Chapter 282: Help me, one Hermes for each of you!

The male model strangely hugged the paper bag tightly in his arms, looked at her warily and said, "Don't you want this paper bag anymore? You threw it away, so it's okay for me to pick it up!"

"I also have an Hermès Birkin bag."

Song Mang took out another paper bag and said, "After burning this thing, it will be exactly the same as the Hermès Birkin bag in the mortal world. It even has storage space inside. You can't get it even if you spend five million on the weird app.

I can burn this bag and the LV together for you, but you have to do me a favor."

The male model's weird expression was a bit complicated.

He had just promised a big boss to help drug this human woman, but the task had not yet been completed.

Although the big boss gave him a lot of rewards, he was now in a hurry to take the bag and leave, so as to avoid other weird people ambushing and snatching the paper LV worth two million, so he decided not to do that thing.

At first, when Song Mang stopped him, he thought that Song Mang had discovered the drugging and wanted to settle the score with him.

Why are you giving him a more expensive bag?

Seeing that he hadn't said anything, Song Mang raised the corners of his lips and said, "If you don't agree, you may not be able to leave safely with this LV. The weirdness here is not vegetarian. Maybe as soon as you leave, a group of people will follow you and snatch your LV.

But if you promise me, not only can you get two bags, but you can also leave safely with the bags."

The male model frowned strangely and said, "This Hermès is even more expensive than the limited edition LV. How can I leave safely with two such expensive bags?"

Song Mang calmly sat back on the sofa in the booth, picked up the highball glass and shook it in his hand, saying, "Since I dare to give you such a valuable gift, I naturally have a way to let you leave safely.

Just tell me if you'll do me a favor. It's okay if you don't, there are plenty of people here who want Hermès."

The male model felt strangely aware of the other strange and predatory gazes, and felt that he might not be able to leave the bar.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and said, "Tell me what you want first. If I can do it, I will definitely help you!"

“It’s very simple.”

Song Mang raised the goblet in his hand and said, "You must return this bottle of wine to whoever gave it to you, and you must see him drink it with your own eyes. Do you understand?"

"You know?!"

The male model looked at her in strange surprise.

Song Mang said, "You just need to answer me, can you do it? He drinks it, record a video and send it to me, and I will give you the Hermès immediately."

The male model looked at the paper-made LV bag in his hand strangely, then looked at Song Mang, "But I'm out on business, what should I do with this LV bag I stole?

I'm planning to resell it for money, not burn it myself. This thing could fetch two million online."

"I'll give you a discount."

After the words fell, Song Mang threw two million ghost money directly onto the coffee table, "Take the ghost money, put down your bag, and you can go to work."

The weird people around were stunned.

"Oh my god, why did she throw out these two million as casually as if she were throwing away two dollars?"

"I can even ask her for a discount directly? That's awesome! What exactly does she want to do? Can I do it?"

"I also want to ask, what's so difficult that you have to give her a bag worth seven million? If it's not that difficult, I think I can also help the rich woman!"

Several strange people walked towards this side, looking at Song Mang, and seemed to be recommending themselves.

The male model was surprised to see this situation, and quickly collected all the paper money on the table and thanked Song Mang repeatedly.

"Thank you, Miss Song!"

The male model strangely deposited the ghost money into the Tiandi Bank, and he felt relieved. "Don't worry, Miss Song, I promise to help you with this matter. I will go find him now!"

After he finished speaking excitedly, he picked up the glass of red wine that Song Mang had not drunk and went to the second floor of the bar.

The male model mysteriously took away the wine glass, leaving an opened bottle of expensive wine on the table.

Song Mang took the bottle of red wine and asked Xi Jinzhi to smell it again.

"Anything wrong with the rest of the wine?"

"have."

He nodded. "He probably put the Bone Melting Powder into the whole bottle of wine, and then gave the wine to that weird creature."

Not long after Xi Jinzhi finished speaking, several strange people came to Song Mang and looked at her flatteringly.

"Sister, do you need help?"

"Sister, I've worked in this bar for a long time, and I'm very familiar with this place! If you have any problems, just tell me, and I can handle it for you!"

Another one said strangely and very discerningly, "Sister, there's something wrong with this wine, right? Just tell me which villain hurt you! I'll pour the whole bottle down his throat!"

Song Mang raised his eyebrows and said, "That man's surname is Ouyang, do you know him?"

"I heard that a distinguished human guest named Ouyang came to the second floor. Oh, yes, his name is Ouyang Chen!"

Someone said strangely.

"The private rooms on the second floor of the bar are not open to the public and can only be used by the castle lord. Ouyang Chen is on the second floor now. He must have been invited by the castle lord."

"He's not the only one here. A lot of human players just showed up, all in the private room on the second floor. I don't know what the castle lord wants to do by inviting them here.

"Those human players who come to the bar aren't just any ordinary people; they're all bigwigs. Take Ouyang Chen, for example. Not only did he show up, he also brought a singing and dancing troupe with him, saying they wanted to put on a performance for the castle lord!"

Through these strange conversations, Song Mang got a lot of information about Ouyang Chen.

Song Mang thought for a moment and asked, "Guests can't just go to the second-floor private room. Can you go to the second floor?"

"Of course!"

Someone strangely replied, "The performance hasn't officially started yet. When it does, most of us will have to go to the second floor to serve, so as not to neglect the VIPs there."

Song Mang looked at the wine bottle on the coffee table and said, "This Young Master Ouyang is so polite that he invited me to drink before we even met. Naturally, I have to return the favor.

How about this, each of you take a small bottle, fill it with red wine and bring it up to treat him.

You can add red wine to other red wines, or to dishes. I will give a Hermès to anyone who can make him drink it.

All the weird eyes lit up.

While these weirdos were dividing up the bottle of red wine, the male model had already arrived at the box on the second floor.

The box on the second floor is full of human players. Ouyang Chen and Xuanyuan Xi are both here, but the castle lord has not appeared yet.

Inside the spacious private room, there is a large curved floor-to-ceiling window, allowing guests inside to directly enjoy all the scenery on the first floor of the bar.

However, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are closed now, so people cannot see what is happening on the first floor for the time being.

Ouyang Chen was playing with his phone waiting for news, and then he saw the content on the hot search list.

He couldn't help but frowned, turned to Xuanyuan Xi and said, "Xuanyuan, have you read the forum? They say online that Song Mang's delivery driver is your ancestor!

The founder of the Xuanyuan family, even if he had become a monster, was still a powerful ghost immortal. How could he possibly serve as a subordinate to a woman with such low cultivation level!

This woman is using your Xuanyuan family to hype herself up. It's like trampling on the Xuanyuan family's reputation. It's really too much!"