Dragon Raja: I practiced Naruto ninjutsu next to Lu Mingfei.

It wasn't a big deal originally. People who come to bars often get accidentally spilled drinks, so they're usually prepared. They'll usually just ask the other person to apologize and offer a drink as compensation, and that's it.

Deng Guobin quickly apologized, saying he really didn't mean it.

But the other party wouldn't let it go, shouting that Deng Guobin had to pay compensation, saying that his clothes were worth tens of thousands of yuan, and if he couldn't afford to pay, then Dong Jiayi and Shen Feifei should stay.

They outnumbered us; there were about ten of them, all burly men.

The college students had never seen anything like this before, and they were immediately stunned by the people in the bar. Moreover, when it came to losing money, let alone tens of thousands of yuan, they probably couldn't even afford the money for that late-night snack.

Su Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and said in a somewhat cold tone, "Okay, you wait here, I'll be right there."

Chapter 200 Wearing designer brands to stage an accident

After hanging up the phone, Su Xiaoqiang was a little angry: "Damn it, how dare he spoil my fun! I'm going to kill that bastard later!"

She took out her most expensive coat from the closet and put it on, dressing herself up like a queen, exuding an aura of power.

Gu Ran naturally accompanied her and started getting dressed, casually putting on a white T-shirt and a black jacket.

He's not actually that afraid of the cold; even when it's raining outside, a coat is enough to keep him warm.

Because both of them had been drinking, they couldn't drive, but it was late at night and it was difficult to find a taxi around the neighborhood.

Su Xiaoqiang usually doesn't keep taxi drivers' phone numbers.

If she were at home, she could easily have the driver take her, but now that she's not home, she's finally experiencing the inconvenience of being away from home.

While waiting, Dong Jiayi kept sending text messages asking where Su Xiaoqiang was, which made her a little anxious.

"Don't worry, I'll think of a way." Gu Ran held Su Xiaoqiang's hand to reassure her.

Then he made a phone call: "Hey, I need a car. Can you send a driver over as soon as possible?"

"Okay," came the curt reply from the other end of the phone.

Five minutes later, a black Aston Martin pulled up in front of them.

"You're coming to be the driver?" Gu Ran looked down at Zhang Wanjun, not expecting her to come in person.

"Come in, stop talking nonsense," Zhang Wanjun said.

The two got into the back seat, Gu Ran gave a location, and Zhang Wanjun drove off immediately.

Perhaps because it was evening, she wasn't wearing a gothic-style dress anymore, but instead a black fleece sweatshirt, her hair loose, which gave her a more feminine look.

Su Xiaoqiang lowered her head slightly and greeted Zhang Wanjun shyly: "Hello, Auntie. You are so young and beautiful. You fooled me last time."

Zhang Wanjun glanced at Su Xiaoqiang in the rearview mirror and nodded: "You have such a sweet tongue."

"It really is sweet." Gu Ran licked his lips, making Su Xiaoqiang blush.

Gu Ran asked Zhang Wanjun, "Why did you get here so quickly? Do you live near my house?"

"What are you doing at a bar so late?" Zhang Wanjun asked instead of answering Gu Ran's question.

“My classmate got into some trouble, so I asked Gu Ran to come with me to handle it,” Su Xiaoqiang said. “We don’t usually go to bars.”

She was afraid that her aunt would have a bad impression of her, thinking that she was the kind of girl who often went to bars and messed around.

In the early hours of the morning, there were few vehicles on the road, and the traffic lights at many intersections had turned yellow. Zhang Wanjun drove very fast and arrived at the bar in just over ten minutes.

"Thanks, you can go now. We'll take a taxi home ourselves later," Gu Ran said to her aunt.

After Zhang Wanjun got out of the car and locked it, she said to him, "Since you have nothing else to do, I'll go in with you."

The three of them went into the bar together. The bar was large, but the order was okay. Gu Ran looked around and saw that the customers were all drinking and there was no criminal activity involved.

In bars around the school, appearances are a must.

Of course, special services such as beer girls accompanying customers are also available. A few young women enjoy themselves while also entertaining the guests.

As for what to do after leaving with the guests, I have no idea.

Just like a public bathhouse, some people come specifically to take a bath, while others come specifically to seek other services. However, other services certainly cannot be provided here, but prior arrangements can be made here.

Based on their location, Gu Ran and his two companions arrived at the innermost booth and saw several people surrounded inside.

Inside, a fat man with one foot on the table looked at Dong Jiayi, Shen Jiajia, and the others, and laughed:

"How's it going? It's almost 2 o'clock, and the person you asked still hasn't arrived. You didn't ask the counselor to pick you up, did you? Hahaha! Getting into trouble outside and still going to the teacher, what a good boy!"

The people around them burst into laughter.

The fat man said again, "Poor student, if you can't afford to pay, don't come to the bar, go home and drink milk!"

Dong Jiayi and several other students were surrounded in the middle, their faces flushed with embarrassment, not daring to breathe loudly, like little white rabbits surrounded by hyenas, huddled together and trembling.

Deng Guobin, the person involved, seemed to have drunk too much, and when the topic of money came up, it seemed to touch on his sensitive pride.

He suddenly stood up, pointed at the fat man in the middle, and said, "Who are you saying has no money?"

"If you have money, then pay me back!" The fat man pointed to his designer coat. "This coat I'm wearing costs 88,000 yuan. What are you going to use to pay for it? Your life?"

"I...I'll give you my life!" With that, Deng Guobin actually smashed a beer bottle and resolutely stabbed the shards of glass into his throat.

"Ah! No!" Dong Jiayi screamed, and Shen Feifei next to her even closed her eyes.

But Deng Guobin didn't continue sharding the glass at himself because a strong hand pulled him back.

"Don't be stupid. Even if you die, he won't be sad, and he won't lose anything. He might even gloat and think you're an idiot for committing suicide just because you were provoked."

Only then did everyone realize that there was an extra person in the room at some point.

It's Gu Ran.

When Deng Guobin saw Gu Ran, he was stunned for a moment, and after hearing his words, for some reason, his eyes turned red.

He slowly put down the beer bottle.

"Money can be earned slowly, but you only have one life." Gu Ran took the shards of glass from his hand and patted his somewhat thin shoulder.

The fat man in the room was taken aback when he saw Gu Ran: "What are you doing here?"

Gu Ran recognized the fat man; it turned out he was someone she had met before. Shanghai is really small!

"Make way, make way, let me see which nouveau riche has to pay for spilled wine on their clothes? Do they only own one designer item?"

Su Xiaoqiang walked in at this moment. She was already tall and slender, and she was wearing a pair of high-heeled boots. Although she wasn't wearing makeup, she was already stunningly beautiful. Her height and the aura of a fairy princess were enough to stun the entire audience.

The burly men who had been surrounding her unconsciously made way for her to walk in.

"Sister Xiaoqiang!" Dong Jiayi and Shen Feifei immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The fat man who had been mocking others turned around and paused, stunned when he saw Su Xiaoqiang:

"Xiaoqiang, you're here too..."

Su Xiaoqiang sneered: "Stop, halt. I'm not familiar with you. Please call me Miss Su. What... what's your last name again?"

She used to remember that the fat man's surname was Zhao, but now she has completely forgotten even that.

This fat guy is the one who staged a flash mob confession in the parking lot.

Fatty Zhao said, "My name is Zhao Yuansong. We had a social gathering before..."

"Oh, so it's that scumbag who likes to play around with women, right..." Su Xiaoqiang finally had a vague recollection.

She walked to the table, placing one long leg directly on it, and said to Zhao Yuansong, "Tell me, how much compensation do you want? Hurry up and name a figure, I need to go back and sleep with my boyfriend!"

As she spoke, she took out her checkbook from her pocket and placed it on her thigh, which was propped up on the table.

Zhao Yuansong stared intently at Su Xiaoqiang's long, slender legs, but Gu Ran immediately went over and slapped her legs down, telling her to be mindful of her image.

Then he stood in front of her.

"Stop looking, her boyfriend is right here!" Gu Ran was tall and imposing, and his presence immediately overwhelmed Zhao Yuansong.

Taking advantage of the situation, Su Xiaoqiang grabbed Gu Ran's arm and hugged it in her soft embrace.

Zhao Yuansong looked at Gu Ran with jealousy, feeling itchy with anger.

After his failed confession that day, he realized that Gu Ran looked familiar. So he found Gu Ran's photo and carefully examined it for a long time. He, who was face blind, finally remembered what Gu Ran looked like.

It turns out Su Xiaoqiang's boyfriend wasn't a fake.

"Hurry up and name a price. If you only have one designer item at home, don't wear it to bars to stage accidents anymore. It's embarrassing!" Su Xiaoqiang teased Zhao Yuansong again.

"I..." Zhao Yuansong was mocked by Su Xiaoqiang's sharp tongue and didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

He originally wanted to say that since we all know each other, then let's just leave it at that.

But then he realized that this wouldn't win Su Xiaoqiang's favor, and besides, his image was ruined because he had previously intimidated her classmates.

So he decided to go all in: "Since Miss Su is so rich, then it's 100,000 yuan!"

If I can't have you, I'd be happy to have your money. With 100,000 yuan, I could hire a lot of decent escorts.

"Why is it 100,000? Isn't it 88,000?" Deng Guobin argued, raising his head.

Zhao Yuansong scolded, "This coat costs 88,000 yuan, and this lining costs 12,000 yuan. Can a poor bastard who has never worn designer brands just shut up?"

He was wearing an unidentified shirt underneath his coat, so he only had two pieces of clothing on top.

"You..." Deng Guobin, dressed in miscellaneous brand clothes, seemed about to lose his temper again, but was pulled back by several classmates around him.

“Okay, okay, whatever you say.” Su Xiaoqiang quickly filled out the check, signed her name, and handed it to her boyfriend.

Gu Ran handed the check to Zhao Yuansong.

Zhao Yuansong said, "Brother, are you enjoying this gigolo lifestyle?"

Unable to argue with Su Xiaoqiang, he tried to mock Gu Ran.

"It's fragrant, soft, and easy to digest. I love eating it," Gu Ran said without any hesitation.

Seeing her boyfriend being ridiculed, Su Xiaoqiang, who was standing to the side, took his hand and said:

“My boyfriend has never spent a penny of my family’s money. He even earned 50 million US dollars recently. All the credit cards he has are primary cards, and his overdraft limit is more than your nouveau riche parents’. Unlike you, who uses your family’s supplementary cards and still has to wear designer clothes to bars to stage accidents and make money.”

"You must be bragging, fifty million US dollars..." Zhao Yuansong had heard before that Gu Ran was only a freshman, only eighteen or nineteen years old, how could he possibly earn fifty million US dollars?

"Bragging? When you go to the bank to cash the check tomorrow, check the account holder's name, and you'll know whether you're bragging or not."

The money Su Xiaoqiang received from Gu Ran's investments was all in accounts opened in his name.

Electronic transfers were just emerging these days, and mobile transfers weren't as convenient as they would be later, which is why checks were used.