Chapter 7: The Queenly Aura

If Zheng Qian hadn't reserved a booth or ordered the "Great Dragon" set, he would likely have been treated as an ordinary person. But things were different now.

"I’ve had a bit too much to drink, and my brain isn't quite working right. If I ask anything out of line, please don’t take it the wrong way," Zheng Qian said, feigning ignorance while knowing full well what he was doing.

"How could we, Young Master Zheng?"

"I’m going to the restroom," Zheng Qian said, rising to leave.

"I’ll go with you," Qin Xueli offered.

"I’m just going to empty my bladder. Why would you tag along? To help me undo my belt?"

"Hahaha, Lili, you’ve had too much to drink!"

"Exactly, she’s tipsy, haha."

Zheng Qian reached the restroom and splashed some cold water on his face. Looking at himself in the mirror, his face was flushed. He had lost badly at dice earlier and been forced to down quite a bit of alcohol; he was nearing his limit. Any more and he’d likely pass out, which would be far too embarrassing.

However, ninety-nine percent of things in this world can be solved with money. If he couldn't drink or play as well as them, he could just hire someone to do it for him.

He beckoned the sales representative over. "Brother, what can I do for you?"

"Do you have anyone here who can drink and is good at dice? If so, bring them to my booth to join us. I’ll order another 'Great Dragon' set."

The sales rep looked at Zheng Qian’s flushed face and was momentarily stunned. You couldn't even get one of the four girls drunk, and you need someone to help you drink? You’re certainly weak. But that was none of his business; as long as there was money to be made, it was fine.

"You got it, boss. I’ll arrange it immediately."

When Zheng Qian returned to the booth, the sales rep soon brought over a tall girl with arched brows, a delicate crescent-shaped face, and clear, sparkling eyes. She was wearing a fitted athletic outfit. Her attire was unconventional for this setting, yet on her, it carried a unique air of sophistication.

"Boss, this is Jin Lu, the team leader of our sales group."

The leader of the sales team—in other words, the star of the Red Rose Bar. Zheng Qian felt a pang of pity. With her looks, figure, and presence, if she were in a more respectable profession, there would be no shortage of people willing to throw money at her. Why would a girl like this choose to work in a bar? Though he had never been to one before, he had heard stories—how some sales staff would sell their souls just to get clients to open a few more bottles and boost their sales figures. The male sales rep had said she was a team leader; she must have some real skill to hold such a position in this den of debauchery. It was a true waste.

"Young Master Zheng, I’m Jin Lu. You can call me Shuangshuang," she said.

"Can you play dice?" Zheng Qian asked.

"Yes."

"Are you good at it?"

"I'm alright."

"Then come and play for me. Bring another 'Great Dragon' set. Charge it."

[88,888 yuan spent. System cashback of 888,880 yuan has been credited.]

The system’s cashback arrived on time. The music in the club stopped abruptly once again, and the fog from the dry ice was even thicker than before. The spotlight stayed fixed on Zheng Qian’s booth for a full half-minute. The sales rep couldn't hide his excitement; this was a huge order for the night! He even used the microphone to announce to the entire room: "Young Master Zheng at booth 65, another 'Great Dragon' set!"

He was certainly given the royal treatment.

Ai Qingyue, Xinxin, Angela, and Chen Feiyu looked at each other in bewilderment. Just how rich was Zheng Qian? In one night, he had ordered two 'Great Dragon' sets and one 'Small Dragon' set—that was over a hundred thousand yuan spent already. He couldn't even drink anymore, yet he ordered another set just to have a girl drink for him. Was this how one spent money, even if they were wealthy? They had called him "Young Master Zheng" out of courtesy before, but now, they really had to mean it. Who else but a rich second-generation heir could spend like this?

Qin Xueli was stunned. Two 'Great Dragon' sets and one 'Small Dragon' set—that was nearly two hundred thousand yuan. Was Zheng Qian planning to max out his credit cards and then jump off a building to escape the debt? No, nobody was that stupid. He must have actually won the lottery. And it must have been a substantial amount, at least several million, right?

Xinxin and Angela had already set their sights on Zheng Qian. With him ordering yet another set, they would now have to compete openly for his attention. Why hadn't they realized it earlier? If Zheng Qian hadn't had money, he wouldn't have dared to ask her out. If she had known, she wouldn't have invited the other three. Now, she had to fight for the man who was originally hers.

"Alright, since Young Master Zheng is showing me such support, let’s change the game to a gauntlet," Jin Lu said confidently, proposing a solo challenge. Her presence was imposing; facing the regulars of the booth, she didn't show a hint of stage fright. In this bar, she could turn any table she approached into her own home turf.

Zheng Qian noticed that Jin Lu’s favorability toward him was only 10 points, which surprised him. Given how much he had spent, being treated as a mere passerby was rare. Girls like Ai Qingyue, Xinxin, Angela, and Qin Xueli had all seen their favorability rise significantly after his displays of wealth. Perhaps in Jin Lu’s eyes, he was just an ordinary customer with a bit of cash. Coming over to drink with him was just her job; she had no other intentions.

"This young lady, you go first," Jin Lu said, gesturing to Qin Xueli on her right.

"I can't drink anymore, I'm not playing," Qin Xueli said, feeling a bit sullen and refusing.

Jin Lu didn't pay any attention to Qin Xueli. "Fine, then the next one."

Angela looked unconvinced. *Bring it on, who’s afraid of whom?* It wasn't just about looks; while dice required skill, luck played a huge part.

"Three of a kind, double the stakes."
"Six, six, four. Please drink."
"Five, five, three. My apologies."

After two rounds, Jin Lu hadn't lost a single time. Zheng Qian was genuinely surprised. She had said she was "alright" at dice—was this her idea of alright? She was incredibly skilled! Since he couldn't win and couldn't drink, hiring a proxy was the best strategy. Winning two rounds in a row felt great. Was this... the power of money? Looking at the others who had been forcing him to drink, seeing their frustrated expressions felt quite satisfying.

"Three, three, two. Eight points." Jin Lu rolled a low number for once. Everyone thought she was bound to lose and would have to drink. But to their surprise, Angela rolled an even lower number.

"Two, two, three. Seven points. Please, drink."

Angela drank a glass of wine with extreme reluctance, but she didn't pass the dice to the next person. "It was just one point! I don't accept this, let's go again."

"I'm sorry, next round."

Jin Lu’s presence was overwhelming, and she didn't fear Angela at all. A loss was a loss; if she wasn't satisfied, she could challenge her again in the next round. In the bar, she seemed like a queen. Zheng Qian began to feel a subtle interest in her.

"Not bad, you play really well. How should I show my support so it counts toward your sales?" Zheng Qian asked, pausing the game.

"Young Master Zheng, just order more drinks."

"Alright, another 'Great Dragon' set. Charge it."

[88,888 yuan spent. System cashback of 888,880 yuan has been credited.]

This time, because Zheng Qian was spending money for Jin Lu, the system provided cashback.

"Thank you, Young Master Zheng," Jin Lu said with a sweet smile that made his heart flutter. He was primarily trying to observe if there would be any fluctuation in her favorability toward him. But other than a simple "thank you," her favorability remained at 10 points—not a single shift.

This took Zheng Qian by surprise. He thought that a 'Great Dragon' set would surely bump it up a few points. Who would have thought it wouldn't move even an inch! This woman was interesting. Zheng Qian’s interest in her deepened. Could she be a woman of high principles? That sweet smile had truly snagged his heart, yet her favorability remained unmoved. He was now almost certain that Jin Lu was not a woman who could be won over with money alone.