drinking milk in a place like this? That was ridiculous.
No one had ever heard of Huo Zhi Chuan drinking milk at social events before either.
Young Master Ji, as expected of a future heir, quickly understood.
This was clearly for the little girl beside him who could not drink.
He immediately changed his gaze toward Chu Ningwu.
A clever attendant smiled and handed over a microphone.
“Xiao Chu, do you like singing? Your voice is so sweet, you must sing well. Sing a song for Huo Xiansheng.”
Huo Zhi Chuan did not like singing, nor did he like listening to it.
But if it was Chu Ningwu singing, it might be interesting.
Chu Ningwu, unable to refuse, took the microphone.
“Do you like singing?” Huo Zhi Chuan asked lightly.
“I don’t really know,” she replied honestly. “I wanted to sing ‘A Little Sweet’ by Silence Wang, but I just remembered… this world might not even have that singer.”
She went to check the song list.
And then froze.
There were only songs like “Two Tigers.”
What kind of strange world setting was this?
Seeing her expression, Huo Zhi Chuan found it even more amusing.
“So you don’t know a single song?”
“I do, I do.” Afraid she would lose her commission, she nervously selected “Two Tigers.”
The moment the intro played, everyone burst out laughing.
Chu Ningwu’s face burned red. She could not bring herself to sing.
At the first lyric, she stopped the music.
She tugged at Huo Zhi Chuan’s sleeve, face flushed, biting her lip.
“I’m already grown up… singing a children’s song is too embarrassing. Can we skip it?”
Huo Zhi Chuan originally wanted to say she chose it herself.
But seeing her soft, youthful face calling herself “grown up,” he found it unbearably cute.
He suddenly felt the room was too hot and took off his suit jacket, placing it over the sofa.
Someone suggested punishment instead.
“Then just drink a glass.”
Before Chu Ningwu could comply, Young Master Ji interrupted.
“Hey, Xiao Chu said she can’t drink. That’s forcing her. Not very gentlemanly—”
“Then let her kiss Huo Zong instead!”
Silence.
Chu Ningwu froze for three seconds.
Understanding what “kiss” meant, she turned bright red instantly, threw down the microphone, and curled up on the sofa.
She grabbed the suit jacket and pulled it over her head.
A small cat isolated from the entire world.
Inside the darkness, the faint cedar scent of the jacket seeped into her nose.
And she really, truly wanted to cry.
What kind of people were these?!
She was going to find Mia.
This was not a situation she could handle.