บท 9: Chapter 9 Are You Really a Dog
Upon arriving, Su Nanzhi got off and looked at the bustling business district in the heart of Beijing, then proceeded down the main street, luggage in tow. She was even approached by two young girls in JK uniforms who mistook her for a young man.
Su Nanzhi: "..."
She deployed the neat trick she had learned from her lousy neighbor, beaming brilliantly, "You're really cute, but I'm a girl too."
Then the girls grew even more enthusiastic, "Ah, so you're the cool type, my goodness!"
It turned out that cool girls were more popular than guys these days.
Su Nanzhi learned something new.
After that, she declined their request to swap WeChat contacts.
Her destination was still a bar.
The bar this time was lively, its bustling sounds even noticeable from afar.
It wasn't convenient for Su Nanzhi to drag her suitcase inside, so after thinking it over, she took out the Peach Wood Sword from inside it, placed it on top of the suitcase, and pulled the case to a discreet corner.
"Remember to keep an eye on our stuff. If it gets lost, I'm burning you as firewood."
She was speaking to the Peach Wood Sword.
Peach Wood Sword: "???"
It might not be human, but you're definitely a dog.
Su Nanzhi entered the bar, which generally did not admit minors. However, her height was nearly 1.7 meters, and with her short hair and neutral-style outfit, she easily passed for an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy.
This barely grown yet handsome type was quite favored in the bar scene.
Su Nanzhi avoided the busiest dance floor and seating area and proceeded down the corridor toward an inner staircase.
The second floor was still part of the bar, only filled with private rooms. If one wished, they could even invite attractive girls or boys to join them.
Just as Su Nanzhi reached the top, she overheard a conversation from a room with an ajar door.
"Ten thousand, how about you sleep with me for one night?" a young man's voice proposed.
"Hm? No thanks," replied another young man's voice, which was quite melodious.
Su Nanzhi: "..."
She instantly halted in her tracks as soon as she heard such suggestive talk.
"Twenty thousand, it's just for one night. That's what you're in this business for, isn't it? Don't be so coy, I can afford it."
"Deal."
Just as those words were spoken, Su Nanzhi was about to walk nonchalantly past the open door where the "business" was being discussed.
She paused for a moment, then entered the room next door.
Thus, she didn't hear the follow-up, "Can your hotel not be so outrageous? Even that so-called Supreme Presidential Suite, can't I book it without pulling strings? What kind of relationship do we have that I still need to book half a month in advance?"
Su Nanzhi hadn't made a mistake.
However, her arrival in the booth slightly startled everyone; they all stopped what they were doing and turned to look at her.
Su Nanzhi's gaze fixed on the man surrounded by two beauties, wearing a Daoist robe.
She tilted her head, "Is it you?"
Her words were as calm as water, even slightly absolute in their chill.
The group assumed she had mistaken the person; a man in a white suit sized her up from head to toe and clicked his tongue, "Miss, are you sure you aren't mistaken?"
Su Nanzhi gave him another look and then shook her head decisively, "I'm not mistaken, the one causing a ruckus at the Yaro Road bar, isn't that you guys?"
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