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"No need, if you really want to compensate, then dig out your eyes!" Wang Xinyu said bitterly.

"Wow, I didn't see a girl like you being so violent. Can you dig another place? I still want to keep my eyes open and admire your beauty. " Deng Fan said while grinning.

"I hate people who act like you the most. You don't even know what you're talking about!" Wang Xinyu reprimanded him, "Just because I tolerated you for my own good, doesn't mean that you can do as you please! Do you remember our three chapters? "

"Isn't it just two chapters?" Deng Fan asked.

"I told you not to speak nonsense in front of me!" Wang Xinyu said with a stern expression.

"Alright, I was actually thinking of asking you to have a few drinks. Would Eldest Miss be able to show me some face?" Deng Fan said.

"Did I hear it right? You're treating me to a drink?" Wang Xinyu was stunned.

"Can't I buy you a drink?" Deng Fan asked, "I don't think there is such a rule, right?"

"Do you think I'll go with you?" Wang Xinyu looked at Deng Fan in annoyance and slowly folded his hands.

"I have a few things I want to say to you, something very important." Deng Fan emphasized.

"How important, isn't it just a few words? Just say it here, I'm listening! " Wang Xinyu was getting impatient.

Deng Fan thought for a while, wanted to say something but hesitated. He felt that perhaps it was not the time to speak to Wang Xinyu, so he changed his mind in the end and said: "It's fine.

"What are you trying to say, so secretive?" Wang Xinyu looked at Deng Fan suspiciously, "I guess it won't be a good thing."

"Indeed, it's not a good thing. I hope you don't have to say it ever again." Deng Fan admitted it, "Since you are not willing to enjoy the noodles, I can only go drink a few cups by myself. Good night!" After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Wang Xinyu's bed, thinking back to that scene that night when he used his perspective glasses to peek at him, which made her blood boil. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and asked emotionally: "Young miss, do you feel lonely sleeping alone all this time?"

Hearing that, Wang Xinyu was both embarrassed and angry, she casually picked up a cushion on the chair, fiercely threw it at Deng Fan and said: "Get out!"

"Goodbye!" Deng Fan had sensed it long ago and slipped out quickly. The huge "Hidden Weapon" smashed into the door and bounced on the ground.

"Aiya, there's no one to drink with me. I'm still young, so I can't call her to that place. I can only go by myself." For a moment, Deng Fan couldn't think of anyone to drink with him. After all, he hadn't been in the Wen Du for long, and the number of sturdy people was limited as well. There were almost no close friends around, and many of them appeared to be friendly with him on the surface.

Deng Fan understood in his heart that many people were just putting on an act, especially those people in the company. Most of the time, it was only Wang Ming who had a relationship with him because he was the CEO and the Director. However, Wang Ming was a subordinate he had accepted, plus he was not good at socializing, so it was not suitable for him to get to know each other too well.

"It's hard to find a confidant, and it's hard to find a confidant. It's rare to find a beautiful woman, so when will I ever be able to bring a beautiful woman back?" Deng Fan sang happily as he drove, his voice full of melancholy and loss.

The beauty in his heart was naturally Wang Xinyu, and it was also because it was difficult for him to get her hands on her, that made him more motivated, because he liked challenges. If she could simply knock down a woman, he would find it boring, even if he did not hate the beautiful women who took the initiative to throw themselves at him.

The Rose Bar was a great place for many men to amuse themselves.

Because not only was there fine wine, there were also unique beauties.

The Lady Boss was known as Sister Sang. Although she was a middle-aged lady, her skin was fair and her figure was maintained very well. Her charm was not one bit inferior to those sexy beauties, it was even comparable.

Strictly speaking, Sister Sang was not old, she was only in her thirties. Adding her well maintained body and rouge, she looked like an eighteen year old girl. However, she was much more mature than an eighteen year old girl.

There were also young and pretty girls in the bar, but none of them were more attractive and attractive than the Sister Sang. There were even many men who spent huge amounts of money every day just to witness the peerless elegance of the Sister Sang, treating the bar as their second home.

As long as one had met the Sister Sang, they would not forget about her, and Deng Fan was no exception.

Tonight, he went to the Rose again, but this time for the sheer pleasure of drinking, not to investigate the case.

Deng Fan only felt a little bored, he just wanted to have some fun, and use the alcohol to numb his nerves.

"Handsome, welcome!"

Just as Deng Fan entered the bar, he was warmly welcomed by the Sister Sang.

"If I remember correctly, this should be your second time here." Sister Sang said with a smile.

"Your memory is really good, this is indeed my second time here." Deng Fan said.

"Of course, I remember all the guests." The Sister Sang laughed.

"Really? Then you really are a god. " Deng Fan praised, "In my impression, among all the people I know, you are the second person to have such a good memory." There was also someone with an equally strong memory for faces that Deng Fan knew as a secret service agent. Even if he was introduced to several hundred people at once, he would remember them all in one go, and he would definitely not confuse them.

"Who are you looking for this time?" The Sister Sang asked politely.

"I only want a few drinks this time." Deng Fan replied with a smile.

"That's very welcome. What do you want to drink?" The Sister Sang asked with a smile.

"If I remember correctly, you are called Sister Sang, right?" Deng Fan thought for a while before asking.

"Yes, your memory isn't bad either!" Sister Sang said.

"Sigh, I'm far worse than you." Deng Fan laughed in embarrassment and continued to speak: "Bring me whatever you want, as long as it's wine, I will eat it all."

"Hur Hur, what a great 'Hundred Wine Style'. This is the first time I've heard such a phrase." Sister Sang chuckled, "Wait a moment, I'll send it over to you right away." With that, she personally poured the wine.

After a while, Sister Sang pushed a cup of red wine to Deng Fan, and said politely: "Please enjoy!"

Deng Fan smiled as he expressed his gratitude. Then, he raised his cup and took a sip, and said after a moment: "Oh, the taste is smooth. Is this French red wine?"

"Can't tell you're an expert on wine tasting?" Sister Sang admitted it after saying this.

"I don't think so. I just drank it in France, so I have an impression of it." Deng Fan said, "Actually, I have never studied wine before, I just have a slight understanding of it, and am sorry for making fun of you."

"Not at all, do you like it?" When the Sister Sang spoke, she always had a smile on her face, as if this was her innate expression, causing the worries in her heart to melt like ice meeting the spring sun.

From the moment Deng Fan entered the bar, his heart had been melted by Sister Sang's smile. He felt that drinking here was like reaching heaven, with no worries at all.

"Very much!" Deng Fan raised his cup to pay his respects to the Sister Sang, and laughed: "I also like your smile, when you smile, it is truly beautiful."

"Thank you for your praise, but it shouldn't be bad if I don't laugh, right?" Sister Sang teased.

"Hehe, that's only natural. I was the one who misexpressed myself, so I'm punishing myself!" Deng Fan shook his head and laughed, then raised his cup and drank his wine.

"You're a cop?" Sister Sang asked Deng Fan with interest.

"Do you think I look like a cop?" Deng Fan asked.

"I'm just curious, what kind of work do you do?" Sister Sang crossed her hands together and pulled her beautiful chin, her eyes turning as she said, "Let me guess! "Are you a fitness coach?"

"What makes you think that?" Deng Fan asked curiously, "Is it because my muscles seem to be more developed?"

"Yes, if you didn't train this body a lot, you wouldn't have this kind of body." The Sister Sang said.

"Indeed, I've never stopped exercising, but I'm not a fitness trainer. Actually, I'm just a freelancer." Deng Fan did not want to reveal his current work, so he described himself as a jobless nomad, a freelancer.

"So you're still looking for a job?" Sister Sang stopped smiling, as if she was very concerned about this problem.

"You could say that." Deng Fan laughed awkwardly, he did not think too much about it.

Unexpectedly, the Sister Sang threw him an olive branch, and said: "Do you want to consider helping out at my bar?"

"What, is your bar short of people?" Deng Fan did not immediately refuse and asked curiously.

"If there are any good candidates, I'm willing to pay for them." Sister Sang said, "Recently, the atmosphere in the bar has been deteriorating, only someone hard enough will be able to suppress it, and gradually, I, a woman, feel that I cannot handle it anymore."

"There's actually such a thing?" Deng Fan frowned, "I feel that the order of Wen Du is not too bad, there shouldn't be anyone who would dare cause trouble in this public place, right?"

"If it really gets out of hand, then things will get troublesome." The Sister Sang said, "I just want to suppress that bad atmosphere before causing a great disaster."

"Such as?" Deng Fan asked with concern, "Has Sister Sang encountered any trouble?"

Without waiting for Sister Sang's reply, she suddenly heard the sound of a wine bottle exploding, followed by a thunderous rage, "Call your boss over!"

A burly man stood up and said this to a waitress. His expression was as ugly as the fact that someone from his family had died.

"Brother, what did I do wrong?" The female attendant looked at the burly man with a wronged expression, "That was the wine you ordered just now. I sent it over to you, did you send it wrongly?"

"Did I say I need you to send me off?" Not only did the burly man not lower his anger, he became even fiercer and shouted loudly, "Call your boss to send it over personally! "Drink with me a few more times!"

"How preposterous!" Deng Fan and the man were not far from each other, so they could hear each other clearly. Deng Fan slammed on the table and was about to go and settle the matter.

Sister Sang held onto Deng Fan's hand and shook his head. "Let me talk to him."

Seeing the determination in Sister Sang's eyes, Deng Fan endured his anger and stood at the side without interfering, patiently watching the situation.

"Ghost Bro, who's pissed you off? Why are you so angry tonight?" Sister Sang walked in front of the burly man making trouble, and said with a smile in his eyes.

The man who was called Brother Ghost was called Old Ghost and was a tyrant that could shake the entire region. Many people were afraid of him, and because he had someone backing him up, they became even more arrogant and lawless.