"Pfft!"
Luo Qianqian, who was standing closest, couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing this.
The other Flight Attendants beside her also had smiles on their faces.
If Zhou Xing had said this before the million-dollar drink order, it would have been taken as a compliment.
But now... the meaning was completely different.
"Are you laughing at me?"
Huang Mingyuan took another step closer, his face grim as he glared fixedly at Luo Qianqian.
He held a noble status; usually, when girls in bars met him, they were respectful in every way.
It was one thing for this Zhou Xing, who had appeared out of nowhere, to mock him, but even a woman accompanying him—a common bitch—dared to laugh at him.
Having already suffered humiliation, he was filled with a bellyful of rage.
At this moment, his anger reached the heavens.
"No."
Luo Qianqian shook her head with an innocent look, saying, "I just thought of something happy!"
"Slut!"
Huang Mingyuan gritted his teeth and looked around the group, his gaze finally landing on Zhou Xing. "I've remembered all of you. A mere country bumpkin dares to ride over my head, and even a group of sluts out here to accompany drinks dare to laugh at me!"
"I'm telling you, this isn't over!"
"If you have the guts, show your name. I'll make it so you can't stay in Shanghai at all!"
Huang Mingyuan completely exploded.
Seeing his uncontrollable rage, Luo Qianqian leaned toward Zhou Xing in fear, grabbing his arm and tightening her grip unconsciously.
"Flying into a rage out of shame?"
Zhou Xing let out a sneer, sitting right where he was as he watched him.
He had an easygoing temperament, but that didn't mean he didn't have a temper.
"You just have to insist on acting like a big shot. Do you think because you spent a little pocket change, everyone has to pamper you and give way to you?"
Zhou Xing stood up, planted a foot on the table, and stared at Huang Mingyuan. "Who do you think you are? Do you own this bar? Is no one else allowed to order more drinks than you?"
"If you have the ability, win back your own face. It's just a matter of spending a little money."
"You have no money, yet you love to pose, and you even want to throw your weight around in front of me!"
Zhou Xing's expression turned cold. "Who the hell do you think you're posing for?"
"Poor bastard!"
Zhou Xing's words were like needles stabbing into Huang Mingyuan's heart.
Huang Mingyuan's eyes instantly turned red.
He was a prominent Second-generation rich in Shanghai. It had always been him criticizing others; now, he was being pointed at and called a 'poor bastard' by Zhou Xing.
Huang Mingyuan, who had been treated with courtesy by everyone since childhood, could not stomach this kind of insult.
"Fuck you!"
Huang Mingyuan clenched his fist and swung it violently toward Zhou Xing's face.
However... Zhou Xing's movements were faster than his.
He snatched an ace of spades bottle from the table and smashed it down onto the head of the charging Huang Mingyuan.
Bang!
Glass shattered!
Accompanied by Huang Mingyuan's scream, the sparkling wine erupted.
It sprayed across the entire booth.
Huang Mingyuan clutched his head in agony and collapsed to the floor, blood streaming from his forehead.
"Ah!"
Screams rang out.
Security guards rushed over immediately.
They surrounded them in a tight circle.
Zhou Xing, however, calmly picked up a tissue from the table to wipe his hands, looking down at Huang Mingyuan on the floor. "I couldn't be bothered to deal with a small fry like you, yet you insisted on acting up in front of me."
"I'm going to kill you!"
Huang Mingyuan's eyes looked ready to burst as he struggled to stand and rush at Zhou Xing, but he was blocked by the security guards.
He had long since lost his mind. "Don't you dare leave if you have the guts! I'll make you regret being born into this world!"
"I'll be waiting,"
Zhou Xing said expressionlessly. "Whatever you want to pit against me, I'll play along. I just hope you won't be like today—unable to produce the money and only capable of impotent rage!"
Pit backgrounds!
Pit money!
He had never been afraid of anyone.
He hadn't revealed his background before because he felt it wasn't necessary.
But if someone wanted to stir up trouble on his turf, he didn't mind playing a game with them.
Even the son of the richest man wouldn't dare to speak such arrogant nonsense in front of him.
What kind of thing was this Huang Mingyuan!
Huang Mingyuan roared, wishing he could beat Zhou Xing to death right then and there!
Blood flowed down his forehead, making his entire face look distorted and truly terrifying.
Yet the security guards were there maintaining order, giving him no chance at all to confront Zhou Xing!
He felt like he was about to explode with anger.
"Mr. Zhou, what happened?"
The Manager, having heard the news, came running over. He glanced at Huang Mingyuan and then asked Zhou Xing in a low voice.
"Your bar should do a better job of screening customers. Don't just let any random stray in."
Zhou Xing didn't explain, only saying coldly, "He had a little to drink and really thought he was the King of the Heavens!"
Although he had gotten into a conflict with Huang Mingyuan.
In terms of logic and reason, it was Huang Mingyuan who had actively come looking for trouble.
As a customer who had just spent over a million, he was perfectly entitled to say such things.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The Manager nodded repeatedly. "I will handle this matter immediately. Regardless of the circumstances, it is ultimately our bar's fault. My apologies, Mr. Zhou, for failing to ensure you had a pleasant night at our bar. It is a failure on all our parts."
"Mhm."
Zhou Xing wouldn't blame the Manager for this, and he sat back down.
"What happened?"
The Manager immediately went to the security guards to ask about the sequence of events.
The guards who knew the situation recounted everything that had happened.
Hearing this, the Manager understood.
It turned out everything stemmed from this Huang Mingyuan.
He had noticed the man earlier when serving the iced divine dragon set, but since Zhou Xing hadn't spoken up, he hadn't taken the initiative to ask.
He had originally thought the man was just coming over to offer a toast, not realizing he was there to pick a fight.
"Are you fucking blind? I was smashed with a bottle by this guy, and you're blocking me but not him!"
Huang Mingyuan, unable to break through the security line, vented his anger on the guards and the Manager, pointing at their noses and cursing, "I've spent so much money in your bar, and this is how you treat me?"
"Let me in, now!"
"I'm going to beat this bumpkin to death!"
The Manager looked at Huang Mingyuan coolly, ignoring the insults.
Huang Mingyuan was a regular at this bar.
He knew him.
His spending power was decent.
But compared to Zhou Xing, it was a world of difference.
Especially since Zhou Xing's identity had been specifically highlighted by the boss for special care.
And Huang Mingyuan was the one who had initiated the trouble.
No matter which way you looked at it, the Manager would unconditionally side with Zhou Xing.
The fact that over a million had been spent on the iced divine dragon set here already made it a center of attention.
Now that such a big scene had occurred.
It immediately drew a large crowd of onlookers.
The Manager approached Zhou Xing again. "Young Master Zhou, there are too many eyes here. A private room is still vacant. Would you like to move to the private room to avoid the noise? I'll handle the remaining work here, and you can just enjoy yourself in the room."
He wanted Zhou Xing to go to the private room so he wouldn't be disturbed.
Then he could get Huang Mingyuan to calm down, preferably without making too big a scene.
It wouldn't benefit the bar in any way.
"No need."
Zhou Xing waved his hand and pointed at Huang Mingyuan. "He repeatedly claimed he'd make it impossible for me to survive in Shanghai. I want to see just how much capability he has!"
"This..."
Seeing more and more onlookers gathering, the Manager began to feel a headache.
He was somewhat at a loss for how to handle this.
"Are you guys deaf? Didn't you hear me talking to you?"
Huang Mingyuan was still over there cursing. "You, Manager, get your ass over here."
"If you don't let go of me today and let me settle scores with this hillbilly!"
"Your bar can forget about having any peace!"
"Offend me... and I'll make sure all of you get fired!"
Just then.
A voice suddenly came from behind: "Who has such a big mouth that they want to make my bar lose its peace?"