Super Money Collecting System

Bartender was a middle-aged man who looked to be around 30 years old and half bald. The other half of the man had hair that reached the side of his face, and his eyes were painted with a dark shadow. There were two or three small copper rings on his ears.    

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

But Zhou Hui felt that he did not like his outfit.    

He kept frowning as he watched the man mix.    

Seeing Zhou Hui standing there, the Bartender did not say a word, nor did he say anything. He simply poured a cup and placed it in front of Zhou Hui.    

Zhou Hui thanked her and lifted her up for a look. She didn't expect that it was actually Bloody Mary.    

After taking a sip, although the taste was very pure, it did not have the same feeling as when Zhou Luobing mixed it.    

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

Upon hearing Zhou Hui's question, the Bartender rolled his eyes. He pondered for a moment, and proudly told Zhou Hui this.    

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

Zhou Hui sighed, "You still need some time to think about this!"    

Hearing that, the Bartender frowned.    

"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. He indeed did not understand much about alcohol, but he had the skills to make cocktails.    

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

When he heard what Zhou Hui said, he was immediately interested and went to stand at the side for Zhou Hui.    

Zhou Hui lifted the cup and added an ice cube inside.    

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 cube, and when the ice was almost ready, he poured 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 at the side was originally confused, he crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, but when he saw Zhou Hui's proficient movements, his expression slowly froze.    

She watched Zhou Hui's movements meticulously.    

It was only until Zhou Hui had finished the entire cup of wine and placed it in front of him, did he finally react and took a sip.    

Zhou Hui snapped his fingers at him complacently, "What do you think?"    

The Bartender didn't speak for a long time and actually drank the cup 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 did not know how to explain, "It's probably practice makes perfect!"    

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

When Zhou Hui saw Chi Feng standing there by himself just a moment ago, mixing wine with loneliness and with one side of his hair hanging down to his face, she had thought that he was a very cold person.    

Those who occasionally came to drink, were basically made by Zhou Hui standing here.    

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

Not long after, everyone in the banquet hall knew that there was a rather handsome male Bartender who could make first-rate cocktails.    

Those who did not drink the wine mixed by Zhou Hui all lined up to have 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.    

They were all expressionless, with taut faces. They were at the side of the banquet hall, staring fixedly at where Zhou Hui was making the wine.    

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

Zhou Hui had naturally noticed him as well. It was obvious that he was wearing sunglasses the entire time, which made him look very suspicious.    

"Handsome, what would you like to drink?"    

The man stared at Zhou Hui, but did not say a word.    

Zhou Hui felt that it was strange, but he did not say anything more.    

However, he suddenly thought of the few people he met in the bathroom at Antique City.    

Zhou Hui suddenly lost the interest to mix wine, he informed Chi Feng and was prepared to look for Gu Qing.    

But at this time, a man standing in line saw that Zhou Hui was about to leave, and immediately went over and stopped him.    

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

Hearing this, Zhou Hui immediately became displeased. He forcefully suppressed his displeasure, after all, he accompanied Gu Qing to participate in the ball, so it would not 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 did not expect that Zhou Hui's words would actually piss him off.    

"Heh, you are just a small Bartender. Who gave you the courage to speak to me?"    

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

Seeing that he was about to leave, the man quickly ran to Zhou Hui and blocked his path with his arm.    

"What are you doing?"    

"Of course I'm going to drink your mixed wine. You're saying that a Bartender like you dares to be so arrogant."    

This time, he definitely knew that Yue Yang had recognized him as the 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, the man looked up and down at Zhou Hui's body, and 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?" Hearing him say that, Zhou Hui was immediately very angry, he frowned, and fiercely stared at him.    

When the man saw Zhou Hui's gaze, goosebumps rose up all over his body, but he didn't know why 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, just mean it on the surface. Let me tell you, I am Boss Zou's son, quickly go and mix wine for me, don't think that you can play any tricks with me, "Saying that, he took out a stack of Chinese dollars from his pocket, counted out 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 sneered and threw it into the trash can in front of the man.