"You two, today is the third anniversary celebration of the bar. Do you have an invitation letter?" One of the black men stared at the two of them and asked in a cold tone.
"Invitation letter? And the third anniversary celebration? It seems we came at the wrong time?" Zhuo Yifan was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at each other with Ryan, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Sorry, we don't have an invitation letter. We just want to find a place to drink. Don't you plan to do our business tonight?" Ryan raised his eyebrows and asked the two big men.
"If there is no invitation letter, you must pay an admission fee of one hundred pounds. Otherwise, you two should go to other bars!" The black man shook his head and explained meticulously.
"It's only one hundred pounds? I thought it was how much, I just said no earlier?" Hearing this, Ryan chuckled disapprovingly, took out his wallet, and took out a stack of euros.
He handed a piece of paper directly to the big black man and said: "Here are five hundred euros, which should be enough, right? The extra money will be used for your consumption!"
The big black man was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes even glanced at the stack of 500 euros in Ryan's wallet, with a hint of greed in his eyes.
"What? Isn't it enough?" Seeing that the other party did not accept the money, but instead stared greedily at his wallet, Ryan snorted coldly in his heart and asked in a low tone.
"Of course not. That's enough!" The black man came to his senses and immediately took the five hundred euros from Ryan's hand, then opened the bar door and made a gesture to invite the two of them in.
Zhuo Yifan and Ryan walked into the bar without looking back, while the two black men looked at each other, stared greedily at their retreating backs, and murmured in a low voice.
"We have a saying in China that wealth should not be exposed. It seems that you have violated the taboo this time!" Zhuo Yifan found an empty seat in a corner and sat down, and reminded Ryan with a helpless smile.
"I didn't expect that when I went out to drink, I would encounter something that was not eye-catching. It was really disappointing. I hope these idiots won't do anything that makes me depressed, otherwise I wouldn't mind letting them have a longer memory!" Ryan said.
He snorted with a depressed face.
Zhuo Yifan greeted a waiter and ordered two bottles of vodka, then reminded Ryan: "While those two guys are busy reporting to their leader, let's talk about something serious. Tell me about you.
The situation over there.”
"To be honest, the attack on the Tianyao Group's European branch has already had an impact on my side. Some people in the family who originally supported me have begun to waver. They may think that they can cooperate with you to deal with it.
The Long family is not a correct choice, and it may also expose the family to the revenge of the Long family!" After hearing this, Ryan shook his head and explained with a look of embarrassment.
Zhuo Yifan did not show any surprise. On the contrary, what Ryan said was what he expected. If something like this happened, it would naturally have an impact on the cooperation between the two parties. If he thought about it from his perspective, maybe he would also have this aspect.
concerns.
"In other words, less than half of the people currently supporting you are actually less than half?" Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"It can be said that the current situation is worse than before I went to China to find you. And we don't have much time, there are still ten days!" Ryan nodded solemnly and reminded.