The Underground Emperor: Starting with Running Away with His Sister-in-Law

In the box.

Ding Xin stared speechlessly at the wine bottles on the coffee table.

This VIP box is very large.

How big is it?

There were three coffee tables, each 2.5 meters long and 80 centimeters wide.

And now.

These three tea tables weren't even big enough to hold all the wine Li Zhongjiu had stored...

Do we really need this much?

That kid Li Zhongjiu...

Just as Ding Xin was internally ranting and raving.

The nightclub manager standing next to him looked hesitant, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

After a fierce internal struggle.

The nightclub manager, as if finally making up his mind, said, "Brother, when Executive Director Li Zhongjiu was storing these bottles of liquor, he specifically left you a message..."

"What?"

Ding Xin was somewhat surprised.

"that is..."

The nightclub manager hesitated before he could finish speaking.

However, he didn't hesitate for long before telling the truth: "Executive Li Zhongjiu's exact words were: 'Drink up, drink more, drink yourself to death...'"

What the hell!

Why be so petty...?

Ding Xin rolled his eyes.

Actually, the whole thing was Ding Xin's fault.

Li Zhongjiu is a guy who really likes to drink.

It was still that kind of high-quality imported liquor.

Therefore, wherever Li Zhongjiu frequented, he would always prepare some good wine to keep there.

His office, his home, and even the restaurants he frequents...

By chance.

Ding Xin learned that Li Zhongjiu often came to this place to play.

That goes without saying.

Ding Xin immediately ordered the nightclub manager to retrieve all of Li Zhongjiu's stored liquor.

I must say, it tastes really good.

From then on, whenever Ding Xin came to this establishment, he only drank wine stored by Li Zhongjiu...

How could Li Zhongjiu possibly swallow this insult?

It's one thing if it happens once or twice.

Why do I always make him drink every last drop of the liquor?

halfway.

Li Zhongjiu even went to Ding Xin specifically to seek him out.

however.

It's completely useless!

What needed to be stored is still stored, and what needed to be drunk is still drunk.

Sometimes, Ding Xin also found it quite strange.

Do you want me to drink it or not?

Don't come to this place to play, and don't deposit money here...

But Li Zhongjiu seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It just keeps coming in and keeps storing...

He's already playing like this.

What could Ding Xin do? He could only politely decline...

but.

Ding Xin never expected that this big, burly guy would have such an arrogant side.

Think of this.

Ding Xin pointed to the bottles of wine in front of him and asked, "Is this all? How much did he save in total this time?"

That's pretty much it...

The nightclub manager honestly replied, "A total of one hundred cases..."

Ding Xin smiled.

But this time, he laughed in anger.

He realized that the nightclub manager at his establishment seemed a bit dim-witted...

"Do you think I can drink that much at once?"

"this..."

The nightclub manager finally understood the implication in Ding Xin's words and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

at the same time.

He also felt a little wronged.

He moved everything over, simply following Ding Xin's instructions precisely...

"Yo ho!"

"And they're actually complaining about it!"

Ding Xin raised an eyebrow.

Just as he was about to give this underling another good lesson...

There was a knock on the door of the private room...

Chapter 195 Different Expressions

Ding Qing finally arrived.

Of course, Park Sung-bae went along with him.

After entering the door.

Unsurprisingly, the two were immediately taken aback by the numerous wine bottles on the coffee table.

Ding Qing was thinking, "What's going on? Is tonight a life-or-death situation? It doesn't seem like it was in the plan..."

Park Sung-bae thought to himself, "Good grief, this is definitely a show of force..."

However, it was nothing.

Ding Xin glanced at their expressions and knew it must be a misunderstanding.

As for what the misunderstanding was...

It doesn’t matter anymore.

Now that everyone is here, there's no need to continue scolding the younger brother.

Ding Xin waved his hand.

Tell the nightclub manager to remove all the alcohol except for about twenty bottles.

He then stood up, smiling, and greeted, "Mayor Park, it's been a long time!"

"Aigoo, Executive Director Ding, you're too kind!"

Park Sung-bae seemed very enthusiastic.

He quickly took two steps forward, extending his right hand as he walked.

The two shook hands.

Afterwards, Ding Xin introduced Jin Charen and Han Do-kyung.

Regardless of whether they know each other or not.

Anyway, since we're here, let's just pretend this is our first meeting.