"Young Master Zhou, my name is Luo Qianqian."
Luo Qianqian introduced herself, then raised the champagne in her hand and downed it in one go. After finishing, she licked her red lips, swallowing the remaining liquid.
Her almond-shaped eyes were lively and full of charm.
"I've finished mine, Young Master Zhou, please drink at your leisure."
Zhou Xing didn't hesitate and finished his drink in one gulp.
Seeing this, Luo Qianqian used the excuse of pouring more wine for Zhou Xing to move her body even closer to him.
Seeing that Zhou Xing didn't seem to object, she became even bolder.
She leaned her head on Zhou Xing's shoulder, her body pressed tightly against him, constantly brushing her 'headlights' against his arm.
Zhou Xing took the opportunity to wrap his arm around Luo Qianqian's soft waist.
"Young Master Zhou, you're really bad."
Luo Qianqian leaned close to Zhou Xing's ear, her red lips slightly parted as she giggled.
Strands of hair fell on Zhou Xing's face, feeling a bit itchy.
Yet she had no intention of breaking free from Zhou Xing; instead, she wiggled her waist and lay completely in his arms.
Zhou Xing turned his head to look at Luo Qianqian. Under the dim lighting, her face was still refined and elegant.
Although slightly inferior to An Ya... she was still at the level of a campus belle who could make the rankings at school.
In his past life, Zhou Xing would have had zero chance of interacting with a girl of this caliber.
He didn't feel there was anything wrong with Luo Qianqian's behavior.
When coming out to play, one must have the right mindset.
Luo Qianqian clearly had a broad perspective.
Compared to the fragrance of a 'Green Tea,' wasn't it better when someone threw themselves into your arms?
Luo Qianqian's actions... were clearly seen by the Flight Attendants who all had their eyes on Zhou Xing.
While inwardly scolding Luo Qianqian for being shameless,
they were also afraid of missing their chance, so they scrambled to stand up and toast Zhou Xing.
After toasting, they didn't return to their seats but naturally sat down next to Zhou Xing, showing their affection so as not to be left behind.
They forcibly squeezed An Ya to the outer edge.
An Ya clenched her fists and looked at Luo Qianqian with some anger.
In her eyes... the culprit behind this scene was Luo Qianqian.
The other girl clearly knew that Zhou Xing and she were a pair.
They were colleagues... usually acting like best friends and having a great relationship.
But when faced with something like this, instead of choosing to help, they all chose to backstab her without hesitation.
Luo Qianqian felt An Ya's gaze, tilted her fair neck, and had a slight smile on her face.
However, in her heart, she was quite disdainful.
An Ya was a typical case of not knowing how lucky she was.
They were all incredibly envious of being able to have an interaction with Zhou Xing.
A guy like Zhou Xing was a one-in-a-ten-thousand existence even among the wealthy.
They all knew exactly how scarce and precious he was.
When meeting someone like Zhou Xing, one should naturally seize the opportunity immediately and move up.
Yet An Ya still vainly attempted to keep a tight grip on Zhou Xing, constantly stringing him along.
Would a rich man like Zhou Xing lack girls? The answer was obvious.
Even if he had no intentions, he was still as conspicuous as a firefly in the dark night.
Those girls would swarm him.
An Ya was too naive.
Thinking she could have Zhou Xing all to herself.
Zhou Xing was hardly the type of person who couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman.
What he lacked least was girls.
An Ya created the opportunity herself but didn't know how to cherish it, so they couldn't be blamed for striking while the iron was hot.
"An Ya, are you just going to stand by and watch them throw themselves at Zhou Xing without doing anything?"
Gu Ting sat nearby, looking at the dejected An Ya and couldn't help but feel anxious for her.
A man chasing a woman is like climbing a mountain.
A woman chasing a man... is like a thin veil; as long as the girl is willing to go for it, it's incredibly simple.
"Zhou Xing and I don't really have any relationship. I have no right to control what he wants to do."
An Ya pouted, still stubbornly insisting.
Yet her gaze remained fixed on Zhou Xing, never wavering.
"Are you sure?"
Gu Ting asked.
"That's... certain. There's nothing between him and me; we're just ordinary friends."
An Ya was unwilling to show her vulnerable side in front of her good friend.
"If you say so, then I'm going in too. Guys like Zhou Xing are too rare; even I'm interested."
As soon as Gu Ting finished speaking, An Ya immediately panicked.
"Tingting, you!"
An Ya hadn't expected even her most trusted friend to betray her. She turned her head, only to find Gu Ting looking at her teasingly, knowing that her true feelings had already been exposed.
She simply stopped pretending.
"How can they be like this!"
An Ya felt extremely aggrieved, and tears were almost coming out.
As her best friends, it was one thing not to help when things happened, but they were even kicking her while she was down.
She also felt some imbalance in her heart.
Zhou Xing must be clear about her feelings.
She had already acquiesced... she was just a bit shy with so many people around, thinking that things were moving too fast and they should develop slowly.
Her legs had been touched by Zhou Xing, and they had held hands.
They were just a step away from breaking the ice and confirming their relationship.
When the time came, whatever Zhou Xing wanted... wouldn't it all depend on him?
Just because she refused Zhou Xing's further advances, he turned to others without any lingering attachment.
He looked like he wouldn't refuse anyone.
Could it be... that Zhou Xing didn't have any feelings for her at all?
"Don't blame Zhou Xing. You just don't know how much in demand he is!"
Seeing this, Gu Ting spoke up to comfort her: "Even though we are Flight Attendants and have a professional halo in some people's eyes, and they think we look glamorous on the surface."
"Only we know that we're actually just ordinary Waiters; we don't really amount to much."
"Our best years are wasted on planes. Besides these faces, we have nothing else worth praising. When we finally want to get married, we realize we've already lost our bloom."
Gu Ting gave a self-deprecating laugh: "To be able to marry a wealthy, middle-aged bald man is already considered good luck for us. Someone like Zhou Xing is basically a possibility only if you saved the galaxy in your past life."
"Don't blame them for being realistic. Who wants to end up old and faded, facing the fate of being despised?"
"They're just trying to find a better future for themselves."
Gu Ting looked at An Ya with sincerity: "Honestly, if you weren't my best friend, and it were any other Flight Attendant I didn't know well, I would have rushed up to Zhou Xing without a second thought too."
"Tingting..."
An Ya was stunned. Looking at Gu Ting, she felt for the first time that the person before her was so unfamiliar.
"People are realistic."
Gu Ting continued to herself: "Don't treat Zhou Xing as an ordinary person. A rich man like him isn't a fool. Don't let his youth fool you; he's seen more tricks than you've eaten meals."
"Your little schemes are not even worth mentioning in his eyes."
"Never think about throwing a tantrum in front of Zhou Xing. You just need to be obedient and submissive; that's how your chance will be the greatest."
Gu Ting sighed slightly and said: "Your looks and figure are your greatest capital and advantage, but nothing is absolute... You should think about it yourself. If you miss this, you'll regret it."
After a moment of silence, An Ya raised her head and said, "I understand. Thank you, Tingting."
Her words were very sincere.
Gu Ting's words were realistic, and for An Ya, they were somewhat hard to accept at first.
But she knew the other girl truly meant well for her and hoped she could lead a good life.
"If I were you, I'd go over there right now and take back the position that belongs to you!"
Gu Ting said, leaving one part unsaid: "Use your looks and figure to make them feel inferior."
An Ya looked toward Zhou Xing; he had no intention of even glancing this way.
Though she felt a bit down, she still said with a smile, "No need, Tingting. Zhou Xing is just throwing a tantrum with me. I'll find a chance to apologize to him later."
"It's impossible for them to take Zhou Xing away."
"After all, I was the first one to know Zhou Xing, and he was the one who took the initiative to pursue me."
An Ya looked confident.
She was also very clear about her own looks and figure.
It was because of this that she had absolute confidence.
Seeing this, Gu Ting's expression was a bit complicated, but she didn't say anything more.
She had said everything she needed to say; she couldn't decide what An Ya was actually thinking.
The booth was still bustling with excitement.
Accompanied by dynamic music, the girls swarming on both sides had beaming smiles on their faces.
Zhou Xing picked up his glass, and the liquid inside emitted a colorful glow under the lights.
He suddenly understood... why rich people liked to come to bars to play.
It wasn't because the drinks here were particularly outstanding.
It was just that here, their vanity and desire for conquest could be infinitely satisfied.
A life of luxury and dissipation was the most corrupting.
It was also the way that most allowed emotions to burst forth and bring happiness.
"Young Master Zhou, it's your turn to drink."
A sweet voice came from beside him. Zhou Xing snapped back to his senses, gave a faint smile, and then downed the wine in his glass... People at other booths, seeing this scene, were so jealous they almost ground their teeth to pieces.
They felt extremely unbalanced in their hearts.
They had noticed since the moment this group of Flight Attendants filed in.
They were all tall beauties.
Not to mention that Zhou Xing was the only male at the booth.
These women, who in their eyes were rare beauties, were actually all throwing themselves at Zhou Xing.
They were even getting jealous of each other.
Their eyes instantly turned red... Why could Zhou Xing enjoy the company of so many beauties, while the few girls they called out were not only eyesores but also acted completely unwilling?
Rumble!
At that moment,
the lights suddenly became dazzling.
Colorful confetti drifted down from the sky, accompanied by the huge roar of CO2 cannons.
A group of Waiters, carrying bottles of ace of spades, walked toward booth number 005.
The music stopped.
Light boards were raised, and cheers resounded.
The DJ shouted passionately: "Thanks to Young Master Huang at Booth 005 for two sets of 58,888 Little Divine Dragon sets! Use your greatest enthusiasm to swing and shout to your heart's content!"
The heavy metal music resumed, deafeningly loud.
The atmosphere of the entire venue went up another level.
A real-time feed of Booth 005 appeared on the bar's large screen.
In the center stood a young man wearing an LV T-shirt and a gold Rolex.
His physique was a bit rounded, looking quite wealthy.
However, this still didn't stop him from becoming the center of attention.
Bottles of ace of spades were laid out.
Even though it was just the 'Little Divine Dragon,' two sets were still over a hundred thousand, which was not a small amount.
On the screen, the number 117,776 was extremely prominent.
As the ace of spades were all laid out, this young man picked up a bottle and walked straight toward Booth 000, passing Zhou Xing and looking at the girls.
Holding the ace of spades high and deliberately showing off his Rolex, he said with a smile: "I just ordered a few bottles of ace of spades. I wonder if I have the honor of inviting you ladies to sit at my booth and have a drink and play some games together?"