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He walked directly to the Bartender's side.

The bartender was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a bald head, and the other half had hair that fell to the side of his face. His eyes were painted in black, and there were two or three small copper rings hanging from his ears.

Judging from his deft movements, he must have been engaged in mixing wine for many years.

But Zhou Hui always felt that he didn't like his outfit.

He kept frowning as he watched the man mix.

The bartender saw Zhou Hui standing there and didn't say a word. He didn't say what he wanted to drink and just poured a cup and placed it in front of Zhou Hui.

Zhou Hui thanked her and picked her up. He didn't expect to see Bloody Mary.

He took a sip. Although the taste was pure, it didn't have the same feeling as Zhou Luo Bing's.

Zhou Hui sighed, "Handsome brother, how many years have you mixed wine?"

When the bartender heard Zhou Hui ask him this question, his eyes turned. After thinking deeply for a while, he proudly said this to Zhou Hui.

"I've been mixing wine with my master since I was seventeen. It's been nearly twenty years now."

The Bartender listened with a frown.

"I think you're only in your early twenties. You don't look like you really know how to drink cocktails, how can you be so rampant?"

Zhou Hui smiled faintly. If it was said that he understood alcohol, he indeed didn't understand alcohol very well.

"How about you let me make you a drink somewhere?"

The moment he heard Zhou Hui's words, his interest was piqued and he immediately stood to the side to let Zhou Hui come over.

Zhou Hui picked up the cup and added an ice cube to it.

Although he didn't mix wine often and this was only his third time mixing wine, he still felt an inexplicable sense of proficiency when he started.

This was probably the function of the system.

Zhou Hui skillfully stirred the ice cubes. After the ice cubes were almost ready, he poured out some vodka for the base wine.

He then used a nearby cooking machine to smash apart the tomatoes and the like.

Seeing that there was still some grapefruit by his side, he directly added some more.

The bartender was confused at first, but as he watched Zhou Hui's proficient movements, his face slowly froze.

He carefully watched Zhou Hui's movements.

It wasn't until Zhou Hui finished the entire cup of wine and put it in front of him that he reacted and took a sip.

Zhou Hui proudly snapped his fingers at him, "How is it?"

The bartender didn't speak for a long time. He finished the glass of wine in one gulp.

"You … you … me …" He was so excited that he held his glass in his hand, unable to utter a word.

"My name is Chi Feng. Who did you learn to make cocktails from? Why does it have such a different taste when it's clearly the same thing as mine? "

Zhou Hui smiled. He didn't know how to explain, "It's probably because of experience that makes perfect!"

Zhou Hui stood there leisurely, chatting with Chi Feng about cocktails.

When Zhou Hui saw Chi Feng standing there by himself, mixing wine in solitude and with his hair hanging down to his cheeks, he thought he was a very cold person. However, after meeting him, he realized that Chi Feng liked to joke around.

Those who occasionally came over to drink were basically made by Zhou Hui.

Those who had drunk Zhou Hui's wine were full of praise.

It didn't take long for everyone in the banquet hall to know that there was a handsome bartender who could make a first-rate cocktail.

Those who had not tasted Zhou Hui's wine all lined up for a drink.

There was a long queue at the front of the stage. Almost all of them were women who were dressed extravagantly and had exquisite makeup on their faces.

Suddenly, a few men in black suits appeared at the end of the line, but they were all wearing sunglasses.

All of them were expressionless and tense. They stood at the side of the banquet hall, staring at the place where Zhou Hui was mixing the wine.

One of the men wearing a black suit walked over to the side of the other person. He said something to the other person and walked towards Zhou Hui.

Zhou Hui naturally noticed him. It could be seen that he was wearing sunglasses the entire time. He was very suspicious.

"Handsome, what would you like to drink?"

That person stared at Zhou Hui without saying a word.

However, he suddenly thought of the few people he met last time in the bathroom in the antique city.

Zhou Hui suddenly lost all interest in mixing wine. After saying goodbye to Chi Feng, he prepared to go find Gu Qing.

But at this moment, a man standing in line saw that Zhou Hui was about to leave, so he immediately went over to stop him.

"Hey, where are you going? "I've even lined up to wait for you to mix some wine!"

When Zhou Hui heard this, he immediately became displeased. He forcefully suppressed his displeasure. After all, he had accompanied Gu Qing to participate in the royal ball, so it wouldn't be good for him to cause trouble.

He just pushed away the man's hand and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know you, so I don't need to tell you where I'm going, do I?"

He didn't think that Zhou Hui's words would anger him.

"Hey, you're just a small bartender. Who gave you the courage to talk to me?"

Zhou Hui smiled and ignored him. He lifted his foot and was about to walk forward.

When the man saw that he was about to leave, he quickly ran in front of Zhou Hui and blocked his path with his arm.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course I want to drink the wine you concoct. You're just a bartender and yet you dare to be so arrogant."

This time he must have thought of himself as a bartender.

He then shook his head, "Sir, I'm here to attend the party and not to mix wine. I think you've misunderstood!"

However, that man stared at Zhou Hui from head to toe, and he became even more angry.

"Stop pretending, do you think I can't tell? Just what crappy thing are you wearing? Do you even have the qualifications to participate in this royal ball? "

"What do you mean?" When Zhou Hui heard him say this, he immediately became very angry. He frowned and stared fiercely at him.

When the man saw Zhou Hui's gaze, goosebumps rose up all over his body. He didn't know why, but he felt that the person in front of him had such a terrifying gaze.

However, he continued to console himself, thinking that it didn't matter, as all he had in front of him was an ordinary waiter.

I, naturally, mean what I say on the surface. Let me tell you, I'm Boss Zou's son, so hurry up and get me some wine, don't think that you can play any tricks with me. "After saying this, he took out a stack of Chinese dollars from his pocket, counted ten of them, and patted them on Zhou Hui's body." Don't you just want to tip?

Zhou Hui took his money and counted it. He thought it was only a thousand dollars.

He sneered and threw it into the trash can in front of the man.