After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

"No, no, no, I... I don't mean I don't want to, it's... it's that I don't want Young Master Qin to waste any more money." She was really at her wit's end, so she even said such nonsense.

The more upscale the club, the more it squanders money.

The more customers spend, the higher their commission will be.

But now, she really can't take it anymore.

"I'm short of money?" Qin Pinsen's face fell.

The princesses panicked.

We were trying to figure out a way to smooth things over.

Qin Pinsen said to one of his underlings, "Bring out another bunch."

"Yes, Brother Sen."

The younger brother quickly went to the sofa in the corner and opened a suitcase.

The suitcase was full of hundred-yuan bills in cash.

Qin Pinsen got drunk last night and had his underlings fetch it.

After he got the money, he casually ate a few bundles, broke them up, and scattered them in the private room. He then made the hostesses crawl on the ground like dogs and pick up the money with their mouths. No matter how much they picked up, it was all theirs.

There were many similar cases of playing games with cash later on.

The gameplay was quite insulting, but the princesses enjoyed it.

There's still about half a wad of cash left in the suitcase, estimated to be around 400,000 to 500,000 yuan.

Qin Pinsen took the stacks of cash from his underling and weighed them down with several bottles of foreign liquor.

"One stack is ten thousand yuan," Qin Pinsen leaned back on the sofa, tilting his head back and slowly exhaling smoke. "After you finish one bottle, you can take the money underneath. Want to drink it?"

"Young Master Qin... I'll drink." One of the princesses beside him gritted her teeth and picked up the wine.

Blow directly into the bottle.

The other princesses were not to be outdone and also made their moves.

Qin Pinsen smoked a cigarette and looked at the dozen or so young and beautiful women in front of him with a cold smile. They were all trying their best to get drunk in order to get money.

Those who can serve as companions in such occasions not only need to have excellent physical appearance, but also need to provide sufficient emotional value to the guests, be able to put aside their dignity and go all out, and be able to drink a lot.

However, because he had already drunk too much and stayed up all night, he was in the middle of the night.

They're nearing their limit.

As they were drinking, two of them were almost finished when they couldn't help but bend over and vomit it all up.

"That won't do..." Qin Pinsen narrowed his eyes.

Without a second thought, the two princesses immediately lay down on the ground and licked up the wine they had vomited.

"Hahaha...hahahaha!" Qin Pinsen clapped his hands and laughed, "Good! Very good!"

Overjoyed, he casually grabbed a few stacks of paper money and tossed them next to the two princesses, saying, "Here's some extra reward money for you!"

"Thank you, Young Master Qin!" The two were extremely excited.

Seeing this, the other princesses immediately imitated them, spitting their wine on the ground and collapsing to the ground.

Qin Pinsen then continued to throw money around.

"Brother Sen..." one of the henchmen couldn't stand it anymore, "Isn't this enough? We brothers are all a bit tired..."

Qin Pinsen stared at him and asked, "Do you think I'm useless?"

"Huh?" The younger brother was stunned.

"I'm asking you, am I useless? Am I unambitious? Am I a good-for-nothing?"

"Brother Sen, what... what's wrong with you?"

"Answer me!" Qin Pinsen's expression suddenly turned ferocious as he looked at his other henchmen. "Am I a piece of trash?!"

Without a doubt, Qin Pinsen was really drunk.

These underlings had followed him for five years in Canada and had never seen him so out of control.

Yesterday afternoon, when I was summoned by him with a phone call and accompanied him for drinks, I could tell that something was wrong with him.

It's likely that the unexpected incident at yesterday's wedding left him in a bad mood.

I didn't ask any more questions.

During this time, Qin Group executives and Qin Xiaoxiao called them to inquire about Qin Pinsen's whereabouts, and they all helped Qin Pinsen keep it a secret.

It now seems that Qin Pinsen's situation is more than just a simple bad mood.

"Brother Sen, how could you be so useless!"

The underlings immediately calmed him down.

"That's right. Back then, you led us brothers to start a business in Canada. You not only built a large company, but also expanded the Qin family's business there. That's something not just anyone can do!"

"That's right, that's right! Brother Sen's abilities are beyond doubt, and he will take over the entire family in the future. If even you, Brother Sen, are considered useless and unambitious, then what kind of... good-for-nothing are you? Then none of us need to live in this world!"

As Qin Pinsen listened to these words, his mind was filled with He Yachong's voice calling him a good-for-nothing.

He picked up the remaining half-bottle of Romanée-Conti, tilted his head back, and poured it into his mouth.

He smashed the bottle open; the edges were sharp and pointed.

His lip was cut open, and he drank the blood mixed with the wine.

Seeing him like this, his underlings didn't dare to stop him and could only keep trying to persuade him.

After finishing his drink, he smashed the bottle on the ground, staggered to his feet, and yelled at the princesses who were still licking their wine, "You...you answer me, am I a piece of trash?! Huh?"

The princesses, of course, dared not speak out of turn and tried their best to appease the situation.

They all praised him to the skies, saying he was the best person in the world.

Qin Pinsen laughed loudly, a laugh that sent chills down everyone's spines.

Just when everyone was at a loss.

The door to the private room was pushed open.

Everyone looked towards the doorway.

The woman who walked in was a young woman wearing boots, leather pants, and a motorcycle jacket.

He was also wearing a motorcycle helmet.

"Who are you?" one of the henchmen asked.

The other person slowly removed their helmet, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

"Oh, it's Xiaoxiao!"

The henchmen immediately greeted him with smiles.

Qin Xiaoxiao glanced at the chaotic scene in the private room, her expression growing increasingly grim.

The air was thick with smoke, a nauseating mixture of various alcoholic beverages, perfumes, and tobacco.

"Get out!" she yelled at the princesses.

The henchmen quickly gave the princesses meaningful glances, and the princesses picked up their bags, lowered their heads, and hurriedly left.

Qin Pinsen sat back on the sofa, completely ignoring Qin Xiaoxiao's presence.

"Xiaoxiao, what brings you here?" The underlings walked up to Qin Xiaoxiao with smiles.

"Don't be angry... Brother Sen didn't do anything else, he just came to relax."

"Yes, he was in a bad mood and had a few drinks..."

The group started talking all at once.

Qin Xiaoxiao ignored her and walked straight up to Qin Pinsen. "Brother, it's time to go home."

Qin Pinsen was disheveled, his hair unkempt, his beard unkempt, his eyes half-closed, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth. "I'm not going back..."

Qin Xiaoxiao said, "Something has come up at home, you have to go back."

"I said I'm not going back!" Qin Pinsen said angrily.

Qin Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, suppressing the nausea, and leaned close to his ear, "Dad's in the ICU, and Mom's in the hospital too. The family needs you to take charge."

Qin Pinsen was shocked. "What! Dad, he..."

"Let's go quickly!" Qin Xiaoxiao reached out to help him.

Qin Pinsen stood up, but paused for two seconds before suddenly sitting down again.

"Brother, you..." Qin Xiaoxiao was stunned.

Qin Pinsen lit another cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a cloud of smoke, saying, "I'm not a doctor, it wouldn't do me any good... I'm useless, haha..."