"Alright, the dance is over. Let's go. I'm dying of thirst.”
Qiao Ye pulled the half-kneeling Zhuge Dali up and left the center of the dance floor.
"I've learned how to make drinks and mix drinks. I can go over there and make one for you.”
Zhuge Dali pointed at the bar counter and said.
"I'm going to the washroom. I'll wait for you here.”
"Alright."
Seeing Zhuge Dali run to the bar counter to make the drinks, Qiao Ye turned to look at Wang Beiding, who was not far away.
Qiao Ye didn't bother to find out whether this person was a rich second-generation heir or a nouveau riche.
However, after being annoyed by him twice, Qiao Ye was a little unhappy.
"Door to Heaven!"
Whoosh--
Wang Beiding, who was looking for his next prey in the ballroom, heard a shout,"”，He fainted and leaned against the wall. His face turned over and turned into a book.
The lights in the ballroom flickered, and everyone was so high that no one noticed Wang Beiding's strange behavior.
Even if they occasionally caught a glimpse of it, they would only think that it was because they were drunk.
" For the next three days, I won't have any feelings for women. I'll only like men."
After taking out a pen and quickly writing a sentence on Wang Beiding's face, Qiao Ye hid his achievements and left the scene.
"Oh, not bad. It's refreshing and thirst-quenching."
Qiao Ye drank the green drink that Zhuge Dali handed him and felt very comfortable.
"It's mint. I added mint." Dali said.
——
"Shall we go over there to play?"
Dali and Qiao Ye walked out of the dance hall and saw a chess and card entertainment area.
"Let's go in and take a look first." Qiao Ye said.
The chess and card entertainment area was much quieter than the dance hall, and the people here were generally middle-aged.
"English mahjong? What a strange thing."
Zhuge Dali saw a table full of people playing and pulled Qiao Ye over to take a look.
"Boring."
After looking at it for a while, Qiao Ye came to a simple conclusion.
The so-called English mahjong was to use the way of mahjong to spell out a sentence.
However, this kind of Hu was too simple. As long as one had a little vocabulary, they could immediately win the game.
However, the middle-aged and elderly people at the table were locked in a fight. The reason was simple.
They didn't just want to spell out a sentence to win, they wanted to spell out a specific sentence to show off.
The difficulty was much higher.
"If you two don't like English mahjong, there are other games here.”
A voice came from behind them. Qiao Ye and Zhuge Dali turned around.
"Hello, I'm Da Lei, who was hired by Boss Huang to be in charge of this area.”
A tall and slender foreign man introduced them with a smile.
"Your Chinese is pretty good."
Qiao Ye said as he looked at Da Lei.
"If the two of you are not interested in these, there are some puzzle board games here. The target is seven years old and above.”
Da Lei stepped back like a gentleman and pulled over a small cart carrying a lot of cards and board games.
"The target is above seven years old? But I don't have a partner yet."
Zhuge Dali thought for a moment, glanced at Qiao Ye, and said to Da Lei.
"…Cough cough!"
Da Lei, who was about to continue his promotion, almost choked on his own saliva.
What the hell was with not having a partner?
Was it because this lady's understanding of the Chinese culture was tricky, or was it because the Chinese culture was broad and profound?
Da Lei fell into deep thought.
"Ahem, this lady is joking. Isn't the gentleman beside you?”
After hesitating for a moment, Da Lei decided not to explain. He would let the girl be seven years old.
Zhuge Dali didn't answer Da Lei's question. He just smiled and turned to look at Qiao Ye.
"Cough, indeed not."
Qiao Ye coughed and said.
"Is that so? I'm sorry I misunderstood, but both of you should like each other, right?”
Da Lei slightly bowed and apologized.
"I…"
"No need to answer me. I have already gotten the answer. Goodbye, both of you.”
Before Zhuge Dali could give an explanation or answer, Da Lei smiled mysteriously and pushed the cart away.
"I keep feeling that there's something strange about that person."
After Da Lei left, Qiao Ye touched his chin and said.
"Indeed, that person has a mysterious confidence. Moreover, when he was talking to us, his mood changed a few times and suddenly became a little cold.”
Zhuge Dali nodded slightly in agreement.
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"These two fellows didn't bring any money or cards, causing me to waste so much time!”
Da Lei muttered to himself as he played with the dice in his hand with a gloomy face.
"Mr. Da Lei, Boss He and the others want to invite you to play a few rounds.”
A waiter ran over and said hurriedly.
"Alright, I'll go right away."
Da Lei instantly forgot his displeasure and smiled.
——
"Qiao Ye! Dali! You're here?"
When they left the chess area, Lu Ziqiao suddenly appeared from behind, looking a little anxious.
"What's wrong?"
Qiao Ye asked.
"Boss Huang was attacked!"
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