Young Madam Has Multiple Identities

"Are you sure he's at the bar today?"    

After Qin Ming got into the car, he sat in the passenger seat and turned to look at his subordinates.    

"Yes." The subordinate nodded with certainty.    

He had already sent people to wait at the bar for a few days. He had already confirmed Boss Dung's whereabouts.    

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of an underground bar.    

This was the bar under Boss Dung's name. Unlike other underground bars, this was a proper bar, and it looked a little expensive outside.    

Qin Ming and his subordinates got out of the car. When the security saw that he had brought so many people with him, they thought that he was here to ruin the place.    

However, looking at his appearance in a suit and leather shoes, he should be someone with a reputation in the capital, so they did not stop him.    

Qin Ming and the rest walked straight to the bar counter and saw Boss Dung as expected.    

He was in the midst of mixing wine.    

Although he was the boss behind this bar, he would stay in the bar for a few days every week to make drinks. He enjoyed the atmosphere and fun.    

"Long time no see." Qin Ming walked in front of him and said slowly. Although his voice was low, it overshadowed the atmosphere of the bar.    

Long time no see?    

Boss Dung stopped his hand that was making wine and looked up at the gloomy looking customer in front of him.    

For a moment, he felt that it was somewhat familiar, but he was unable to say what he was calling.    

Qin Ming didn't avoid his gaze and even generously introduced himself.    

"Qin Ming."    

"Ah." With that said, Boss Dung's impression of him gradually became clear.    

He was also Ninth Master's subordinate. A few years ago, when he went to Port Sia to do something, he had met Ninth Master once. Ninth Master's men were his own people.    

However, shouldn't he stay in Port Sia? Why did he come to the Imperial Capital? He hadn't been mentioned by Ninth Master when they were making deals with each other.    

He looked at him with some doubt and noticed the scar on his face.    

Brother, why do you look so pathetic?    

"I know, we're on the same side!"    

"Heh." Qin Ming chuckled. His expression did not show his emotions.    

"... " But why are you here? Shouldn't you be staying in Port Sia? And... " Boss Dung's gaze swept across his face," It has become like this? "    

"I have recently come to the Imperial Capital to develop." Qin Ming only answered the first question.    

Qin Ming had kept his trump card. There was no way he could break his ultimate goal. If the first thing he said was to ask Qin Ming to stand by his side, his goal would be too obvious. It was better to test him first.    

"I see." Boss Dung did not think much about it. He put the wine that he had just made on the bar.    

Qin Ming picked up the freshly made wine and looked at the people on the dance floor. He took a sip.    

... "The wine is not bad."    

"Of course."    

Boss Dung smiled. Seeing that he was sure of his mixing skills, his favorability towards him increased a little.    

Qin Ming drank two mouthfuls, then turned to look at Boss Dung casually.    

"Did you... make a deal with Ninth Master recently?"    

Boss Dung was about to say something, but he felt something was wrong.    

Wasn't Qin Ming Ninth Master's subordinate? Why would he ask about Ninth Master?    

Furthermore, only Ninth Master and him knew about this matter... What did Qin Ming mean by asking this?    

"En?"    

Seeing that Boss Dung did not reply after a long time, Qin Ming asked again.    

He gently shook the wine in the glass and stared at the man at the bar. He smiled like a fox and looked even more cunning under the colorful lights of the bar.