Chapter 161 Round Table Meeting

After eating and drinking, the group was a little tipsy, and they headed towards the bar Zhang Zhihao mentioned.

The car was noisy, and Zhou Rui was the only one who didn't drink. It felt like he was carrying 200 ducks.

It was only two or three kilometers away. When they arrived at the destination, Zhou Rui looked up and seemed to have passed by this bar in his previous life.

It was called a bar, but it was actually closer to a nightclub. The noisy music coming from it even overwhelmed the 200 ducks in the car.

But he had never been in it in his previous life. After all, he had 10 or 20 yuan in his pocket. Wouldn't it be better to go to a nightclub to surf the Internet? Coming here would probably only be enough to lick the beer bottle caps.

If he had to drink, Zhou Rui would prefer to go to a barbecue stall or a small restaurant with his brothers.

Thinking of his brothers, he thought of Fan Zijie again. Alas

Zhang Zhihao and the others were already excitedly discussing how to be cool in a while.

Kang Jia: "Brothers, how to strike up a conversation will depend on your own ability! I hope there will be eight people when I go in, and 16 when I come out! Don't be scared!"

The group straightened their clothes and walked in with a step that didn't recognize any relatives.

Zhang Zhihao turned his shirt collar outward, exuding a domineering aura.

Someone even took out a bottle of gel water and made his hair into the most popular "sky-high broom".

It seemed that the noisy music was their battle song.

As the host, Zhang Zhihao took the lead and said arrogantly to the guy outside the door: "There is a reservation, Zhang Zhihao!"

"Okay, please come in, the seat has been reserved."

Five minutes later, Zhou Rui covered his face in the deafening music.

Eight people!

Eight people!

Sitting around a small round table! Squeezed in a circle!

This table is not much bigger than a toilet, and there are eight men around it!

This is a round table meeting! !

Everyone was silent, no longer arrogant as they were outside the door, and sat in a shrunk position.

Nightclub ×

Macho Grinding Plate

Zhou Rui: "Is this what you call being cool in a bar? It's really cool. I feel like everyone in the place is looking at us."

Zhang Zhihao covered his face: "I didn't expect that either."

Kang Jia was speechless: "No, you actually bought a group purchase when you came to a nightclub! I've lived for 25 years and have never been so speechless."

Zhang Zhihao rubbed his lips and squeezed out a sentence: "Group purchases have been very popular recently. I thought I got a bargain."

It turned out that the reason why Zhang Zhihao was so generous today was because he bought a discounted package on the group purchase website

And he bought a package for four people!

It was a good idea. He thought that everyone had drunk almost everything, and a four-person package for eight people was barely enough. After all, they didn't come here to drink, but to chat up.

Just looking at the round table meeting, what can the girl think?

The others were all employees and dared not say anything, but Zhou Rui and Kang Jia would not let Zhang Zhihao go: "You are the only one who is flirting with her? Is the girl crazy? She came and sat on you?"

Kang Jia: "Zhihao, you have to pick the right place! Don't pick randomly! And don't pick everywhere!"

Just then, the waiter came with a "delicate" fruit plate and two pots of cheap draft beer with a smile on his face.

After bringing the fruit plate and two pots of draft beer, the waiter smiled and said: "Hello, your things are all here."

Zhang Zhihao couldn't believe it and looked up and said: "All here? The 488 set meal?"

The waiter smiled: "Yes, a luxurious fruit plate worth 388, two German wheat classic yellow beer worth 120, and a group purchase price of 27% off for only 488. Is there any problem?"

Zhang Zhihao was silent for a while: "Please bring eight cups."

The waiter glanced at the small round table and wondered if it could hold eight cups?

"How about getting you eight disposable cups? It'll be easier to put some food."

Zhang Zhihao felt his face burning, and after a long while he managed to say, "Can we move to a bigger place?"

Waiter: "Sorry, there are so many people today on the weekend, all our booths are full."

After the waiter left, everyone stared at Zhang Zhihao, as if they were scratching him with six knives.

Zhang Zhihao pressed the credit card in his pocket, quickly calculated the repayment period of each of the seven credit cards, and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, brothers, the place is a bit crowded, but we can order more things!"

Zhou Ruixin said that if you have more money, you have to have a place to put it!

It's hard to put a peanut on this small round table!

Look at the guy with the broom, his hair has become middle-parted.

Forget it.

This CEO is useless. If he doesn't stand up as an investor, people's hearts will be scattered, and the team will be difficult to lead.

The atmosphere has become so bad, we can't just go home, right? Then tomorrow, someone will probably resign directly?

After checking on his phone, he found that there were still many bars and nightclubs in Matsuura. He said, "Don't look so sad. I'll take you somewhere else later."

"Long live President Zhou!"

"President Zhou is awesome!"

Zhang Zhihao said weakly, "Well, at least finish these fruit plates and other things. It's 488."

Then sit for a while. Zhou Rui first found a booth online. Since it was Saturday, there was only one most expensive luxury C-position booth left, and the minimum consumption was five figures.

Damn it, I'll invite Zhang Zhihao back a thousand times in the future!

The others felt relieved and started to drink fruit plates and draft beer. They had to finish this 488 set meal as soon as possible so that they could leave this embarrassing place as soon as possible.

It's decided that if I nominate a CEO in the future, I will vote for President Zhou unconditionally!

Kang Jia nudged Zhou Rui with her elbow midway and pointed to a booth in the distance. Several girls in hot clothes were sitting around, but there was no man.

"Mr. Zhou, do you want to give it a try? I looked over there and there was no man."

Zhou Rui, who was reserving a seat, only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze: "You have no experience, you are just waiting to make money. You just have to be willing to ask the waiter for the price directly."

Zhang Zhihao looked over after hearing this, not to mention, at least under this light and heavy makeup, he looked good!

Especially the hot outfits are thought-provoking.

Zhou Rui poured cold water on him: "They can't accept credit cards, they have to pay in cash."

Zhang Zhihao decisively stopped.

Nothing else, I just don't like people who don't talk about "credibility".

About five minutes later, everyone cleared away the 488 set meal. Zhou Rui waved his hand: "Speed ​​up, the place has been booked, forget about the trouble just now, I will follow you, Brother Zhou."

Someone asked: "Mr. Zhou, is this a booth?"

Zhou Rui laughed: "Deck seat! Champagne! You can get whatever you want!"

"Mr. Zhou is awesome!"

Just as he was about to leave, there was a sudden commotion from a corner of the nightclub.

Several people turned around and saw seven or eight strong men in suits with rough faces surrounding a boy who looked like a struggling college student, pushing and shoving him.

And the boy squeezed into the crowd desperately, trying to break through the strong man's blockage.

There should be another chapter in the works.

Thank you all for your understanding.