Financial freedom starts with the pursuit of a cool female doctor

Chapter 141 Me and
Just thinking about how every time I go out to class or eat in the cafeteria, people point and whisper about me from afar, saying:
"That's Pan Yi, the female lead who was all the rage a while ago and got a flower confession to her!"

I just couldn't suppress the anger in my heart.

Ever since the class committee election at the beginning of freshman year, Xue Zimo has been sticking to me like glue.

Even for the school anniversary banquet, after hearing that I was going back to the school to visit and meet my counselor, he rushed back to Shenzhen from out of town with me.

Because this matter was so frustrating, I didn't even feel like drinking at first. I just kept playing on my phone and venting to my friends.

Pan Yi lay motionless in Su Momo's arms, covering her ears with her hands and closing her eyes, as if she were playing dead.

Soon, Ah Ze and Tang Zai returned from the restroom, looking much more refreshed than before.

Besides draining their water, they also secretly bought some high-calorie snacks near the bar to fill their stomachs, so that the alcohol wouldn't be absorbed too quickly and they wouldn't get drunk too soon.

"Why aren't you guys playing? You haven't even touched your glasses. Are you waiting for us to come back?"

Aze had a bad feeling. Could it be that Pan Yi realized they were going to force her to drink, so she stopped to rest for the time being?

Turning his head, he found that Pan Yi was lying motionless, showing no intention of opening her eyes to look at him.

Zhuo Tong, standing beside her, looked at her with amusement.

Unexpectedly, after all these years, Pan Yi is still as aggressive and defensive as ever, always sharp-tongued but actually very vulnerable inside.

Seeing Pan Yi's appearance, and the gloating expressions on Zhou Mingyuan, Su Momo's, and Yang Feng's faces.

Aze felt as if a bolt from the blue had struck him, and he realized that he had missed out on a fortune.

Those damned bastards, were they secretly gossiping while I was away?

When we get back, I'll make you all throw it all up!

Just as Aze and Tangzai were about to sit down, the waiter from before rushed over, his face full of unease and nervousness.

Since Zhou Mingyuan had previously instructed him to return a bottle of fine wine to booth number one, he was now speaking directly to Zhou Mingyuan:

"Mr. Zhou, after receiving the wine you returned, that booth number one sent you another bottle and asked me to tell you... uh..."

The waiter stammered for a long time, his face almost turning red, but he just couldn't get the words out.

Zhuo Tong noticed the strangeness in his reaction and said to him:

"Just say it directly."

"He said... he has plenty of money and doesn't care about the wine you guys gave him."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingyuan and the others fell silent, but their expressions were all grim.

Logically speaking, everyone who goes to a bar to have a good time and have some fun.
If you're rich and extravagant, giving each table a bottle of fine wine costing over a thousand yuan is certainly no problem.

The rest of us here aren't short of money, and we figured it was a good exchange, a way to make friends, so we'd give you a bottle in return, without any intention of provoking you.

But not only do you not want it, you also look down on people. Isn't that a bit too much?
Of all those present, Zhou Mingyuan was the most composed. He shook his head and made no other comment.

Tang Zai and Yang Feng were both businessmen, and after seeing Zhou Mingyuan's reaction, they had the same thought as him.

Let's just let this go; there's no need to get angry with someone like that.

Aze, young and hot-blooded, stood up cursing, but it was just a few words.

Su Momo was busy comforting Pan Yi in her arms and had no other thoughts.

However, the atmosphere inside the booth was noticeably more oppressive than before. Zhuo Tong observed everyone's reactions and knew they were all holding back their anger, but given the occasion, they didn't intend to lash out.

After all, everyone here today is a close friend, so there's no need to argue with them and ruin the mood.

Since that's the case, then I'll take the initiative myself.

"Please tell booth number one that for every bottle of Noble Gourmand he gives to every booth in the room, I'll buy the same number."

"If he sends ten bottles, I'll send ten bottles too. I dare to match that; you ask him if he dares to match that as well?"

As a waiter, I certainly don't want conflicts to arise between customers in the restaurant.

But every bottle of wine represents sales revenue. After these rounds, won't I become the top salesperson?

Unable to resist the lure of performance bonuses, and fearing that Zhuo Tong might change her mind, he readily agreed and ran off to find the guest at booth number one.

Since Zhou Mingyuan wanted to relax during his gathering with friends, he didn't choose a central location but instead opted for a corner of the bar.

Therefore, from their position, they couldn't see the guests in booth number one; otherwise, Zhuo Tong would have had to look up and see who was so arrogant.

"Brother Tong, isn't this a bit unnecessary? Sending so much wine, each bottle costs over a thousand yuan."

Aze frowned; he was thinking of Zhuo Tong.

He was a guest today, and since Zhou Mingyuan made the decision to return the wine, it should have been Zhou Mingyuan who went along with it. There was no reason for him, a guest, to help.

Besides, serving wine to every table is too extravagant.

Zhou Mingyuan wasn't worried that Zhuo Tong would be short of money, because he knew that someone who could buy a limited edition Maybach through headquarters channels couldn't possibly be unable to afford a few dozen bottles of Michelin Manufacture.

This amount of money probably doesn't even cover the annual insurance and maintenance costs.

Although they had different thoughts about Zhuo Tong's actions, they all felt a sense of admiration for him.

This straightforward personality—"take life and death lightly, and fight if you disagree"—has already won the approval of their group.

Su Momo, in particular, already had a good impression of Zhuo Tong based on his personality and appearance.

Knowing that he is rich and now willing to spend lavishly to stand up for others, one can't help but feel tempted.

Although Su Momo is outgoing and has a hot figure, she has very high standards for men because of her family background, which is why she has been single for quite a long time.

"Judging from the fact that he doesn't have a ring on his finger, and considering other details, he's most likely still single. We can't let such a high-quality man slip through our fingers!"

"But the biggest obstacle right now is Yiyi..."

She couldn't help but look at Pan Yi, who was still pretending to be dead in her arms, her heart sinking.

Even though her best friend and Zhuo Tong hadn't seen each other for four years, they were still so ambiguous. Heaven knows how good their relationship was.

Judging from Yiyi's reaction, it's highly likely that the two of them never dated, and Zhuo Tong already had another girlfriend, which is why he's called a scumbag.

Since Yiyi never got him, it shouldn't be considered stealing her best friend's boyfriend if I make a move, right?
After all, when it comes to feelings, it's first come, first served; the faster you act, the less likely you are to succeed.

Soon, everyone noticed that the waiters present received instructions through their earpieces and rushed to the backstage area where the drinks were kept.

The waiters who came out from backstage almost all had two bottles of Noble.

The sheer scale of the event inevitably drew the attention of those in other booths.

(End of this chapter)