A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

Upon hearing this, Li Qi knew he was in trouble.

So he made an excuse to go to the restroom and called Lin Fang.

"Sister Fang, I think I've been scammed by a bartender."

Lin Fang hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

So Li Qi recounted how he met Li Xiaoxue and the results of his earlier probing.

Lin Fang slapped her forehead: "I'm really impressed with you, but at least you managed to sneak in."

"Sister Fang, what should I do now?"

"Remember, don't drink alcohol. Don't drink anything she orders, and definitely don't pay the bill. Got it?"

"I understand. I don't have that much money to pay the bill. I just checked, and one Royal Salute drink costs me a month's salary. But what excuse can I use to refuse to drink?"

"Just say that there are a few days each month when drinking is not advisable."

"Is this feasible?"

"Then just make anything up."

……

After hanging up the phone, Li Qi returned to his booth.

Li Xiaoxue raised her glass and said, "Senior brother, come, let's toast to our destiny!"

Li Qi didn't pick up his wine glass, but instead picked up the teacup next to him and said, "I have mouth ulcers recently, so I can't drink alcohol. I'll use tea instead."

"Oh dear, a mouth ulcer? That's perfect, you can use alcohol to disinfect it. Alcohol kills germs, it works really well!"

Li Qi didn't expect her to say that, and opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond.

He subconsciously shifted his hips, trying to find a comfortable position to sit in.

Li Xiaoxue saw this action and immediately understood.

Li Xiaoxue thought to herself, "He clearly has hemorrhoids acting up, but he insists on saying it's a mouth ulcer. It seems this so-called senior brother is also a show-off. But that's fine, people who care about their image are also generous with money. Since that's the case, I'll let you keep pretending."

Having figured this out, Li Xiaoxue said, "Since Senior Brother has hemorrhoids...and mouth ulcers, he really can't drink alcohol. It's alright, you drink tea, and I'll drink alcohol."

After saying that, Li Xiaoxue seemed to have thought of something and said, "Senior brother, my roommate is back and wants to come over to hang out and meet you, her senior brother. Do you mind?"

Li Qi wanted to refuse, but couldn't find a reason. He nodded and forced a smile: "I don't mind, I don't mind."

Less than ten minutes later, three girls walked over, chatting and laughing.

They sat down in the booth, calling each other "senior brother" repeatedly.

At this moment, Li Qi was a little dazed. He began to doubt whether he had really misunderstood Li Xiaoxue. Maybe she really was just a warm and cheerful junior, or maybe these roommates really came because of her reputation.

To be sure, he decided to test the waters.

"What are your majors?"

The girl in red answered quickly, "I'm a journalism major!"

The girl with the high ponytail added, "I'm a Chinese literature major."

The beret-wearing man smiled and said, "Like Xiaoxue, I work in hotel management."

Li Qi nodded, picked up his teacup, took a sip, put it down, and then casually asked, "If you're a journalism major, you should have studied 'Newton's Introduction to Journalism' by now, right?"

The girl in red smiled and said, "I've learned my lesson. Today, let's not talk about studies, let's drink."

With that, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Qi had given up hope.

This is hardly the behavior of a student.

Anyone with even a little education knows he's making this up.

He also learned about "Newton's Introduction to Journalism," and if he asked any further questions, he was afraid the other person would even bring up "Pan Jinlian Mechanics."

Compared to Li Qi, the three people Su Fan found were much more carefree.

From the moment they entered the bar, the girls took the initiative and ordered a bunch of drinks.

The man did not drink alcohol, explaining that he felt unwell for a few days every month.

The woman knew the other party was talking nonsense, but she didn't mind. After all, the wine had already been opened, and whether she drank it or not, it would still cost money.

Bottles of wine were served one after another, and the atmosphere gradually improved.

When it was time to leave, the waiter came over with the bill.

Xiao Chen was leaning back on the sofa in the booth, scrolling through his phone listlessly.

The girl next to him had already drunk her way down to the cheeks.

The wine glasses in front of them were empty one after another, and the table was full of fruit platters, snacks, and so-called imported foreign wines with outrageous prices.

"Hello sir, this is your bill for tonight."

The waiter handed over the bill.

Xiao Chen looked up and glanced at the number on the bill: 18,800.

He smirked slightly, then put his phone in his pocket and shrugged, "Why are you giving it to me? I didn't drink it."

The waiter paused for a moment, then pointed to the bottles on the table: "Sir, these drinks are what your table ordered."

"Go find whoever ordered it. I've been sitting here all night without a drop of alcohol, and you want me to pay the bill? Are you kidding me?"

The girl next to him sobered up considerably immediately: "What do you mean? Didn't you say you'd buy me drinks?"

Xiao Chen glanced at her and said, "Did I say that? Show me the evidence. Besides, you ordered it, you drank it, why should I pay?"

Just as the argument started, Xiao Zhou and Da Liu, who were sitting in the next booth, also started their own attack.

"I didn't drink anything, why are you giving me this bill?"

"Whoever drinks it pays!"

Three people, three booths, and almost simultaneously, voices refusing to pay rang out.

Su Fan's instructions to them were simple: go inside, don't drink, refuse to pay, and light the fire.

The atmosphere in the bar changed instantly.

The waiter whispered something into the walkie-talkie.

Soon, several burly men in black suits came out from the back hall.

The leader was bald, with a thick gold chain around his neck, as thick as a dog leash.

"Bro, when you're out having fun, don't go looking for trouble."

Xiao Chen leaned back on the sofa, looking up at him with an unchanged expression: "I didn't mean to cause trouble. I just didn't drink and don't want to pay. Is that illegal?"

The bald man narrowed his eyes and reached out to grab Xiao Chen's collar.

Xiao Chen slapped his hand away, stood up, and raised his voice several octaves so that the entire hall could hear: "What? You want to hit me if you don't pay? This place is a rip-off!"

At this shout, the guests in the other booths in the lobby all turned their heads.

Some stood up to watch the spectacle, while others took out their phones to record videos.

The customers who were brought over by the bar girls were initially hesitant about whether to pay the bill, but seeing someone taking the lead in making a scene, they became bolder.

"Yeah, I barely drank any. Why should I pay over eight thousand?"

"I was invited here by someone I met online. We ordered two bottles of wine, which cost over 10,000 yuan. Isn't this a rip-off?"

……

Those who had paid out of politeness now joined in, shouting, "They're just bar girls, give us our money back!"

This is the so-called herd mentality. Those who know they have been deceived will choose to remain silent if they are alone.

But once someone steps forward, they will follow suit.

This is the effect Su Fan wanted.

Otherwise, he would have simply brought over more people.

The sounds rose and fell from every corner of the hall.

The bald man watched this scene, and the veins on his forehead throbbed twice.

He picked up the walkie-talkie, said something, and more people in black suits poured out of the back room.

They were holding baseball bats.

Just then, the police arrived.