"No money?"

Qin Luo sneered.

He slowly pulled a black card out of his pocket and played with it between his fingers.

Under the light, the black card has a low-key luster.

"This card can buy ten of your so-called 'premium membership areas'. Is that enough?"

There was silence in the box for a moment.

The ladies looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

Jiang Zhe's expression also turned a little ugly, staring at the black card in Qin Luo's hand.

He knew what the black card meant - it was an unlimited credit card that only the richest people could own.

Although Jiang Zhe's family is well-off, he is just a small-time rich second-generation and is far from being qualified to own such a black card.

"Pretentious!"

Jiang Zhe snorted coldly and pretended to be calm.

"Who knows if your card is real or fake? There are fake cards everywhere now."

Qin Luo smiled contemptuously and threw the black card on the table.

"You can try and see if you can blow it up."

He paused and glanced at Jiang Zhe sharply.

"However, I advise you to think carefully about the consequences."

Jiang Zhe looked at the black card on the table and hesitated.

Although he is a playboy, he is not completely stupid.

What if this card is real, wouldn’t he be slapped in the face today?

"Master Jiang, don't be intimidated by him!"

A hot lady leaned against Jiang Zhe and said in a delicate voice.

"He must be bluffing. How can such a poor boy have so much money?"

After her persuasion, Jiang Zhe felt more confident.

He hugged the young lady and looked at Qin Luo provocatively.

"You're right. You're just a gigolo. What qualifications do you have to act so arrogantly here?"

Qin Luo ignored Jiang Zhe's provocation and turned to the lady who had persuaded him to leave before.

"You just said that I can't have fun because I'm pretending to be serious in a suit?"

The young lady felt a little frightened by Qin Luo's gaze, and subconsciously took a step back and hid behind Jiang Zhe.

"Why, you don't dare to speak now?"

Qin Luo's tone was full of teasing.

"Today I will show you whether I can 'play' or not."

As he spoke, he walked straight to the table, picked up an unopened bottle of XO, and skillfully opened the cork.

Then, in front of everyone's shocked gazes, he poured the entire bottle of wine on Jiang Zhe's head.

"Mr. Jiang, how does this wine taste?"

“I hope you can remember this feeling.”

XO flowed down Jiang Zhe's greasy hair and soaked his expensive custom-made suit.

The rich aroma of wine mixed with the pungent smell of Jiang Zhe's cologne, forming a strange mixed smell.

Everyone in the box was stunned by Qin Luo's sudden action.

Jiang Zhe was completely stunned.

He wiped the wine off his face before realizing what Qin Luo had just done to him.

"You...you dare..."

"What am I afraid of?"

Qin Luo smiled contemptuously and threw the empty wine bottle on the table, making a crisp sound that was particularly harsh in the silent box.

"Young Master Jiang, didn't you say I couldn't play? Now, how do you think I played?"

Jiang Zhe gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his nails almost dug into his flesh. He stood up suddenly and wanted to hit Qin Luo, but Qin Luo grabbed his wrist and threw him back fiercely.

"Want to fight? You're not qualified enough."

Jiang Zhe fell on the sofa in embarrassment.

Several hostesses were so frightened that they turned pale and hid in the corner, fearing that they would be implicated.

Qin Luo glanced at them slowly, his tone grim.

"I advise you to leave now while you still have a chance. What happened today is none of your business."

The ladies were stunned when they heard this and looked at each other.

I don’t know if they were shocked by Qin Luo’s aura or sensed the potential danger, but no one stood up at this time.

The air froze for a moment.

Finally, a young lady in a tight red skirt stood up timidly.

She picked up her bag, carefully walked around Qin Luo and Jiang Zhe who were on the verge of a fight, and walked quickly towards the door with her head down.

With the first one taking the lead, the other ladies also reacted and rushed out as if they were fleeing.

Jiang Zhe was furious as he watched Yingying and Yanyan fleeing.

He yelled, "Stop right there! Whoever dares to step out of this door, I will make her disappear from this city!"

A few young ladies originally wanted to slip away during the chaos.

Now, after being yelled at by Jiang Zhe, he was so frightened that he dared not move.

Although they were afraid of Qin Luo, they were more afraid of Jiang Zhe's revenge.

Jiang Zhe has a huge influence in this area. If they offend him, their lives will be difficult in the future.

Several young ladies couldn't help but complain in their hearts.

What are these things!
I shouldn’t have taken this job if I had known!

Jiang Zhe felt proud when he saw that the ladies didn't dare to move.

He felt he was back in control.

Jiang Zhe got up from the sofa in a panic, tugged at his suit soaked in XO, and pointed at Qin Luo viciously.

"You fucking think you can scare me like that? Who the hell do you think you are?"

"My father is the president of Jianghai Group! If you try to touch me, I will make you pay for it!"

Qin Luo couldn't help but sneer when he heard Jiang Zhe bring up his father.

"Jianghai Group? Is it that great?"

Jiang Zhe was angered by Qin Luo's contemptuous attitude and became even more outspoken.

"You're just a useless gigolo! If you didn't rely on women, you'd be nothing!"

"Look at the cheap clothes you're wearing. You have the nerve to come out and embarrass yourself! And your women are all prostitutes, leftover sluts..."

When the ladies heard this, they immediately looked at Qin Luo's increasingly cold face, and couldn't help but secretly curse Jiang Zhe for being stupid.

This guy is so careless with his words. Isn't he looking for death?

They have been serving wine for many years, what kind of people have they not seen?
Qin Luo's aura shows that he is not a good person.

Jiang Zhe actually dared to insult him like this and even scolded his woman!
Does this guy think he’s not dying fast enough?
"Thrift store stuff? Leftover worn-out shoes?"

Qin Luo repeated Jiang Zhe's words, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Young Master Jiang, it seems that you are really drunk. You can't even tell the directions."

Qin Luo said as he slowly straightened his sleeves, his eyes contemptuously sweeping over Jiang Zhe from head to toe, finally stopping at his suit that was soaked by his XO.

"You have this 'high-end custom-made' outfit soaked in cheap alcohol, and you have the nerve to show off in front of me? If someone doesn't know you, they would think you crawled out of some garbage dump."

There was undisguised sarcasm in Qin Luo's tone.

"As for my woman..."

Qin Luo paused deliberately, his eyes sweeping over the young ladies who were shivering in the corner.

"Although they can't compare to you, Young Master Jiang, who have seen countless women, they are much cleaner than you."

"At least, they won't be like you, spewing shit and using foul language." (End of this chapter)

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