A life of success begins with being a landlord.

The pretty boy's three companions all laughed heartily.

I suppressed my anger, clasped my hands in greeting, and asked, "May I ask who you gentlemen are? And how should I address you?"

The pretty boy jumped up, pointing his finger at my nose: "Who I am is none of your business. If you've got the guts, try touching me!"

The security guards at Jin Sangzi were all standing outside the door, looking at me anxiously.

Clearly, everyone was burning with anger and trying to control themselves.

Not every security guard is a coward; some are passionate.

I really wanted to give the order to beat those bastards to a pulp and then walk away.

This godforsaken place, I'm done playing here, I'm going home to farm!

But... there's Sister Li, struggling in this mortal world, I can't abandon her!

Thinking of this, I could only hold back, give the security guards at the door a look, and shake my head.

Everyone understood and remained silent.

I took a step back and smiled faintly at the young man, "Brother, what do you suggest we do about this? Can we let these clueless waiters off the hook?"

"What should I do? That's easy!"

The pretty boy grinned maliciously and pointed to several bottles of 60-proof vodka on the table: "One bottle each, let them finish them, and this matter will be over."

I looked at Shen Yuerong and the others who were swaying and unsteady on their feet. Wasn't it ridiculous to give each of them a bottle of vodka?

They've already been given too much; if they drink another bottle, they'll die.

Another young master sneered, "We just offered them drinks, but they refused. That's called 'refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!'"

I paused for a moment, then said, "Brothers, may I drink this wine?"

"You're going to drink it? Fine, you said that!"

The pretty boy got excited and opened four bottles of vodka in quick succession: "One bottle for each of them, four bottles in total. If you drink all four bottles, I'll consider you someone important, and I won't pursue this matter any further!"

Shen Yuerong and the others in the private room were all taken aback upon hearing this.

The security guards outside the door also looked angry.

Four bottles of wine could get me drunk to death.

But coincidentally, I just increased my alcohol tolerance three days ago, four bottles of wine, so it shouldn't be a problem!

"Alright, thank you for your kind offer, brother. I'll drink this wine."

I nodded, picked up a bottle of wine, and drank it down mouth-to-mouth.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The pretty boy clapped his hands and handed me another bottle.

Thank you.

I took the second bottle and drank it all again.

"Holy crap, are you even capable? You're really going to drink it?"

The pretty boy seemed somewhat impressed with me, or perhaps afraid I'd drink myself to death on the spot, and frowned, saying, "If you can't handle it, don't force yourself. I didn't tell you to drink."

I smiled and raised the third bottle.

Shen Yuerong cried and tugged at my arm: "Brother Zu, don't drink anymore, I'll drink this one!"

I held Shen Yuerong down with one hand and held up the bottle with the other, downing the third bottle as well.

The private room was completely silent.

Only a few waiters and Shen Yuerong were quietly sobbing.

I reached out and took the fourth bottle of vodka.

"Brother, stop drinking. You downed three bottles in one go, you're a real hero." The pretty boy waved his hand and shook his head, saying, "That's enough for today, I won't hold it against you."

"No, we agreed on four bottles, and it will definitely be four bottles."

I smiled faintly and slowly finished the fourth bottle.

Strong liquor burns like fire when it enters the stomach.

But strangely enough, I only felt nauseous in my stomach, and I wasn't drunk at all.

I drank four catties of liquor, but it didn't make me drunk.

The secret recipe my second uncle gave me is indeed effective, but I don't know... how much of an impact it will have on my health.

The pretty boy and his three companions were all stunned.

"Hey bro, are you really a heavy drinker, or are you just putting on a brave face?" The pretty boy patted my shoulder. "Go to the hospital, get an enema and a stomach pump. Don't risk your life by drinking."

"I have to drink it, even if it costs me my life; it's my duty."

I shook my head: "If I drink myself to death, then that's my fate."

"Fine, fine, you've got guts."

The gigolo instructed his partner, "Go pay the bill. All expenses and losses today are on us. Don't try to take advantage of them!"

His companion nodded, got up, and walked towards the door.

"etc."

I reached out and stopped the man, looking at the pretty boy: "Brother, today's expenses and losses are all on me, you don't need to spend a penny."

Dao Zai Xiong is rich, so he really doesn't care about this loss.

The pretty boy frowned and asked coldly, "Brother, it's free, what do you want?"

I smiled and pointed at Shen Yuerong and the others: "You hit my sister, you need to give her an explanation and appease her."

Another burly man jumped up, cursing, "You bastard, what kind of explanation do you want?"

boom!

I bumped him with my shoulder, and the big man fell back onto the sofa with a thud, clutching his chest and curling up in pain.

Generally speaking, those who follow Gao Yanei and are the first to take action are his lackeys.

I wouldn't dare hit Gao Yanei, but hitting a lackey should be no problem.

The pretty boy was taken aback, glaring at me: "You dare to lay a hand on me?"

"I wouldn't dare!"

I yelled at the security guard outside, "Bring four more bottles of wine, it's on me!"

The security guards responded immediately and brought four more bottles of vodka.

I opened four bottles of liquor and pointed at the young man: "Big brother, I drank four bottles by myself. You guys each drink one as an apology to my sisters. It's not too much to ask, is it? This is on me!"

The pretty boy gritted his teeth: "What if I don't drink it?"

"It's fine if you don't want to drink, but even just nodding and apologizing would be giving me face."

I remained expressionless and said calmly, "Big brother cares about face, and so do I. If you just leave like this, I'll lose face, I won't be able to command respect in the future, and I'll lose my job."

"leave!"

The pretty boy gritted his teeth, poured himself a small glass of wine, raised it, and said to Shen Yuerong and the others, "Ladies, it was our brothers' fault today. I'll drink this as an apology. Please don't take offense."

After saying that, the pretty boy drank the wine in his glass, held the glass upside down, and showed it to me.

I took a step back and pointed to the door: "Please!"

The pretty boy waved his hand, and a wine glass smashed at my feet: "Let's go!"

No sooner said than done.

In a flash of inspiration, I lifted my right foot, caught the wine glass with the instep, and then kicked it upwards.

Of course, this is also a reaction developed from practicing kicking flying stones since childhood.

The wine glass rose into the air, only to be caught by me.

The pretty boy was stunned, his mouth agape, speechless for a long time.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Outside the door, my security guards applauded and cheered for me.

I put down my wine glass and laughed, "I've already suffered enough losses today. These crystal wine glasses cost 150 each; I really can't afford to lose that much."

"Impressive skills, a true hero!"

The young man suddenly burst into laughter, leading his accomplices out of the private room: "I accept today's expenses and losses. The bill's on you!"

Since you insist on paying, I won't stand on ceremony. I instructed Qian Yuhuai, "Old Qian, settle the bill for them. The brothers aren't short of money."

Qian Yuhuai nodded and paid the bill for the young man.

The damage to the private room was calculated to be 15,000 yuan.

Old Qian was too timid to calculate more.

The pretty boy threw down 50,000 yuan, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, I was wrong today. Use the rest of the money to treat your sisters to a meal and calm your nerves."

I clasped my hands in thanks and said, "Thank you, brother."

"Your name is..."

"Wang Yaozu".

"Okay, I'll remember that. I'll treat you to drinks another day." The pretty boy waved his hand, then led his three accomplices away, laughing loudly.

All the employees of Jin Sangzi, including the security supervisor and the head waiter, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Zu!"

Shen Yuerong hugged me, crying, "Brother Zu, you drank so much! You could die! We need to get to the hospital quickly, or it might be too late!"

The three waiters surrounded me, sobbing, "Brother Zu, please go to the hospital. If you... die, we'll feel guilty for the rest of our lives..."

Even amidst the hustle and bustle of life, there are people with genuine feelings.

I know that Shen Yuerong and the three supervisors' tears were real.

I'll stand up for them today, even if it costs me my life. Humans aren't plants or trees; how can they be without feelings?

"Sister Rong, don't cry, I'm not dead yet."

I laughed and waved my hand, saying, "I don't need to go to the hospital, I can just go to the bathroom to pee."

After saying that, I turned and walked towards the bathroom.

"Brother Zu, let me help you..." Shen Yuerong chased after him.

I said I need to pee, will you help me?

How... can I help?

I shook my head and smiled, then quickly walked into the bathroom, and then... splash splash splash, I turned on the tap.

It's a real tap; I'm going to fill my stomach with water.

Shen Yuerong followed in, but couldn't help; she just stood aside and watched with concern.

I gulped down a bellyful of water, then waved my hand, pushed Shen Yuerong away, leaned my head into the pool, put two fingers into my mouth, and pressed them against my throat.

A wave of nausea washed over me, and I vomited thoroughly.

I have four pounds of wine in my stomach, and I have to throw some of it up.

I vomited three times in a row, and the bloating was relieved a lot.

"Brother Zu, today... I've dragged you into this."

Shen Yuerong was still crying, and she took a tissue to wipe my face.

"Are you stupid? What business is it of yours if you run into a scoundrel like this?"

I shook my head and comforted Shen Yuerong, "Dao Zixiong asked me to watch the place, that's my job. Otherwise, wouldn't I be getting tens of thousands of yuan a month for nothing?"

Shen Yuerong wiped away her tears, her voice tinged with a smile: "Brother Zu is a real man. No wonder Brother Xiong invited you. If it weren't for you today, I don't know what would have happened."

"Stop talking like that, you're being so long-winded."

I pulled Shen Yuerong out of the restroom and called to the other three staff members, "Quickly check your wounds and change your clothes. Those who need to go to the hospital, go to the hospital."

All three waiters shook their heads: "We only have minor injuries, we don't need to go to the hospital."

I didn't press the issue and said to Qian Yuhuai, "Of the 50,000 yuan compensation, 15,000 yuan is for the private room, and the rest is 8,000 yuan each for Shen Yurong and the other three. We'll keep the remaining 3,000 yuan for everyone to have a late-night snack."

Qian Yuhuai was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "Let Xiong Ge handle this money. I don't dare to make the decision."

Damn it, I don't even have the right to handle the money I asked for?

If I hadn't stood up for them today, they wouldn't have received the 50,000 yuan in damages, nor would they have paid a single penny for any of their expenses!

As they were talking, Daozai Xiong hurriedly walked in with Tiger and two young men.

"Hey bro, are you alright?"

As soon as Daozai Xiong came in, he showed concern for me, which was quite nice.

"Brother Xiong, I'm fine." I shook my head. "Those guys are gone, but they compensated for the damages."

"They even compensated for the losses? How much did they compensate?" Dao Zixiong was very surprised.

"The private room lost 15,000 yuan."

I acted first and reported later: "As for the medical expenses for Shen Yuerong and the others who were beaten, it amounted to thirty to fifty thousand, and I have already paid it to Shen Yuerong and the others."

I said I'd already sent it out, and Daozai Xiong should at least give me some face, he wouldn't ask for it back, would he?