Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1172: Someone That Picky

If anyone patronized this shop, the owner should be pleased, but the restaurant is right by the roadside. He knows who can do business. Even if the busy people outside get up, they will only gather in threes and fives to have a few drinks. They are more likely to save the money they worked hard for, find some fun, and eat something that's the same staple as before. We can't say what wine we should pour first?

But it is also kind. Looking at those wobbling wine bottles on the table, the owner didn't start hurrying anyone. Instead, he tried to push Mr. Ye's shoulder. Before he could speak, he saw Mr. Ye suddenly look up and stare into his eyes, saying, "Have a drink."

The owner was stunned for a moment and did not answer.

This isn't to say I haven't encountered freeloaders before; I've just never seen someone as picky as the big guy.

Come on, since there's no need for face, there's no need to save face for him. The owner reached out and pointed to some bottles on the table. After doing some simple math, he put his hand out and asked, "120, handsome, it's not easy to go out, even if you're 100."

He didn't touch his pocket at all. Mr. Ye knew there wouldn't be money in his pocket. He rubbed his temples and stood up under the wary eyes of the owner. He walked to the front desk and dialed a number. After two sentences, he returned. In front of the owner, he opened the fridge, took out a few bottles of white wine, and urged the owner to stop the losses, saying someone would send the money in 40 minutes. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Forty minutes?"

Good temper isn't a real fool. It's not uncommon to open a restaurant on the roadside. There are plenty of excellent wanderers. But this was the first time I've seen such a shameless guy. My boss took out his method and lit it in front of Mr. Ye, putting it in front of him. He loudly said, "Forty minutes, if no one sends the money to you after 40 minutes, I'll report you and send you to the police station!"

While others were stunned, Mr. Ye unhesitatingly took a swig of the bottle on the table, which made him more sober. He stood at the table, looking at Qin Chaoyu's long-unseen face. He smiled and walked toward the Ferrari on the road.

Similarly, Qin Chaoyu took a business card out of his pocket, placed it in front of the owner, and chased after Mr. Ye.

Seeing the bright red Ferrari 488 disappear amid the engine's roar, the owner slapped himself twice, rebuking himself for not making a profit. Meanwhile, he spread his hands, looked at the business card, and his face creased a bit. He glanced at it and nearly fainted. Although the card said Qin's company, the contact was not Qin Chaoyu at all! It was her assistant!

Now, this was my only chance in life to chat with a Jianghai celebrity, and I missed it myself!

He seemed unable to quell his hatred. Under everyone's gaze, the owner, ignoring the unusual looks from surrounding guests, gave himself a fierce slap.

After all, Mr. Ye was still asleep in the car. He was forced by a group of elders to draw the inner Spiritual Energy. The deaths of two older people and Pei's schemes reverberated in his mind all night. Early in the morning, grandpa kicked him out of the house. Just as he woke up, he plunged into the emotions of someone leaving home. The whale was filled with alcohol like water. Even as Mr. Ye, he could not endure the torment of spirit and body combined.

Realizing Mr. Ye's appearance, Qin Chaoyu slowed down. Listening to Mr. Ye's steady breathing, she disliked the car filled with the smell of alcohol very much. She wasn't uncomfortable. If possible, she wished to work slowly with Mr. Ye until the end of the year.

The quiet conference room was almost empty. Due to the protagonist's sudden departure, this critically important meeting had to be forced to stop. Secretary Liu, on the side, organized the meeting files and notes on the table, just about to leave, when a woman sitting on the side called out:

"Mr. Liu, who is Miss Qin looking for?"

Secretary Liu was happy for his boss, turned around, and smiled, "That's our boss's sweetheart."

"Mr. Luo, we just started cooperating. In the future, this kind of thing will happen often. Please handle it."

Luo Ann, a bright woman, heard this and asked softly, "Hasn't Miss Qin always been single? I haven't seen her with a boyfriend for two months. How could she suddenly have a new love now?"

He didn't answer either. Secretary Liu just smiled, shook his head, indicating he couldn't answer this question, then waved goodbye to Luo Ann in the conference room.

Playing the role of the beautiful Dai Mei, Luo Ann slightly frowned but said nothing, only the faint sorrow in her eyes revealing her mood.

She squinted, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows at Jianghai City. For a moment, their intentions were intense.

From Liuzhou, she only knew Jianghai's socialite as Qiu Yun. She didn't expect Qiu Juan had disappeared. Although Qiushi's name still hung in such a big family, in fact, everyone became Xu Haishan. When she felt confused about all this, she began learning about Qin.

Getting along with Qin Chaoyu for two months, she felt the women of the Qin Family suited her taste very much. Inevitably, she had some thoughts in her mind.

Ordinary people didn't know this tall woman with beautiful black eyebrows and peach-blossom eyes was naturally fond of women. If it weren't for people who had intimate contact with her, Qin Chaoyu, who had been with her for two months, wouldn't have believed it.

"Mr. Ye, are you awake?"

The speeding Ferrari 488 finally stopped in front of a private upscale villa. Qin Chaoyu had been watching Mr. Ye's face, noticing his eyes moved a bit. She quickly averted her gaze and asked, "Are we going to Jiangshan or my place?"

With a splitting headache, Ye Fengsheng shook his head: "Somewhere nearby."

Qin Chaoyu smiled slightly, opened the door swiftly, and helped Mr. Ye towards the house.

Mr. Ye was muddled, just wanting to drink himself into a stupor, not knowing the villa was initially bought by Qin Chaoyu to be used as a wedding house. Since the decoration was finished, no one had been inside. Now he had entered, naturally with Qin Chaoyu's deliberate intention.

The soft mattress and warm quilt were laid out in front of him, but Mr. Ye didn't have the chance to touch them. Exhausted, Qin Chaoyu was unwilling to let go, but Mr. Ye, who was unconscious, dragged him to the ground. He pressed Mr. Ye's arm against the back of his neck, resting it on a pillow. Usually sensible, Qin Chaoyu didn't want to get up now.

With a tacit understanding, Ye Fengsheng looked back at her, raising his brows: "Awake?"

The deer in his heart seemed about to jump out of his chest. Qin Chaoyu heard this and stiffened. After a long time, he opened his eyes, tentatively replying, "Mr. Ye."

Ye Fengsheng said: "Thank you for today, sorry for the trouble."

Qin Chaoyu quickly shook his head: "Mr. Ye is polite. There's no need for us to discuss this."

"Between us?"

Zheng Zheng, Mr. Ye smiled and shook his head, muttering to himself, "It seems there really is no need."

Looking at Mr. Ye's beautiful face, Qin Chaoyu felt a little lost, but quickly smiled in response: "Mr. Ye will come back; many things..."

When this sentence abruptly stopped, Qin Chaoyu suddenly realized there was nothing to talk about with Mr. Ye. Discuss love? I think Mr. Ye wouldn't agree! Talk about my difficulties? That's telling Mr. Ye he couldn't do his job well, losing his impression!

Why did he come and then go back?

Kidding! It won't die! Even a fool can see Mr. Ye isn't in a good mood today. The Qiu Yun he left with is not by his side, so his mood must be related to him returning to Jianghai City. Mentioning it at this moment is an inability to 'understand the times.'