Hot bar top VIP box on the third floor.

Zhao Qianxiong has been trying to think of ways to please the first and second generation of Jiangnan and the incomprehensible Jiangziqi from the Emperor's capital. Xu Yuan is okay, but Jiangziqi has always been mild, not too enthusiastic, nor too indifferent.

This makes Zhao Qianxiong feel like he can't get started.

Of course, drinking is only a foreplay. Zhao Qianxiong has prepared the last killer's mace.

He put down his chopsticks and laughed, "There's been a saying that drinking is good for fun in the past, but it doesn't seem interesting to drink like that. Would you like to have...