Chapter 80: Marvelous Changes

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Marvelous Changes

Right now, in the staff lounge.

After putting down her walkie-talkie, Key Account Manager Cai Lin was overjoyed. She hurriedly straightened her clothes and walked briskly to the bar.

Normally, she wouldn’t need to fetch standard drinks personally. However, not long after V666 ordered three cases of 1664, they asked for a bottle of Martell XO. Authentic premium liquors like this required a Key Account Manager to deliver them personally for the client’s signature.

At the bar.

"Sister Lin, congratulations! You’ve got some VIPs tonight!"

Cai Lin gave a charming smile. After grabbing the liquor, she asked for another case of 1664 and loaded up on various braised snacks, pushing the serving cart over to the room. She knocked lightly on the door and only pushed it open after hearing confirmation.

She was already accustomed to messy private rooms. Having worked in this industry for years, she had seen it all.

Upon entering, she set the drinks down and toasted the three bosses with a round of 1664. Afterward, she organized a few mini-games with very elegant-sounding names. Once the atmosphere was hyped up just right, she quietly slipped out of the room.

This was her unpretentious job. Serving every guest well and ensuring they returned home highly satisfied was her responsibility and duty.

Stepping out of the room, she lit a women’s cigarette and was just about to do a round of the other occupied rooms. Suddenly, she received a call from an old client saying he was arriving shortly and asking her to make arrangements. After taking a few puffs of smoke, she headed to the front lobby to prepare for his reception.

A moment later, the old client swaggered out of the elevator with a few friends. The moment they met, he gave Cai Lin a very enthusiastic hug, naturally resting his hand on her waist.

"Miss Cai, your figure is getting better and better!"

Cai Lin chuckled. "President Qin, you sure have a way with words. It’s been so long since you last came to see me."

"What? Missed me?"

"I did!"

After exchanging a few more teasing remarks, Cai Lin led the group to a private room.

President Qin asked directly, "Is that compatriot from Taiwan here today?"

"She’s already on the clock."

"Oh." President Qin replied, then continued, "What about Qingqing?"

"She’s also occupied."

President Qin looked a bit displeased. He cursed inwardly, "Damn it! I’m late."

"Yueyue must be here, right!"

Cai Lin looked helpless. "President Qin, she’s occupied too!"

"What a coincidence?" President Qin scoffed coldly.

Cai Lin’s eyes flickered. "They happen to all be in the same room. But we have a few new young girls, all your type. Should I have them come over to accompany you?"

Hearing there were young "damsels in distress," President Qin’s anger subsided a bit, though he still felt slightly disgruntled. He squeezed Cai Lin’s plump backside. "Why don’t you reassign one for me?"

Cai Lin looked troubled. "President Qin, you’re making things difficult for me!"

Seeing his expression turn sour, she leaned in and whispered a few words into his ear. Hearing this, President Qin’s face changed. He muttered a complaint and finally dropped the issue.

SMACK!

President Qin slapped Cai Lin’s behind, making it jiggle. "I’ll give you face today. Go make the arrangements!"

Cai Lin smiled and backed out of the room.

After stepping out the door, the smile on her face instantly vanished. She cursed inwardly, "What a cowardly old bastard. The moment he heard the other guy is a second-generation heir, he goes totally limp but still tries to act tough."

This President Qin had some savings and loved to fool around. He frequently came to support the few damsels in distress he had just asked for, and every now and then, he would privately invite them out. He always used shopping as an excuse to get them out. In reality, however...

Sigh! But that was just how doing business worked. You would encounter all kinds of customers. If only every one of them were as generous and wealthy as President Su.

...

At this moment, President Su was setting down his glass of imported liquor and complaining.

"Tsk, tsk! This foreign liquor is nothing special!

"Our Dragon Country’s baijiu still tastes the best."

Saying this, a teasing look appeared on his face as he turned to Lin Shouqing. "Old Iron, you were the one who wanted to drink this, so I’m leaving the rest to you."

Lin Shouqing had just taken a large gulp, and there was an indescribably weird aftertaste in his mouth. Earlier, he had casually mentioned that he had never drunk imported liquor at a KTV, and Old Iron had ordered it for him without a second thought. Therefore, he had to finish this bottle no matter what; even if he couldn’t finish it, he would have to pack it up and take it home.

"Don’t worry! With my alcohol tolerance, it definitely won’t be a problem!"

Right now, Lin Shouqing’s face already showed hints of drunkenness. In a short period of time, his mindset had also undergone a wondrous transformation.

At first, he thought that even though his buddy had money, he shouldn’t waste it like this. A while later, as the alcohol went to his head, he sighed, wondering how he could possibly refuse a friend’s hospitality. Finally, he thought, "Damn, being rich feels amazing. When will I be able to live this large?"

No wonder those hospital directors always showed that unspeakable smile whenever they met with medical sales reps in the past. He picked up his glass of imported liquor and took another drink with Old Wang.

A bottle of liquor worth tens of thousands. Even though it tasted awful, every sip was worth hundreds. It could be summed up in one word.

Awesome!

The atmosphere in the private room grew increasingly lively. Wang Kun was already half-drunk, but he kept a close eye on President Su’s actions. He noticed that President Su hadn’t really sung all night, at most just holding the microphone and humming a few lines. Thus, at his suggestion, everyone started egging him on.

"Sing a song!"

"President Su, give us a song!"

"Brother, how about I queue up ’Ten Years’ for you?"

Lin Shouqing eagerly scurried over to the machine to select the song. He knew his old friend’s singing was very average. When they were younger and went to karaoke together, after a certain someone sang just one song, the entire room demanded that he sit quietly and play games instead. But today was different. Even if his old friend sang terribly, he would grit his teeth and listen, offering the most enthusiastic applause.

Qiqi leaned against him and said, "Hubby, my singing is pretty okay. How about I sing it with you?"

Beside him, Yueyue had her long, anime-like legs draped over a certain someone’s leg, her entire body as soft and pliable as if she were boneless. "Hubby, I know how to sing this song too."

Seeing everyone so enthusiastic, Su Yunzhou couldn’t bring himself to decline any further. He didn’t really want to sing, but seeing everyone having such a great time, he didn’t want to dampen their spirits.

The prelude began to play. Qiqi obediently handed him the microphone. Su Yunzhou smiled faintly and parted his thin lips. His deep, magnetic voice echoed through the private room.

"If those two words hadn’t trembled..."

After he finished the first two lines, the entire room instantly fell silent.

Lin Shouqing looked at his old friend in shock. Then it dawned on him—he must have forgotten to turn off the original vocal track.

The singing continued. The vocal tone and the transitions were practically on par with the original singer. He felt something was off. Eoson’s timbre didn’t quite sound like this.

Subconsciously glancing at the screen, his pupils shrank in shock. How could this be? This was...

He stared in disbelief at his old friend, who was holding the microphone and performing. How could he sing so well? It wasn’t just good. It would be more accurate to say that even professional singers sounded like this! Could it be that he had drunk too much? Was he so intoxicated that he was hallucinating?

...

Old Wang, who had an arm around a girl on each side, also had a look of utter disbelief.

"Ten Years."

It was his favorite song. Every time he heard it, he would sigh and reminisce about his lost youth... But President Su sang it way too well, didn’t he!?

Old Wang rubbed his ears, then reached his hand into the equally dumbfounded girl’s bosom to confirm he was awake.

"Ouch!"

"President Wang, be gentle!"

He thought, "It seems I really wasn’t hearing things."

Amidst his shock, a wickedly amusing thought suddenly popped into his head. "I guess this counts as enjoying a private concert in a pleasure house!"

No wonder he hadn’t sung. After a performance like that, who else would have the nerve to go up and howl a few notes? Not only did he sing well, but he was also incredibly handsome. Most importantly, he was rich.

Sigh! Comparing oneself to others only brings despair. Forget it! Better to just get drunk!