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The Young King zhenyinfang 48530K 2022-07-19

Interests are the best motivations. If a person has an interest in something, that person will take it seriously; if a person has an interest in someone, that person will take it seriously; if a person has an interest in something, that person will take it seriously as well. Unfortunately, this world was not everything. Everyone, everything could make someone interested, but not everyone could be interested in anything, everyone, everything. Therefore, many people have to deal with many things, people or things that they are not interested in.

The woman next to Zhang Han also smiled when she saw the two of them looking at her. Since she had already decided to set a path for herself, wouldn't it be disrespectful if she didn't play?

”Lan.” The woman blinked as she looked at Lan. ”Young Master Zhou is mine. Since you've already left, don't come back and bother us again, okay?”

Zhang Han froze, but his heart was as sweet as if he had eaten a peach.

The woman didn't give Lan'er a chance to speak. She continued to shed tears and whispered into her ear, ”Our relationship is very good right now. Please don't lower yourself to be a mistress.”

Lan'er had been full of ambition. She had been ready to tear her hair and scrape her face together with the woman in front of her, but she stopped herself in her tracks when she heard a slanderous remark. Could it be that he really could shamelessly pester Young Master Zhou? A one-night stand in a bar is just the product of a mutual desire. Who would be so stupid as to develop real love in such a rotten place like a bar? Thinking of this, Lan'er's heart gradually died.

Following that, Lan'er mumbled something to Zhou Xinmin before excusing herself and leaving.

Everyone continued playing for a while, but Zhang Jun still sat by himself and drank. During this period, many girls with thick makeup came to ask for wine, but they were all scared away by Zhang Jun's sharp dagger-like gaze.

”Looking at the time, it is already early in the morning. Zhang Fei, together with the other brothers, have returned to Zhang Jun's side.” It's already very late, let's go back. ” Zhang Jun said indifferently with a pair of eyes that had started to become clear after the alcohol was released.

”Little brother, it's a total of 3690 yuan. If you take out the parts, I'll charge you 3500 yuan. Do you want to swipe your card or pay in cash?” The bartender offered the price list in a gallant manner.

”Three thousand five hundred?” Zhang Jun was shocked. His fingers were frozen in place, with only ten pink bills in his wallet. Zhang Jun's face turned red as he looked down at the price list. Only then did he realize that it contained Zhang Fei and the others who were drinking Hennessy, Chivas, and Sharp Ice …

Zhang Jun felt a headache coming on. He glared hatefully at the crowd. His slender fingers moved across the long row of cards in his wallet. He randomly picked one and handed it to the bartender, ”Two wine orders and a tip of 5%. I like the wine you mix.” Zhang Jun pointed to the pretty girl who invited him to a drink even though he didn't know her surname.

”Aiyo, thank you …” The bartender, with a face full of smiles, carried the card to the girl, bent down and said a few words in a low voice, and then went to swipe the card. The girl looked over and lightly nodded with a face full of smiles.

However, he didn't expect the bartender to return after a while with the card in his hand. The smile on his face froze, ”Sorry, your card has been frozen.”

Commander Zhang frowned as he pulled out various cards from his wallet. The result was the same. They were all frozen!

The bartender's face darkened. ”Please pay in cash.”

Zhang Jun pressed his forehead, but the corners of his eyes continued to twitch.

Bar consumption is high, usually a glass of wine can be bought in the supermarket price a bottle. The bartender, of course, had seen too many shy customers and thought this was another one. The bartender gave the security guard in the black suit at the bar a regular look.

The girl saw him and quickly pulled the price list over, ”I'll pay.”

Zhang Jun frowned and grabbed the girl's wrist. His long and narrow eyes were filled with anger, ”Do we know each other?”

The girl didn't expect that Zhang Jun would stop her. She smiled drunkenly and pulled away from his arms, ”Now we know each other.”

The girl looked at Zhang Jun's face which had instantly turned sharp. His originally peach blossom face instantly turned into a snowy and cold plum blossom. He thought to himself, changing expressions really quickly.

The girl couldn't hold back her laughter anymore. Borrowing the alcohol from his hand, she patted Zhang Jun's face. However, her eyes glanced at the security guard in a black suit not far away. It obviously meant that if I didn't pay for you, you would be beaten up badly by the black-suited security guard who was standing over there.

Zhang Jun gritted his teeth and turned around to look at the bartender, ”I'll pay for the liquor, I'll work!” He pointed to the stage, ”Can I borrow the piano?”

The bartender did not stop him. Actually, the piano in the bar at night was like a decoration, too elegant for the atmosphere of the bar at night.

Zhang Jun turned around and grabbed the wine list. His long and narrow eyes coldly fell on the girl's face. His eyes were as clear as spring water. He warned in a low voice, ”Wait for me here!” With that, he leapt onto the stage, his long hair fluttering like a piece of dark silk in the mist created by his pure white cotton clothing.

Zhang Jun lifted the lid of the grand piano and sat on the piano stool.

Beautiful boys are always eye-catching, right? Zhang Jun sat down in front of the zither and attracted the attention of the guests. Especially the female guests.

The dazzling lights on the stage bloomed like blurry flowers. The girl squinted her eyes as she looked at the youth shrouded in light. Her heart throbbed faintly.

The beautiful youth seemed destined to stand in the middle of the light.

He just sat there with his eyes closed, his white robe shining brightly; his flawless facial features were elegant and beautiful, and his red lips were thin and pursed. He easily attracted the attention of everyone present.

Zhang Jun closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, he stretched out his slender fingers and pressed down on the keyboard. As if in understatement, a string of flowing notes flowed out from his fingertips like clear spring water, instantly washing away the debris in the bar and waking people's ears.

The bartender shrugged, ”Oh?” The Water of the Mirror. Playing this song in a bar at night, isn't he too classical? ”