"I'm sorry, sir, we don't have orange juice in our bar. We only have these drinks on the drink menu." The waiter stood still and explained with a smile.
"If you don't have it, go buy it outside. Do you think you can do business?" Cao was a little angry. The waiter made him embarrassed in front of Zhou Yuanyuan. Cao felt very embarrassed.
Bar, bar, coming here and asking for juice is really asking too much. Zhou Yuanyuan blushed.
"Brother Cao, no thanks. I don't like orange juice either. Just give me a glass of this Pink Lady!" Zhou Yuanyuan pointed at a name on the drink list. She had been curious for a long time about what these drinks with strange names were.
"Brother Cao, why are the drink labels here so strange? What kind of drinks do the names on them represent?" Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Following Zhou Yuanyuan's scallion-white finger, Cao stared at the long list of names on the drink menu, dumbfounded. This was his first time in a bar, and he didn't recognize any of them. What was a deep-water torpedo? What was Nectar and Jade Dew? Why did it feel so like a scam?
"This, this, and this, give me a glass of each," Cao said to the waiter, pointing to the names of five or six drinks on the menu. Since Zhou Yuanyuan was curious, Cao didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from being the one to explain.
"Okay, please wait a moment." Seeing Cao Zhizhi being so generous, the waiter's eyes curved with smiles. In this kind of occasion, the most popular ones are those who spend money without blinking an eye like Cao Zhizhi! A glass of wine costs ten or twenty yuan, but what Cao Zhizhi ordered is over a hundred yuan! The waiter can also earn a little more commission.
"Cao Yizhi, we'll each have half later." Zhou Yuanyuan had obviously thought of this question. If she hadn't been curious, Cao Yizhi probably wouldn't have ordered so many drinks. Zhou Yuanyuan didn't like to take advantage of others.
"Zhou Yuanyuan, no need. Let me show you what gentlemanly manners are." Cao kept refusing. It was so hard for him to meet Zhou Yuanyuan, and he didn't have time to leave a good impression on her. How could he be so petty?
"Hey~! Zhou Yuanyuan, you shameless girl, Brother Ziqing doesn't want you, so you're hooking up with another man so soon?" A coquettish voice sounded beside Zhou Yuanyuan.
Zhou Yuanyuan didn't need to look up to know that the owner of the voice was He Jingjing, her sworn enemy.
Isn't He Jingjing her maid in Yushan Sect? Why is she here?
"Hey! Zhou Yuanyuan, I'm talking to you. Why are you so rude?" He Jingjing was so angry that her face turned red when Zhou Yuanyuan ignored her. Although it had been three years since she left Kyoto, He Jingjing still considered Kyoto her home. Although Zhou Yuanyuan was now arrogant, she was just a country girl from the countryside. How could she compare to a native Kyoto person like herself?
"Who are you? You come up to me for no reason and spew shit. Do we know you?" Cao Yizhi recognized He Jingjing, but deliberately didn't give her a good face. He Jingjing has always been high-profile in the circle of aristocratic families in Kyoto City. Every time there is a party, as long as He Jingjing appears, everyone's attention is only on her. He Jingjing always talks about "my grandfather is like this and that". For the sake of He Shumin, no one cares about He Jingjing. After He Shumin's death, He Boqian went to prison, and the He family has disappeared in Kyoto City. I really don't know what He Jingjing relies on to be so arrogant in front of him, Cao Yizhi?
"Cao Yizhi, you short-lived bastard! How dare you say you haven't seen me, He Jingjing, three years ago? If it weren't for your grandfather, I wouldn't even bother meeting you." He Jingjing glanced at Cao Yizhi with disdain. In He Jingjing's memory, Cao Yunfei in her previous life died at the hands of her grandfather, He Shumin. The Cao family never recovered, and Cao Yizhi didn't have a good ending either, dying during a special mission before he was even thirty.
In this lifetime, calculating the time, her grandfather He Shumin has already taken action against Cao Yunfei. Without Cao Yunfei, the Cao family is probably just another loser! She, He Jingjing, is afraid of no one but such a person.
He Jingjing returned to Kyoto with Wen Ziqing yesterday. To curry Wen Ziqing's favor, she immediately rushed to curry favor with Feng Xueying and Wu Xiuli, leaving her family behind. He Jingjing still didn't know He Shumin was dead, much less that He Boqian was in prison. Based on her past life memories, she assumed He Shumin had already dealt with Cao Yunfei.
"Pa!" A crisp slapping sounded. Zhou Yuanyuan looked at He Jingjing like this and suddenly felt her hands itching. Since her hands were itching, Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help but give He Jingjing a big slap.
After the noise, Zhou Yuanyuan shook her right hand, looked at He Jingjing with disdain and said, "You're so shameless! My hand is numb."
"You, you...what gives you the right to hit me?" He Jingjing covered the half of her face that was hit, crying in anger. Crazy! Zhou Yuanyuan was a lunatic. She didn't even say a word before hitting someone. If Zhou Yuanyuan knew what He Jingjing was thinking at this moment, she would probably despise her even more. I hit you, so I hit you, and I even had to notify you?
"Why? Because you're talking nonsense!" Zhou Yuanyuan rolled her eyes at He Jingjing.
"What nonsense was I talking about? I was telling the truth. Cao Yunfei is dead, how long can Cao Yizhi live?" He Jingjing was almost irritated to death by Zhou Yuanyuan's rolling eyes. She blurted out what she was thinking in a fit of anger.
Another crisp "slap" sound caught the attention of many people in the bar. Two slaps in a row was quite surprising.
"Can you speak? You deserve a beating!" Cao Zhizhi endured it when He Jingjing pointed at his nose and called him a short-lived ghost. But when He Jingjing said that Cao Yunfei was dead, Cao Zhizhi couldn't help it no matter how good his temper was. As the first grandson of the Cao family, Cao Yunfei was Cao Zhizhi's Achilles' heel, and no one could say anything about it.
"Looking for death!" A cold light flashed in He Jingjing's eyes. After being slapped twice in a row, He Jingjing remembered that she was now a cultivator, not an ordinary person. Although she was only at the second level of Qi training, she was also a "half-step immortal", wasn't she?
Humph! Go to hell! He Jingjing's hands quickly made a "Fire Technique", wanting to show Cao Yizhi how powerful she was.
When He Jingjing's fingers moved slightly, Zhou Yuanyuan had already noticed it. Seeing a flame the size of a soybean appear in He Jingjing's hand, Zhou Yuanyuan hurriedly stood up and took two steps into the aisle, just blocking He Jingjing and Cao Yizhi.
When the flame in He Jingjing's hand flew out, it did not fly to Cao Yizhi, whom she had intended, but flew into Zhou Yuanyuan's hand instead.
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